Okay, this is my first Pokémon story, and it was inspired by awesome. I don't really know what to say, except… Thanks for reading, please review too. Please? I like reviews a lot!

Kaylee

Kaylee worked in Prof. Juniper's lab. She was fifteen and would have started on her adventure five years ago, but her brother refused to be two years behind her in this, and Prof Juniper hadn't asked him yet. Kaylee thought that this could be because her brother Caleb tended to avoid the Pokémon professor. Working in the lab was the closest Kaylee could get to travelling the world meeting Pokémon. The girl was slim and a little small for her age, with grey eyes and long, straight chestnut hair. She usually wore black and blue, but today she was dressed in a red top with strap sleeves. For once, she was not wearing jeggins, but denim shorts. Her hair was tied back in a ponytail. Right now, she was running, a very uncharacteristic thing for Kaylee, but she had to get the exciting news to her best friend and brother.

First stop, our house.

Kaylee's house was one away from the lab. Kaylee ripped the door open and burst into her brother's room.

"Caleb!" She gasped. The boy looked up angrily.

Caleb

Caleb was a strong, tall boy with dark blue eyes and hair the same colour as his sister's. If there was one thing he hated, apart from horrible clothes, it was people crashing into his room when they had no right to be there. The person who did this most was the person right in front of him. Kaylee.

"Get OUT of my ROOM!" he yelled, ignoring her expression. Kaylee was not usually a gleeful person. He shoved her roughly out of his room anyway and continued building his warship. A nagging feeling told him he should go out and ask Kaylee what she wanted. He was wearing a surf T-shirt and shorts, and was only inside because there was not much to do in Nuvema town and he was not allowed on route 1 alone. His sister usually worked quite late as she loved her job. Caleb was thirteen, and he had always wanted to be a Pokémon trainer. He wanted to start at the same time as his sister, but he couldn't work up the nerve to ask professor Juniper about it. To tell the truth, the professor scared him a little. Caleb was about to go downstairs to wait for his sister to come home when the realization hit him.

His sister WAS home. He tore his door back open to find Kaylee standing there patiently.

"Finally!" she moaned. "I have to tell you something important!"

Kaylee

Kaylee took a deep breath. Then she quickly explained. "Professor Juniper has some news. She wants you, Freya and me to meet her in the lab, and sent me to get you. She says it's really important!" The words tumbled out of her mouth so quickly, Kaylee could have sworn they were alive and impatient to be free.

Caleb started shaking. His face went white and a bead of sweat rolled down his cheek. Then a smile turned up and he nodded.

"See you there, then. And I won't forget you barged into my room." He said brightly. Irena sighed and giggled. Brothers.

Then she sprinted off again to get Freya.

Freya

Freya was a typically lazy girl. Sure, she would love to have an adventure, but waking up before one P.M. on a weekend was something she had never done and was not particularly willing to attempt. She was fourteen and a half, and would have set out on her journey ages ago, but she had never made it to the lab in time to get a Pokémon. Unlike Kaylee, her best friend, she did not take kindly to people knocking on her door to go out at ten A.M. on a Saturday. Like now.

"Ugh, I HATE you, Kay!" She moaned, awoken by the not-so-soft tapping of a hand banging against the front door. She dressed speedily in a dark green T-shirt and jeans, knowing that Kaylee would not leave until she was ready. Then she walked down the stairs – Walked, not ran, shuffled or otherwise – and opened the door.

"Freya, good news! Professor J wants to talk to us at the lab, you'll see why, so we have to go NOW!" the annoying fifteen-year-old gushed. Freya raised an eye-brow.

"Yeah, it's such good news that I get taken out of my bed before one, Kay." She said sarcastically. Kaylee scowled.

"Freya, I'm the queen of sarcasm. Not you. Okay?" She announced flatly. Freya rolled her eyes and followed Kaylee to the lab.

"I'm coming already!"

Kaylee

Freya was as unresponsive as usual. What was the point of having such perfect green eyes if you weren't going to use them? And that honey-blonde hair never got tossed. The problem with Freya, Kaylee decided, was that she had no attitude whatsoever. She dragged her friend all the way to the Pokémon lab, where the girls were met by a hyper brother and a cheerful professor, who motioned them all to step forward.

Okay, you three. I have a… Slight problem." She began. Kaylee listened attentively, even though she had heard this speech many times before, when the youths of Nuvema town got their first Pokémon.

"I need someone to finish the pokedex for me. I would go myself, but I'm in the middle of a very important project, and the people I have working on the dex are… Not getting very far. I know that you want to go on an adventure, all three of you, so here's the deal.
"I will give you your first Pokémon, and in return, you will try to complete the pokedex throughout your travels. Since Kaylee has worked here loyally for five years, she will get the first pick." Kaylee's heart skipped a beat. Finally, she would be able to start her journey, and with Pokémon she knew well no less! She watched with growing excitement as the professor motioned with one finger and a man in a lab coat came forwards, holding three Pokeballs. At Prof. J's command, the three clicked open to reveal a Snivy, Tepig and Oshawott. Kaylee knew the personality of each Pokémon, and decided to tell the other two so that they would know what they were dealing with.

"Okay, guys," She whispered, feeling like she was in a library. "The Snivy is extremely confident… And a little arrogant too. He is quite a show-off, but don't worry if he insults you. Usually, that means he likes you and wants to be your friend. The Tepig is quite brave, boisterous and friendly; he's no trouble at all until you start trying to train him… He's a little bit headstrong. I'm taking the Oshawott, who's shy and caring, but he's ferocious on the battle field. I got him to attack a doll. Let's just say that it's not fit to play with anymore." Kaylee ended her little speech and looked at the Pokémon. They were all saying the same thing.

"Please pick me! Please, Kaylee!" The Pokémon-trainer to be hated to disappoint her friends, but she had grown especially fond of the Oshawott.

"I pick Oshawott," She announced. "Don't worry, little guys, my friends will love you and look after you even better than I did!" She added, seeing the looks on the Pokémon's faces. They brightened up again instantly as Freya stepped forward.

"I think I'll pick Snivy." She said. "So Tepig's yours, Caleb!" Caleb frowned.

"How come you get to pick my Pokémon for me?" he demanded. "I wanted Tepig from the start anyway, though, so it's okay." He grinned. The three of them thanked Professor Juniper. On the way out, Kaylee saw Tepig jumping up and down on Caleb's head. Now she had to get used to seeing the other Pokémon with their own trainers, instead of in the lab being looked after and fed by her. She heard Snivy telling Freya that he was insulted to have her as a trainer. Though Freya seemed to recognise the pose as insulting, she did not seem to understand the words the Pokémon said. Kaylee went over to her.

"Your Snivy just said he was insulted that you thought yourself grand enough to be his trainer." She translated. Freya's expression changed from mock-angry to confused.

"You understand them? They don't even speak English!"

Kaylee felt odd upon hearing these words. So the others couldn't hear them. Was she a freak? Or was she talented? Either way, Kaylee suddenly felt very alone in the world.
She was the only one.
Or was she? Caleb was telling Tepig to get off his head, and replying extremely accurately to Tepig's protests.

This was all too confusing.

So what'd you think? For a first try, you know. Hey, flames are welcome too, but only if I really deserve them, all right? Yeah, that's it!