Special Thanks to 16Doobop13 for the brilliant idea.
Disclaimer: I do not own pokemon or any other thing related to it.

I sluggishly open my eyes. It's time for the final exam, I think to myself. I slowly climb out of bed and yawn. I blink a few times to make sure I'm awake. I'm Leo, also called Leonardo. The final exam is the hardest test for my middle school. My middle school combines english, history, math, and science with battle practice, items, moves, and pokemon/types. If you pass the test, you are given the pokemon that best matches you and get sent off on a journey. You have to write down the pokemon you see, and other important miscellaneous information.

My mom pours me a bowl of cereal and plops some milk on it. I quickly shove it down my mouth and put my dishes in the sink. I change hastily and grab my backpack. After brushing my teeth, I dash out the door. It's only a short quarter mile to school. I walk along the dirt path on my way.

The test wasn't completely hard. It first started with the educational stuff, because the Unova Government now requires it. Then questions on pokemon battles, types, and items. How many pokemon in a rotation battle? What pokemon type(s) are strong against ice? What does a TM stand for? I answer all of the questions by fully covering the circles. We give our teacher a half hour to correct our tests while we all do our own thing. I read. Some troublemakers in the corner play paper football. Steve, the most artistic person in the class is drawing.

She's passing out the tests. My head is sweating like crazy. Anxiety builds in my stomach. She hands me my test. A 95%. An amazing score. After school, I get my pokemon and I get to leave on my journey. It feels like a few days waiting for the bell to ring. Tick, tock. Tick, tock. Finally the bell rings, and everyone rushes out of the class as if Justin Beiber is outside.

Only 6 people got good enough scores to move on. Me, Steve, two kids who sit in the back of the class, Maria (the teacher's pet), and one of the older kids who didn't pass last year. I get stuck in the back of the line. Steve gets a Marill. The older kid gets a Fraxure, and Maria gets a Vanillite. Finally, it's my turn. "Hornberg, Leonardo" I say to the lady. She searches through a box and gives me a pokeball with my name on a piece of duct tape. I throw my pokeball at the ground and a flash of light blinds me. I look away, and turn to see my pokemon. They gave me an Aron.

"Aron!" It says as it look me in the eye. I pat it's head. I have a feeling that a 25 mile trip around the region alone would be boring and difficult, so I ask Steve to join me. He gladly accepts. I stop at a nearby convenience store to buy a sleeping bag. After picking that up, I say goodbye to my mom. She gives me a pair of running shoes, which are flexible and light. She also gives a a potion and five pokeballs. I meet up with Steve and we walk down the dirt path. We're about to leave when I hear someone calling us.

"Leo! Steve!" I hear. Bianca, the professor's assistant approaches us. "Professor Juniper told me to give you these," she says. She gives both of us pokedexes. "They're high-tech devices that record data on caught Pokemon." she says. I grab and examine the machine. It's thin and red and seems very protective. I drop it on the ground. Not a scratch. We thank her and continue on our way.

-End of Part 1-