Needless to say, we have been noticed by some of the bigger battlers, as well as a few groups who have taken it upon themselves to win us over to their side. Milly has been approached several times by several others with cliché sales pitches for their organizations. A few local teams had tried to draft her, and all of them got their letters back unopened. Those who came in person to convince her were politely rebuffed and sent on their way. We're making some rivals, even enemies out of these people. I hope this won't come back to bite us later on.

But other developments have come about that raise a different kind of concern. 

Some local trainer has taken a liking to Milly, and tries to impress her whenever he sees her, which is anytime he "accidentally" runs into us on the street. I personally don't like him a lot. He seems to me like one of those types who hasn't moved out of his parents' house yet. But Milly is being polite to him. This guy really makes me angry, for which reason I know not why. I have no idea why, but I don't like him very much. 

Training is no less important though. Training until we're sore is a common practice, no matter how in shape we really are. It helps the physique, supposedly. 

I sure spend a lot of time with Glaceon when I'm not busy. We're becoming very close. 

Months away is our greatest exploit, and I feel grossly unprepared. I hope the feeling goes away upon the competition. 

Until tomorrow,

-Takao

A/N

I am so sorry this took so long. I feel bad for not writing it sooner. But inspiration only strikes at school for some odd reason, and as such, I haven't much to work with since the district office decided that Wattpad promoted to much free thinking. I wish there were more hours in a day. I really do. I could write more if that were the case, and be able to get back to all of you.

But until the next chapter, if there ever is one, I must abandon the pen and entertain a panel of idiots at school for another few weeks.

Adieu for now,

-Shoen_the_Gifted