I was a little bored, so I took out my game boy and started playing. That inspired me to write a Pokémon fanfic! Anyway, the main character is Rachel, she's 13 years and lives in Fortree. More you'll find out by reading!

I rewrote this chapter 21/02-08, because I thought that it was to short.

"Rachel, hurry up, you'll be late!"

My name's Rachel. I'm thirteen years old and live in Fortree, yes, the city where people live in trees and have deep respect for bird pokémon. I'm not so big fan of them still though. Pokémon are cute, of course or at least some of them, but I'm not really the 'Yeah, I'm gonna be the pokémon master!' or 'Got to catch'em all!'

"I know! Don't rush me!" Rachel said as she walked down the stairs. "You're really annoying, do you know that?!"

Rachel mom sighed, "Hormones…" she whispered for herself. Rachel ignored her.

There are various reasons why I'm not that type of person. One reason is that I'm a girl. That 'pokémon master' behavior is more common on childish boys if you ask me. Like my brother, impudent, childish and dreams of becoming the pokémon master. Tssh, yeah, like that's ever going to happen. He's eleven years old and he still hasn't gotten up from his ass from the couch watching the pokémon channel all day long. If I'm ever going to be a trainer I would be like one of those who are in those exhibitions showing of the beauty of their pokémon and it's attack. Why?
Because I'm more modern and fashion girl or like my brother likes to put it, a bitch.

As Rachel walked past her brother she snapped her mp3 out of her brother's hands and put it in her bag.

"Bitch!" snapped out of him as he saw that she took her mp3 back.

"It's not your place to talk, impudent brat!" Rachel answered.

Yepp, that's my brother Chris for you all. Eleven years old and full of childish dreams. But he's too lazy to get up and follow them. At least he have dreams, I don't I just have things I can do.

"MOM! Chris has removed all my songs AGAIN!" she hit her little brother on his head.

"Honey, you'll be late, please hurry."

Rachel looked at her mom, "But mom!" she said in a whining tone and looked at her mp3. Her mom sighed. Rachel slapped her brother on the head again, "You'll pay for this!" she muttered to him as she slammed the door.

She quickly climbed down the ladder outside her house, she sighed loudly.

'Why do we have to live in Fortree? Why couldn't we have moved to a more modern city, like Rustboro?'

She jumped down to the ground. Outside the pokémon center her friend was waiting.

"Rach, you're late again!" Elli complained.

"Oh, I'm sorry!" Rachel said ironically. "My family's a pain in the ass!" she sighed.

Elli smiled weakly, "But you and your brother seem to get along."

"Sometimes…" Rachel groaned, "Anyway, what do you want?"

Elli smiled; "I want you to go on a pokémon journey with me!" she smiled

Rachel frowned, "I already told you, NO!" Rachel said. "I'm not into pokémon!"

"Oh come on!" Elli did a "cute" pose, "Pretty please!"

"Those pose only works on guys Elli!" Rachel snapped, "I'm not gay you know!"

Elli crossed her arms, "But I already got you a pokémon!"

Rachel groaned once again, but more loudly and annoyed as before, "What part in 'I'm not into pokémon' don't you understand?!"

"But, I was sure that I was going to be able to convince you today." She said and pouted slightly with her lips to look more cute and innocent from the bitch that she actually was.

"Argh!" Rachel groaned. "Just give me that damned pokémon!"

Elli handed over a pokéball. Rachel snatched it from her hand. "Happy?" Rachel said.

"Yepp!" Elli smiled, "You need to train your pokémon a little first. So, how about you'll train your pokémon here for a week and then we'll go to Rustboro and try to get a gym badge! Hmm, how does that sound? See ya!" Elli got on her pokémon and flied away.

"W-wait! I-I don't even know how to train pokémon!" Rachel called after her. "…BITCH!!"

Rachel fumbled with the ball. "How the fuck do I open this?" She pressed the circular button on the middle of the pokéball. The ball opened and a white light flashed and revealed her pokémon.

"Ah….YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!" She screamed at the top of her voice. "ELLI, YOU'LL PAY FOR THIS!! GETTING ME SUCH AN UGLY POKÉMON!"

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"It's a Feebas." Rachel's little brother said. "Fee-bas. Can you say 'Feebas' and not 'damned ugly pokémon'?"

Rachel hit him in the face "Shut up!" she sighed and sat down and crossed her arms, "Why did she get me such an ugly pokémon…?"

Rachel was now back home and showed her pokémon to her little brother in hope for support or something in that kind, but she got the whole opposite of support.

Chris looked at the Feebas, "It's not that ugly…"

"Are you kidding me!!? Can't you see how gross-looking it is!?"

"Pokémon's have feelings too, you know. You should keep quieter."

Rachel snorted, "Keep it if you soooo want it! I've never been into pokémon anyways!"

"…Then why are you so upset about that your pokémon's so ugly?"

"...I..." she said. Then she snorted, "Does it matter?!" she turned her back to him and stomped all the way to her room and slammed the door.

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Dear Rachel,

Time has passed so quickly, it's been some while since I wrote my latest latter to you.

I've been so busy with training my pokémon lately!

The world of pokémon is amazing! It's so deep too!

How come you're not a trainer? I know that you said that you're not into pokémon but,

Can't you give the pokémon a shot? And then we might be able to meet each other again.

It's dangerous traveling without pokémon if not by some other way… But if we both were trainers, we could travel together, like that strange dream I once had.

It's been long since the last time I saw you. I'm not even sure about how you look.

Can't you at least consider about pokémon?

Your old neighbor and friend, Anton

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Rachel looked sadly at the Feebas who looked back at her with a questionably look. Rachel sighed and walked up to the Feebas who was in their pond at their back garden. "Guess I don't have much of a choice…" she said, "Guess… You'll have to come with me…"

Rachel picked up her pokéball and Feebas returned inside the ball. She quietly looked at the pokéball before she got up.

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Dear Anton,

Guess what? I'm a trainer now!

Me and my friend will go on a journey in about a week from now! It's so exciting!

I can't believe it! I'm so proud…!

I really hope that we'll meet sometime, and maybe travel together!

…Don't you hope so too…?

Rachel

"I'm such a false bitch." Rachel said as she watched Pelipper fly away with her letter. "And why won't that son of a bitch give me his e-mail address?!"

And, it's done! Yayness!

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