Luke's POV
I leaned back on the waiting bench and put my hands behind my head while one of my ears drooped lazily.
I had been waiting three hours for the Arceus forsaken train, and I was bored as heck.
"Rakuen Train will be arriving in 30 minutes. Thank you for choosing PokeTrain Station."
"Hmph" I muttered, opening my eyes just the slightest bit. When I did, I saw a human gardevoir enter the station. She was beautiful.
From the black hair to the red eyes to her
slim long legs.
Gorgeous.
Through my half open eyes, I watched her
Sit next to me and pull out a magazine.
She is so pretty.
"It's rude to stare you know."
My eyes opened fully. How did she know?
"Im psychic."
Did I say that out loud?
"No, but I can hear your thoughts."
"Sorry," I said. She didnt reply.
"Whats your name? Im Luke."
"Furoura." She flipped a page in the magazine.
"N-nice name..."
Furoura glanced at me without moving her head. She stared for a few seconds, then turned back to the magazine.
"Sure whatever," she said. I smiled, and scooted next to her.
"What are you reading?," I asked.
"Darkrai and Banette article. They are by far the most scariest GW contestants. Banette Is the better one because she seeks revenge on children dont you think?
I looked at her with my jaw nearly to my chest spike.
She looked at me, then back at the magazine, then smirked.
She closed her magazine and looked around.
"Elation..." She moved to the edge of the bench.
Suddenly, a lopunny girl plopped on the seat in between me and Furoura.