Okay, guys, so, judging from the new story update, I'm pretty sure you can all guess which story won the poll. Ha, ha, it was a really close poll but this one won.

Oh, before I continue on, WHOEVER THAT'S BEEN SENDING ME HATE ON TUMBLR, PLEASE STOP. It's not going to discourage me in anyway so don't even freaking bother, seriously. Go get a life.

Anyway, uh, hopefully you guys won't take this story as some cliché high school plot, even though it is one…in a way. Yeah, I have a feeling that this story is going to take a while to plan. No worries though, I don't plan on discontinuing anymore stories…hopefully.

NOTE: THIS CHAPTER IS WRITTEN IN LEAF'S POV

Disclaimer: I own nothing. THAT INCLUDES THE HOST CLUB IDEA TOO. I DON'T OWN THAT EITHER.

Saint Oak Academy

Chapter One-Welcome to Saint Oak Academy

It was another ordinary day in class. I took my seat as the bell rang and waited for Blaine, my teacher to try to settle the class down. I hated this class because it was filled with loudmouths and not to sound like a jerk or anything, but they weren't exactly the smartest kids in there. But I guess I shouldn't expect anything more. The schools in Sevii Island weren't exactly the best, though young students had to attend whether they were forced to or not.

I personally think it's unnecessary for trainers to be attending school. We should be out traveling different regions, not attend school.

"Okay, class," Blaine finally began. "Today, we have a special guest speaker. Let's all give a warm welcome to Professor Samuel Oak," he announced.

A lot of students cheered, mostly because that meant they didn't have to learn a brand new lesson. I didn't really care. Professor Oak was a famous researcher from the Pallet Town and he was also a well known poet.

The old man walked into the classroom with a warm smile on his face before standing behind the podium in front of the board. "Good morning everyone, I'm Professor Oak, if you haven't known already and today, I'm going to talk about different type advantages. I'm sure many of you know already but there are some that can surprise you. For example, would grass-type be super effective on a Kingdra? Raise your hand if you think yes." Everyone but in had their hands raised at the question. See, not the smartest kids. When the professor noticed that my hand wasn't up, he walked up to me. "What's your name?"

"Leaf Green," I answered simply.

"Well, Leaf, tell me why you don't think grass attacks would be effective on Kingdra."

I sighed. This was such an easy question. "Well, grass attacks would be effective, just not super effective. That's because Kingdra is a water and dragon type pokémon so that's why grass wouldn't be super effective. That means that only dragon attacks can be super effective."

He was impressed; it was written all over his face. He turned to Blaine who shrugged. "She's the top student of the school." Yeah, that's true. Apparently, I was the smartest person in this school.

The professor simply nodded as he went back to his briefcase. "Well, I wanted to see how familiar you guys are with type advantages, so I brought a little worksheet that'll show me how well you all know your stuff." There were groans as those words left his mouth as he just chuckled. "Don't worry; it's just something to kill time."

When I saw the paper, I had to hold back a sarcastic remark on how easy it was. Seriously, even a ten year old was able to answer these. I answered the whole thing within two minutes and handed it to him, smirking inwardly at his surprised face.

Yup, he was definitely impressed.

It was Saturday morning and I was sleeping in, like how I usually did. I was pulled out from my wonderful sleep by the doorbell going off. I groaned and slapped a pillow over my face as I tried to draw out the sound. My dad will open it anyway so I fell back asleep. I felt as if I was asleep for only five minutes when my mom came in.

"Honey, get up," she called gently. I groaned and turned away from her. "Professor Oak's downstairs looking for you," she added.

"Can he come back later?" I asked groggily.

Even without looking at her, I felt her roll her eyes at me. "No, he has to go back soon. Now come on," she said again, this time pulling off my covers.

Since I couldn't sleep without the warmth, I decided to let her win this round. Just this round though. "Can I just go down like this?" I asked as I stood up lazily.

"Brush your hair," she suggested. "It's really messy."

Now it was my turn to roll my eyes but I did what she wanted me to do anyway. Once I did that, I grabbed a sheer white cardigan and slipped it over my tank top. It was getting chilly.

Once I did that, I started to head downstairs and saw that Professor Oak was enjoying a nice conversation with Dad while Mom just came out with a cup of coffee. When I joined them at the couch, he greeted me with a smile while my dad offered me a seat next to him, which I accepted.

"So, not to be rude or anything, but why are you here?" I inquired bluntly.

He chuckled slightly. "Well, I was very impressed with your brains yesterday and when I heard from your homeroom teacher that you were the smartest student throughout the school, I wanted to see if that was true. So I checked with your principal and it was true." I shrugged, which he took as a signal to continue talking. "Your intelligence exceeds a normal person, so I want you to join my school."

"Your school?" I asked confusingly. I didn't know he owned a school in the first place.

He nodded as he brought out a brochure. "Yes, Saint Oak Academy," he answered. "It's the most prestigious school throughout the regions."

I flipped through it hastily before looking up at him. "Is this a joke?" I finally asked. "It says in here that your school is full of students with extraordinary talent."

He nodded. "Yes, and you have an IQ beyond anyone I've ever met. It's extremely rare to find someone with this intelligence, and I'll have you know that I rarely invite someone to my school personally. Please take the idea of attending the school under consideration." From his briefcase, he brought out a stack of papers, which I assumed as the application for the school. "I have to leave now, but please my school would be honored to have you." And with that, he left.

When he left, my mom locked the door and headed back to where I was sitting. "So what do you think, Leafy? It sound's like a great school."

I sighed as I looked through the brochure again. It looked like a nice school and all but what if it was filled with snobs? And I didn't want to leave my family behind. I guess that was evident on my face because my parents simply smiled and my dad patted my back. "Don't worry about us, Leaf. We're fine on our own."

Mom nodded in agreement. "Your dad's right, Leaf. This is a once in a lifetime thing. Don't turn it down just because you're worried about us." I opened my mouth to object but before I was even able to do that, she held up a finger. "I don't want to hear it from you. You're going to attend this fine school and you're going to like it, okay?" She smiled softly.

I saw the encouragement from their eyes and knew they wanted me to attend. I couldn't do anything about it now, they've already started filling out the application. So I just nodded. "Okay, I'll go. I'll attend the school and make you two proud parents."

So afterwards, I just went to pack. After looking at the brochures with the students, I noticed that there weren't really a uniform so I decided to just pack my collared shirts and my tanks with collars, since that was the kind of shirt every student seemed to be wearing in the pictures. Then I remembered that the brochure said the school was all the way in Lilycove City, which meant it was going to be hot so I took out some jeans and put some shorts in there.

When I was done packing, my parents came in with the application in hand. "Are you going to tell your friends that you're going to leave?" Mom asked as she placed the application on my desk.

I nodded. "Yeah, I told them before I started packing." I had few friends here. It wasn't because I was ugly, no my self esteem wasn't that low, I thought I was pretty enough. It was because everyone in school didn't like the fact that I was the smartest there. They always referred to me as a teacher's pet. "What if the students there don't like me?"

"You're going to be fine," Dad reassured. "You're a beautiful and smart girl, Leafy. I'm sure you'll be making friends in no time."

"Yeah," Mom agreed. "Don't worry about it, Leaf. Just be yourself. Besides, you'll have your pokémon with you."

I couldn't help but pull them into a hug as they said that. They were right. All I had to do was be myself and keep my team by my side and everything would be fine. What could go wrong?

Okay, I was wrong; everything was not turning out fine. As soon as I had got off the plane at the airport and got to the school by bus, I got nervous when the giant steel gates opened to reveal the giant school. I took a gulp before walking in with a duffle bag and my suitcase. As I made my way to the main office, which was right behind the gates, I felt eyes burning my head.

When I finally made it to the office, a kind lady was sitting behind the counter. She looked up when she heard the door close and smiled at me. "You must be the new student Professor Oak has been talking about," she said upon seeing my suitcase.

I smiled and nodded. She got off from her seat and walked to me with a few items in her hand. "May I have your application?" she asked as she held a hand out. I handed it to her and she checked over it, nodding in approval before handing me a few things. "This paper is going to be your schedule. It also has your dorm name and number. And here is your room key."

"Thank you," I said. "Is there a uniform of some kind at this school?"

She shook her head. "Not really," she answered. "As long as you're wearing a shirt with a collar, like the one you're wearing right now, then it's fine. If you wear shorts, it may only reach up to mid-thigh."

"Thank you so much for letting me know," I thanked gratefully. It was good that she was nice. "I'll be going now."

When I left, I looked at my schedule for my dorm room. It said Rayquaza dorm on it. That was a strange name for a dorm, but hey, it was his school. So I started to look for it with no such luck. I had considered asking for help but they were either snobs or perverts.

"Are you lost?"

I turned around to find a teen, who was about my age, sixteen, with chartreuse green hair with matching emerald green eyes with his pokémon, which I'm sure is a Roserade, next to him . He wasn't bad looking, I'll admit that. But that smirk that was playing on his face told me that his personality was a different story. Still, he was the only student so far to notice me lost. "Yeah, do you know where the Rayquaza dorm is at?"

"That's the same dorm as Maple," he murmured under his breath. Although I didn't really catch it, I'm pretty sure that's what he said.

"What?" I asked.

He shook his head. "It's nothing," he lied. "Just walk straight ahead and turn left when you see a fountain with a dragonair on it. You see a sign with your dorm name."

I nodded as I memorized the directions. "Got it, thanks." And without waiting for him to say anything else, I quickly left. Well, at least someone was nice.

I stared in awe at the building in front of me. It looked like a twenty story building, which was painted in a beautiful shade of green while the outline of each window was yellow or red, which kind of made it look like a rayquaza. I had to say, Professor Oak was creative.

When I walked in, numerous pairs of eyes turned to me. I took a deep breath before walking in towards the elevator that led to the story my room was in. Thank Arceus the schedule told me which story it was on. I waited patiently as the elevator made its way down and suddenly, I felt someone next to me.

"So, you new here?" I glanced at my right to find a teen with auburn spiky hair smirking at me. His green eyes were suggestive, though it didn't affect me. "I can show you around. My name's Gary-"

Ding.

"That's the elevator. I would love to stay and chat but I have to go check out my new room now, bye." I quickly got my luggage in and clicked the fifteenth story as quickly as possible for it to close.

I sighed of relief when it closed. That was a close one. I seriously hoped that this dorm wasn't one of those co-ed ones and he was part of it. When I finally reached my part of the dorm, I got off and started looking for my room number. It took a while but I figured it out.

I opened the room door, only to find no one in there. Maybe my roommate was out. I didn't really care. I brought my stuff in and placed it in the other half of the room which was pretty much bare. The other half, which belonged to my roommate, had an adorable blue theme to it. I think I'll get along with her just fine.

I started to unpack my things and started to put them up in the closet when two girls came barging in. "MISTY!" they both roared as they entered. I could've sworn I locked that door.

I looked at them in bewilderment. "Who's Misty?" I asked.

They both had embarrassed looks on their faces and laughed sheepishly. "Sorry, you must be her new roommate," a girl with midnight blue hair greeted. She looked a year or so younger than me, but I admitted, she was gorgeous. "Anyway, I'm Dawn Berlitz."

The other girl that barged in with her laughed nervously as well. "And I'm May Maple. We are really sorry for just barging in like that. It must've been weird to have two girls just come in like that."

I giggled. "No, it's okay. I'm Leaf Green."

"Hey," Dawn suddenly piped up. "You must be that girl that Professor Oak kept talking about. The girl with the brains."

I laughed nervously. I guess people knew who I was already. "Yeah, I guess I am."

They only smiled as they held out a hand respectively for me to shake. "Welcome to Saint Oak," they said in unison.

So yeah, I really suck at writing in a character's point of view. So shoot me now. Don't worry though, next update shall be in normal POV.

Yeah, I didn't want to introduce EVERYONE because then it's going to be way too boring and all. So I'm going to try to make this not cliché so please bear with this clichéd beginning.

If you're confused as you why there is no uniform for a prestigious school, don't fret. It'll be explained next chapter so don't flame me at that yet. And if you're thinking what the hell is a collared tank top, just google it. I'm sure you'll get it once you see the first image (:

Okay, so finally, review and tell me how it was, guys! Though I'm sure I'm not going to get many readers due to the fact that this is an overused plot. But hey, it doesn't hurt to try. So yeah, review and make me happy!