Steve POV
"Steve! Stee-eve!"
"Hwaugh?!" I woke up suddenly. Crap! It was 9:50. I must have forgotten to set my alarm. This was definitely bad news because I was supposed to get my Pokémon from Professor Oak in 10 minutes! I quickly got dressed, scarfed down some pancakes, and ran out the door.
As I was running, I passed my two best friends, John and Samantha, who were coming the other way. They had a Squirtle and a Bulbasaur on their shoulders, respectively. That meant… There was only one Pokémon left! I started to run faster. Dreadful thoughts started running through my head. 'What if I don't get a Pokémon this year?' 'What if he will never give me a Pokémon?' I tried to put those thoughts to rest, but a quick glance at my watch brought them roaring back.
When I got to Oak's lab, I was panting like a dog. The door slid open and out walked the person I had least wanted to see. Blake. That kid always showed me up at everything in school. He always got a slightly better grade, always beat me in basketball. The only class I ever did better than him was Pokémon Care. And worst of all, he was carrying the last Pokémon.
Blake sneered at me, and so did his Charmander. "Well if it isn't Stevie. It seems he was a little late to the party. Even if you did end up getting a Pokémon, I'd still beat your ass. Have fun in school!" But I was no longer listening. I was already inside the lab
Professor Oak was in the back, tidying up some things on his desk. "Prof. Oak?" I asked tentatively.
"Ah, Steve. You finally showed up. I'm afraid I have no more beginner Pokémon for you. You see, I wasn't expecting Samantha, so I didn't order 4 Pokémon." Everyone knew that Samantha was getting a Pokémon early, except for Oak, it seemed. "I could order one for you, but it wouldn't be here for about a month." Oak shrugged.
"But surely you have something? I can't let my friends leave without me!"
"Hmm," thought Oak, "On second thought maybe I do have something. A colleague sent me this Pokémon from Blackthorn City in the Johto region."
Blackthorn City was a place famous for Dragon type Pokémon. Maybe it would be a Dragon type? Would I really be that lucky? Oak had found the Pokeball. He pressed the button and it enlarged. He let out the Pokémon. A blue, snakelike Pokémon about 4 feet long appeared. "Dratiniii!" it called. It slithered over to me and rested its head on my foot. "Haha!" said Oak. "It must have been sleeping when I called it out. So do you want this Pokémon?"
I thought for a moment. I had done extensive research the past few months in the three starters and had finally decided who I wanted to pick. But if I waited, my friends would leave without me. And besides, I always thought that Dragon Pokémon were cool. I looked down at the Dratini. It looked so peaceful, sleeping with its head rested on my foot. "I'll take it."
A/N: Well that is the first chapter of my first fanfic. Please don't criticize too much :)
Constructive criticism is always welcome :)
I know the similarity to how Ash got his first Pokémon, but it should change soon. Please R&R.