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Walking into math Tristen would find the place partially filled with both Nemona and Penny already in attendance. Upon spotting him Nemona would shout and wave Tristen over. However Ms. Tyme would clear he throat loudly, as if to tell Nemona to settle down, the woman still getting things ready for class before the bell rang. Nemona of course would do so and bow her head a bit as an apology. Once Tristen arrived at his seat near them Nemona would speak. "Hey Tristen! What are you doing after class today!?" Nemona asked excitedly, only for Penny to step in pull Nemona back into her seat by her shoulder.

"Calm down, Nemona. There is still plenty of time for you and Tristen to battle again one day. Tristen will let you know when he feels like it, I'm sure." Penny said as she sat down with a sigh, Nemona pouting as she slouched in her chair. "Any who, I got a text from Fela awhile ago, you found Vivillon? Good job." Penny complimented Tristen for finding the butterfly, Nemona perking up at this comment only for Penny to grumble. "No, Nemona, it's not for Pokemon battles." She said, already knowing where Nemona was going with this.

Nemona sighed dejectedly in response to Tristen and yet had an understanding look before confirming for the boy verbally that it was okay. "I get it, I just really get carried away with Pokemon battles some times. They are my passion." Nemona said, Penny quick to interject with a 'You think!?' with Nemona just laughing it off. It was hard for Nemona to be truly upset at pretty much anything, at least nothing a Pokemon battle couldn't fix.

Upon seeing the Premier Ball Penny would commend Tristen for retrieving the Vivillon. "Oh wow, you must have really left an impact on that Pokemon to have it return to your window looking for you. That's really neat." She commented. Before the girl could say much else the bell rang causing both girls to turn forward in their seats as they awaited Ms. Tyme to speak, the teacher already in motion to close the door and begin class.

"Good morning class." She said as she walked back to her desk after closing said door. "Nice to have you back, Mr. Tristen." The woman said as she smiled at Tristen, having noticed him before but apparently wanted to point out his return to the entire class, likely to just be nice. "Today we will be discussing Power Points or PP, or rather the math revolving around. Power Points are the man-made system we use to measure how much energy it takes a Pokemon to use certain moves and how many times they can use said moves within a twenty-four hour window or before they require healing again. Now as some of you may have learned in Mr. Jacq's class this system is not concrete and only applies on average, some Pokemon can use more moves than the system claims, the PP system only created to give trainers an idea on how far they should push their Pokemon. We won't get too deep into the history and particulars of PP but we will be using it for our math lesson today all the same. Now then..."

Ms. Tyme would give a rough explanation on PP before getting into the heart of today's lesson which underneath it all was simple math but in the form of word problems involving Pokemon, their moves, and their PP. Such things as if a Magikarp's Tackle had 35 PP and it used it X times. Or if a Fidough's Bite had 40 PP how many PP Ups were used. Things such as that, where not all the information provided was relevant. After giving a few verbal questions and calling on students to answer, with Tristen being called out for one of them, Ms. Tyme would pass out work packets containing more of these questions which they were expected to work on for the remainder of the period, or at least as much as they could. For Tristen there was plenty of time no doubt to do them all.

In time an hour would go by and the bell would ring, Ms. Tyme asking for everyone to put their packets in the basket on her desk on their way out of her classroom. Nemona would be one of the first out, rushing as always, while Penny straggled far behind Tristen. Eventually Tristen would be out in the busy hallways again on his way to his next class.

This time Tristen arrived at Mr. Salvatore's class fairly let, no doubt unaware how long he took to get there thanks to how tired he was. When he walked in he would spot Matteo grumbling in his desk, the source of his displeasure very clear as Gloria stood over him, Lechonk in her arms, no doubt bothering Matteo with nonsense. Tristen's seat wouldn't be too far away from Matteo's own and as he sat down he immediately heard a bit of what Gloria was going on about.

"I'm just saying, Fire Stones aren't that expensive. Heck! I'll buy you one!" Gloria said with a giggle. It was clear she was trying to provoke Matteo into evolving early, to go against his family's tradition. Why she was Tristen would have no idea but it was obviously not for benevolent reasons, it was just a way to get under Matteo's skin like she enjoys doing.

"I told you already, I-" Before Matteo could finish his sentence Gloria cut him off as she spotted Tristen.

"Oh hey! Look Matteo! It's the school's strongest hybrid, Tristen! Hi Tristen!" She said in an almost singsong voice, obviously trying to rub Matteo's nose into a certain topic, her Lechonk giving out a snort-like laugh. "Good to see you again, Big T. The school was empty without your celebrity to grace it." She giggled.

Gloria let out a small gasp as Tristen went off on her, Matteo's jaw dropping in response as well. Both of them would be stunned silent, Matteo out of pleasant surprise and Gloria out of rage fueled shock. Matteo's shocked expression would turn to one of bemusement while Gloria's face got increasingly redder, her Lechonk looking up at her with concern for her trainer. Gloria would open her mouth to say something only for the teacher to interrupt. "Gloria, take a seat, s'il te plait. Also, recall your Lechonk. Class will begin soon." Mr. Salvatore would say as he entered the room, glancing to the clock as he did and noted what time it was. Gloria would grumble slightly as she looked towards the teacher, walking back over to her desk but not before shooting Tristen an ugly look.

Once Gloria was gone Matteo would turn to Tristen who sat near him and leaned in to whisper. "Thank you. That was amazing." He whispered to Tristen, a huge smile remaining on his face once he pulled back and sat up straight, the bell ringing as he did. That was probably one of the few times Tristen had so far seen Matteo legitimately smile.

Mr. Salvatore would declare class began and inform everyone that today they would be having more Kalosian lessons, apparently having several other sessions while Tristen was gone. Mr. Salvatore would acknowledge the issue with Tristen before the boy could even think about it and informed Tristen he had a folder of make up work for the boy, no doubt concerning the Kalosian language. For now today they were focusing on simple Kalosian phrases, things that you would need to know if you visited Kalos and wanted to speak the local language. Things such as 'where is the restroom' and 'how much do I owe you' and so forth. Tristen had been here for one session of Kalosian class but apparently they advanced since he had been gone. Fortunately for Tristen class today was largely just a lecture with the teacher calling on anyone but him to answer his questions on how to say things, no real work for Tristen other than to pay attention. The real work would be given to him after class.

Once language class was over Mr. Salvatore would catch Tristen on his way out and hand him the promised folder, finding a cute little Alolan Raichu sticker on the front. While there were several pages of work in the thing it wasn't too overloaded and Mr. Salvatore offered Tristen a Kalosian Language textbook to take too if he wanted it as well as an offer to come in after school for tutoring. All to help him get caught back up.

With that class done though it was time for Tristen to take a break and eat lunch. Matteo having already left the room before Tristen was freed.

Tristen would arrive at the cafeteria like usual, making his way into and through the line like usual, greet and receive his lunch from Ms. Picante like usual, and once he had his tray of food in hand he would no doubt seek out and find his friend group at their usual table. "Hey Tristen!" Fela said happily as she waved at the hybrid as he approached the table.

Upon arriving at the table he'd find E. and B. messing with Matteo as they do, carrying on about some cartoon they watched last night. As far as Tristen could discern Matteo watched it too but was trying to play it off like he didn't and only knew things about it because he 'heard about it' from someone or somewhere. He was too cool for children's cartoons after all. "Hey Teetee!" Both E. and B. greeted Tristen in unison once they too notice of him. Teetee? And they said it together? Did they talk and devise that nickname for him?

"I'm telling you, the fight scene- oh...uh, hey Tristen." Matteo said to the young hybrid after the boys greeted him, having briefly got too caught up in their conversation.

Penny would just give Tristen a little wave, only glancing up from her phone to note his presence. Nemona was too busy retelling the story of her battle against Kofu, evidently because Florian had recently battled and earned Kofu's badge, the Water Badge of Cascarrafa Gym. Then there was Camp who told Tristen hello but was preoccupied with reading a magazine titled 'The Bug Net', a monthly magazine concerning Bug type Pokemon. Who knew something like that existed.

"Oh? You're dad is taking on the Victory Road challenge? ...is he good? At battles, that is." Nemona asked, her eyes growing wide as she leaned in closer to Tristen which required her to lean over the table as they were on opposite sides.

"Uh...Nemona has that look again..." Florian commented as he leaned away from her, recognizing that battle crazed stare.

"Whaaat? I just want to know if his dad is a good trainer." Nemona playfully huffed as she sat back down. "Kofu is pretty good though. His Veluza is merciless, many trainers get put down before the battle can even get heated up." Nemona continued. "I mean, I didn't have too much trouble but..." She said, chuckling lightly. Florian just rolled his eyes.

"Have you ever thought about challenging the gyms, Tristen?" Camp asked, interjecting into the conversation, still not looking up from his magazine. "You're a pretty good trainer from what I've seen with really strong Pokemon. You could probably reach Champion rank like Nemona." He said, turning the page and glancing up at Tristen. Again, Nemona would go starry eyed as she looked to Tristen. Penny and Florian would lock eyes in response and just shake their heads in unison.

"The next gym leader!? Your dad is that strong!?" Nemona shouted, jumping to her feet and slamming her hands on the table as she leaned over to get in closer toward Tristen. Penny and Florian both were quick to try and physically pull Nemona back in but she resisted them at first, only relenting as she caught a glimpse of Mr. Saguaro, the very teacher those two were trying to avoid seeing Nemona like this. Quickly Nemona dropped back down in her seat, just as Mr. Saguaro turned to look at their table, the group just giving him a little wave, the man shrugging and turning away. The trio would let out a sigh of relief after.

"...could I battle your dad one day?" Nemona asked Tristen, much quieter, Penny and Florian just grumbled.

Camp nodded along with Tristen's response, turning his attention back to his magazine in mid conversation. "Makes sense to me." He said, really not that committed to this topic. Now if Tristen were to talk about Bug Pokemon he would have been far more invested but that was just how the resident Bug Catcher was. No ill will meant.

"Teetee!" E. spoke up.

"We wanted to know something!" B. interjected, the two doing that thing where they shared a singular brain for a moment. Twins were weird like that.

"Could we play with your Dragonite one!?" They asked, nearly jumping out of their seats.

"...a Pokemon like Dragonite isn't for playing around with. It could hurt you if you disrespect it..." Matteo said, grumbling slightly. He would lock eyes with Tristen in that moment, his perhaps reminding Tristen of the conversation they had. Looks like Matteo was actually listening to Tristen then, having took his words to heart.