“Hey girl, are you a Super Rod? Because you just hooked yourself a high-level catch.”

“Sorry, you’re pretty and all, but I don’t date boys who are prettier than me. Not to mention I prefer HUMANS, and not Poke-Hybrids.”

As the girl walked away, Jase felt rather annoyed as he leaned against the lockers, mulling over his appearance and sulking. However, this only lasted for a moment before a voice spoke.

“Hey beautiful, I saw how you got burned. Don’t worry, I’m here to heal that status right up.”

Jase soon realized that his looks attracted the attention of quite a few boys rather easily (And even some girls), and that they were willing to carry some of his things for him and help him out.

It really wouldn’t really be long before this former class clown found himself slipping into the position of a little diva, much to his embarrassment. But then again, the attention was rather fun.