Jade Chronicles (Pokemon Fanfic)

Moving

??? POV

I don't like moving. It doesn't help that my family does it twice a year.

My mom lost her job three years ago, and we've been moving around a lot ever since. Everything since then has been a blur. But since we moved here, things are getting less blurry.

Here is where I list the three reasons that things are getting less blurry:

Reason one: My little sister, Lily. She's 7, she's a Popplio, and she is quite possibly the best little sister anyone could ask for. She's really nice and adorable and blah blah blah, but mostly, she just provides comfort. She's also totally fine with moving really often.

Reason two: My mom promised that this is the last time we're moving, ever. She said she got a job here, and if everything goes well, we're going to STAY here. I would really prefer living in one place for more than half a year at a time.

Reason three: Actually, hold on, I'm skipping this one.

So, uh, yeah. My life, summed up in three reasons why I'm NOT dying of boredom right now.

And then, I hear from the other room: "JACOB! COME PLAY WITH MEEEE!"

Oh right, introduction. I'm Jacob, an Oshawott, and I just moved here. And so did a lot of people, apparently. It's anyone's guess why, but I try not to think about it.

And the person who basically just screamed at me to play with her is my sister Lily, who I introduced a few paragraphs ago.

And I go play with her.

And things are finally looking up.

LUCY POV

What else was I supposed to say?

I mean, he OBVIOUSLY didn't take it well. And his Vulpix friend wasn't much help either. I was just trying to help.

He seemed sad. He needed to know that.

Right?

No, nope! I'm doubting myself again! I need to learn that I'm ALWAYS right!

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Am I taking it too far? I might be taking it too far.

See, I sorta kinda maybe possibly definitely have a huge problem with self-doubt.

I mean, maybe.

I try not to think I'm wrong a lot. That sort of downward-spiraled into me being slightly self-absorbed. Now, I always think I'm right, and... well, you get it.

What you had the unfortunate chance to witness earlier was my attempt at making friends. I, uh,  am not very good at that. It's not that I don't want to make friends, it's more that I don't know how.

But maybe one day I'll learn.

JACOB POV

Well, it's certain. I have to move. Again.

Well, when I say certain, I mean "almost certain". There's a 95% chance - yes, I actually calculated it - that mom won't get this job. Dad has a job, but he travels a lot for it, so he's never really home that much.

I just wish I didn't have to leave.

Then I could be happy.

Then Lily would be happy.

Then I'd have a chance of finding her again.

Finding Lin again.

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Nah.

That will never happen.