Touko's POV
I was merely 6 years old when I first met Cheren. I was in kindergarten. I was playing with my best friend Bianca. We were at the park with our parents. I couldn't stop staring at the boy sitting under a tree. His face was in a book. He wore red rimmed glasses and had navy blue hair.
"Hey Touko you okay?" Bianca questioned. I looked over my left shoulder.
"Yeah. I'm fine Bianca. Hey do you know who that kid is?" I questioned.
"Hey that's my neighbor. What was his name? It was something like Chris or Cress. I can't remember." Bianca confesses. I should have known. Bianca isn't the best listener. I then see some 2nd graders come towards the boy. I walk up a little closer so that I could hear what they were saying.
"Hey guys, look at this. It's a guy reading a book!" I think the kid that said that was sort of the leader of the group.
"Reading is for girls!" Another kid added in. I thought that was mean. I kept coming in a little closer to listen in.
"Well I think you would learn a thing or two if you read a book. But since you are all jocks I don't think you could read if you tried." The boy fought back.
"You take that back!" the leader yelled.
"No." the kid replied.
"That's it! Jacob, James let's teach this kid a lesson." The leader demands. Two of the kids pin the boy's arms to the tree.
"Hey stop that!" I yell. I get between the 2nd graders and the kid.
"Move it brat! We have to teach this kid a lesson!" the leader yelled.
"No way. Besides I agree with him. It wouldn't kill you to read a book!" I yell. The leader stops for a second.
"Let him go. He's not worth it." The leader says. The two guys that were pinning the little boy to the tree let go and followed behind him. The boy didn't say anything. He simply picked up his book and started to walk away.
"You're welcome for saving you." I say and I point my nose away from him.
"I didn't need any help." The boy replied.
"Really? If it wasn't for m, your face would be black and blue by now!" I fight back.
"I guess you're right." The boy replied. "By the way my name is Cheren." The boy stated. He pushes his glasses up and walks away. I was left in the field. The wind blew gently and my hair blew with it.
"Cheren." His name passed my lips. For the next 4 years, Bianca, Cheren, and I were best friends. We all promised that we would start our journey together. That day has finally come. Bianca, Cheren, and I have all turned 10 and we are ready to start the most important moment of our lives. The day we become Pokémon trainers.
