Pokémon Art Academy Game Novels & Stories

And this time, he’d gone too fucking far. I hurried around the corner to the side of the arcade where I knew the Miltonians usually hung out. By Miltonians, I meant the students of Milton Academy. Even though the arcade was neutral ground for both schools, that didn’t stop us from marking our own territories. The Miltonians had their domain and so did our school.

Wynona clung to Zach's chest as tears welled up in her eyes, her delicate demeanor resembling that of a frail flower. "I just came over to tell Ms. Chandler that I don't mind her taking the earrings. If it helps her vent her frustrations, I'm willing to do whatever it takes."