Pikachu's POV:

"Welcome!" said a cheery worker. She looked like she was radiating positive energy. "I'm Plusle, and I'm one of the workers here! I hope you enjoy Pokemon Middle School! Whoa, you look like me!"

Pikachu grinned slightly, waved, and then moved on. As he slipped through the crowd, he looked around. There were so many Pokemon of all sizes and shapes. There were a few that were extremely tall, and some that could float, and others that were extremely small!

Pikachu finally made it to his first class: math. As he looked in, he saw a Pokemon that looked . . . rough to deal with.

The Pokemon looked like a bird, except he also looked like a 3D cartoon. He had this weird red thing flowing from his head, and his coloring was not of the average bird (well, in our world). He had red, green, white, yellow, and even a little bit of black.

Pikachu took a deep breath and walked in.

Eevee's POV:

As Eevee entered Pokemon Middle School, she was greeted by a Pokemon that looked . . . a little down.

"Hey," he said, "I'm Minun. Hope you enjoy."

Huh, thought Eevee. I feel like he's radiating negative energy. I wonder if he has a twin around here somewhere.

Wait, she suddenly remembered. You're getting your mind off of the goal. Learn as much about the school as you can, get the treasure, please Dad.

Yet something didn't feel right. It was almost as if something was trying to make her change her mind.

But before she could think about it any more, she'd made it to Mr. Xatu's math class. She walked in without a doubt . . . 

Just as the bell rang.