Hey guys! This is my first fic, it's not that good. But there will be more chapters for ya, even if no one reviews, cause I love to write and I like this story! Please review! Tell me watcha think! ~Bear

By the way, I do NOT own pokemon or its characters! Thanks!

Skree! Skree! Skree!

"Uhggg," I groaned, reaching over to my nightstand to hit the off button on my Zubat alarm-clock, "Stop! Bleh! Why the heck is my alarm-clock on, anyway?" I thought aloud. There isn't school today, it's the middle of summer! I pulled my pillow over my face, closing my eyes. Well I guess I'd better get up. If my alarm was on, there must be something going on today, so I'd better put some clothes on before I go downstairs. I thought as I looked down at my skimpy Eevee-themed pajama shorts, paired with a strappy white tank top.

I went to my closet and pulled out fitted, red, short sleeve shirt and a pair of shorts that cut off at mid-thigh. I put them on and stared at myself in mirror for a while, wondering what was missing from my outfit, when my thoughts were interrupted by a woman's sweet, melodic voice.

"Arina! Are you awake? It's a big day~!" it was my mother's voice.

Why is today a big day? I wondered. Well, then again, every day is a big day for mom…

"Coming, Mom!" I shouted down the stairs as I clomped my way down.

" 'Morning, sweetheart~! Are you excited?" Mom asked as she flipped a fried Pidgey egg out of a frying pan onto a plate.

"Excited for what, Mother? A fried Pidgey egg? Well, I am hungry."

Mom held the plate out to me. "Here you go, Sweetie~! And, no, silly, for your birthday!"

"My birthday?" I had completely forgotten. "That's right! I forgot!" I smiled. It wasn't every day that a girl turns twelve! And being twelve was special. It meant that you could finally start out on your Pokémon journey. Most children began their journeys when they are eleven, but I had decided to stay with my mother to help around the house, since my father had passed away a month prior to my eleventh birthday.

"Mom, are you sure it's okay for me to leave on my journey this year? I can wait a year so that I can help around the house, if you'd like, mom." I said, loading my mouth with the last fork-full of egg into my mouth.

Mother's eyes filled with tears, as she understood what I meant by this. "Oh, no, baby! You go on your journey. I know how much you want this. And your father would've wanted it for you." She gazed at me and began pulling a medium-sized blue box with a large blue ribbon tied to it out from under the table. "Here, Arina, this is for you~!" she offered the box to me. I smiled and gratefully took the lovely parcel from her.

"Thank you, Mom!" I exclaimed as I gently pulled the wrappings apart so we could save the wrapping paper. I gasped as I saw what was inside. "Oh Mom!" I exclaimed.

Sorry for the short chapter, this is all I had time for. Thank you so so so so much for reading! Please review!

~Bear