(A/N Hey all! This is my very first fan fiction, so be nice! Anyway, I've
decided to put all of that Pok(mon knowledge I drilled into my own brain to
some use! So, enjoy this piece of crap I'm going to call a story!)
Artemis' Adventure (Tentative Title)
BEEP!
BEEP!
BEEP!
I slap the top of that stupid slowpoke alarm clock's head. That'll teach it to annoy me while I'm asleep. Groaning, I lift myself off of my bed, but of course my elbow buckled under my weight, and I tumble to the waiting floor. So much for being graceful.
I pull on some jeans and the black shirt that happens to be on the top in my drawer. I go to get my backpack, and I realize I don't know where my shoes are. Lovely. Now I'm on a treasure hunt. Of sorts.
I look into my sock drawer. It isn't in there, but I can never tell. It isn't in the pile of video game magazines either. I push everything on my desk onto the floor in a big pile. I realize it's not in there as I sort through the pile. I do find my Knuckles the Echidna doll in there, though - which is a plus.
I check all the stuffed animals on my bed, but to no avail. I begin to wonder how all of this stuff fits in my room. I check the drawers of the night stand, too. I find my walkman, and all of my favorite CDs, but it's rather late for that now. I also find a dictionary and about eight homework assignments for English.
Growling, I throw everything out of my closet. Including my shoes, which hit the other wall with a THUD! I slip the shoes on, grab the backpack, do all those other morning things, and ran out of the house.
The sun shines brightly. Ha! It thinks it can cheer me up! I run up the stairs to the lab - and I suddenly come to the realization that there are a lot of stairs. A boy my age with messy brown hair and brown eyes is sitting at the top.
I look at him for a second. "Hey, Jake. Hasn't the professor opened up yet?" I ask. Jake just shakes his head.
"I don't know what all this is about. He told us to get here by 8..." Jake says. "I want that cyndaquil - by the way. Don't think you're getting it."
"Hey, don't worry. I wanted totodile anyway." I say, as I look at the door.
The professor was always late, I don't know why this should be any different. I hear footsteps coming up behind me, so I turn around to see who it is. It is - of course - Tina, another kid of my age group.
She completely ignores Jake. I wish she would pick me to ignore sometime. "Hey, Artemis! What's up?" and so she babbled on. I ignored her and looked back at the door. It has a poster about getting your pok(mon, which is, of course, two years old.
I sigh and turn away right when the professor swings open the door. "Oh my! I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to be so late! I was trying to get to the door, you see-"
"It's okay, really. I can guess what happened." I cut him off.
"Like, yeah! Don't worry!" Tina says.
He smiles at the three of us. "Alright, then! Come in!" the disheveled looking professor grinned.
The three of us squished though the barely open door to the lab to get our first pok(mon.
(A/N So. how was it? Good awful? Okay? I don't care what you say, I'm gonna continue it anyway - I just want someone to read it. I would write more, but I need to do my homework. So - R & R/F!!)
Artemis' Adventure (Tentative Title)
BEEP!
BEEP!
BEEP!
I slap the top of that stupid slowpoke alarm clock's head. That'll teach it to annoy me while I'm asleep. Groaning, I lift myself off of my bed, but of course my elbow buckled under my weight, and I tumble to the waiting floor. So much for being graceful.
I pull on some jeans and the black shirt that happens to be on the top in my drawer. I go to get my backpack, and I realize I don't know where my shoes are. Lovely. Now I'm on a treasure hunt. Of sorts.
I look into my sock drawer. It isn't in there, but I can never tell. It isn't in the pile of video game magazines either. I push everything on my desk onto the floor in a big pile. I realize it's not in there as I sort through the pile. I do find my Knuckles the Echidna doll in there, though - which is a plus.
I check all the stuffed animals on my bed, but to no avail. I begin to wonder how all of this stuff fits in my room. I check the drawers of the night stand, too. I find my walkman, and all of my favorite CDs, but it's rather late for that now. I also find a dictionary and about eight homework assignments for English.
Growling, I throw everything out of my closet. Including my shoes, which hit the other wall with a THUD! I slip the shoes on, grab the backpack, do all those other morning things, and ran out of the house.
The sun shines brightly. Ha! It thinks it can cheer me up! I run up the stairs to the lab - and I suddenly come to the realization that there are a lot of stairs. A boy my age with messy brown hair and brown eyes is sitting at the top.
I look at him for a second. "Hey, Jake. Hasn't the professor opened up yet?" I ask. Jake just shakes his head.
"I don't know what all this is about. He told us to get here by 8..." Jake says. "I want that cyndaquil - by the way. Don't think you're getting it."
"Hey, don't worry. I wanted totodile anyway." I say, as I look at the door.
The professor was always late, I don't know why this should be any different. I hear footsteps coming up behind me, so I turn around to see who it is. It is - of course - Tina, another kid of my age group.
She completely ignores Jake. I wish she would pick me to ignore sometime. "Hey, Artemis! What's up?" and so she babbled on. I ignored her and looked back at the door. It has a poster about getting your pok(mon, which is, of course, two years old.
I sigh and turn away right when the professor swings open the door. "Oh my! I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to be so late! I was trying to get to the door, you see-"
"It's okay, really. I can guess what happened." I cut him off.
"Like, yeah! Don't worry!" Tina says.
He smiles at the three of us. "Alright, then! Come in!" the disheveled looking professor grinned.
The three of us squished though the barely open door to the lab to get our first pok(mon.
(A/N So. how was it? Good awful? Okay? I don't care what you say, I'm gonna continue it anyway - I just want someone to read it. I would write more, but I need to do my homework. So - R & R/F!!)