Chapter 1: Starting Of a Dream
"What am I suppose to bring! I should of thought ahead, shouldn't I? But I just don't have the energy or the brain power to think ahead." I mumbled as I paced around my room, "Ouch!" I said as I tripped over my chair in my room, it being covered in clothes that I did not notice. I looked at a letter, which was on it. I I knew that you would forget to pack and also have no idea what to pack as I told you four other times! Pack some gear and some clothes! This is the fifth time I wrote it down! Do I need to do everything for ---- /I I read it then ripped the paper apart and threw it in the trash, oh look, I missed, I always knew that I shouldn't of tried out for the basketball team, no wonder everyone laughed at me when I played.
"I wonder if any of this stuff is clean." I said kicking my clothes into the closet, which was swung open I never bothered to close it, just to difficult. I looked in my dresser with my untouched clothes, which basically means the clothes that I will never wear, I just have. I grabbed my backpack, grading it, making a path through the clothes on the floor. "Come on!" I complained as I jerked it forward, a strap got tangled with a lace of some shirt or something. I jerked it out of the tangle. I pushed it open as I threw in the pairs of clothes messily along with some clothes on the floor, which I thought were neat, so many clothes, all day to do this, I hated Professor Elm for some reason, maybe he just talked and talked and he is annoying at the same time, and I thought that was my job.
"I wonder if I can go out in my pajamas, I do not know what to wear." I said just kicking some clothes up onto my bed that was on the floor, it was my closet, but on the ground. I just picked the random clothes and put them on, it being tan khakis and a white tee-shirt, I combed my brown hair, which was a little spiked up, but not that much. I rubbed my light green eyes, "Does this look good?" I mumbled to myself, as I kicked my bag, it going on its other side, "I know I am forgetting something." I said looking at my desk. "My pokedex, like duh!" I said as I grabbed my pokedex, pokeballs, and my two potions I just randomly found, uh, nevermind Professor Elm gave it to me, even though I hate him.
"This is cursed, its like metallic." I said looking at my pokedex, "I ordered a green one, not a red one! I knew he was too stupid to do what I asked, just to be annoying and he is stupid I hate him!" I shouted as I shoved the pokedex in my pocket. I walked out of my room finally and hsiut the door, I kicked a piece of clothing, which was sticking out of my door.
I walked down our steps and to the kitchen, it being next to the door of leaving the house, "Mike, just get someone to travel with you so you don't become roadkill." My mom said, as I past her to leave the house. She was eating some toast.
"Right mom, I want my fifteen
minutes of fame when I'm dead. I am just going to like go now and find some
pokemon to capture. Bye mom." I have no idea what she is talking about, I am
careful, yes I am… I can lie to myself all I want.
"Don't let the rabid Rattata bite."
"If I only knew which ones were rabid, and which ones were not. I won't catch a Rattata period, just let me go!" I complained as I went o the door and opened it.
"Call me everyday or I will hunt you down." She muffled eating her toast as I left the door, ignoring her. I closed the door and looked out at the green grass outside. I smelled the air as I smelled the morning dew, "What the censored is that smell. That's just wrong!"
"I wonder if…" I then hesitated thinking about it, "I forgot he failed the test with flying colors, but I passed with… Uh not really flying colors, lets just say just a color." I continued to mumble to myself.
"I should go and look for a pokemon, yes. I should not go on a pokemon journey without a pokemon. Hm a gym battle with threowing pokeballs at the pokemon, now that is just a weird thing to think of."
"Squirtle, water gun!" A trainer shouted,a s the voice said feminine. It must be a pokemon battle, I ran over to the source, kicking a few rocks and tripping a few times, but that's not the point. Squirtle nodded towards its trainer as it released a stream of water towards a Rattata. The other trainer shouted as it fell on the ground, fainted. He returned his pokemon, the female smiled as she returned her Totodile. I raised a brow looking at them, Professor Elm must of gaven them pokemon today and must be battling, heh, they cannot get a pokemon for themselves, can they?
The female trainer looked behind the tree where I was standing, I made rustling so I was quite easy to hear. "Someone there, I see your hand." She announced as I jumped in shock and looked towards her steeping away from the tree. "I was only loking for a bee hive, get some honey." I responded as quick as I can.
"Really?" She said as she raised a brow in response looking up a branch.
"Actually I was running away from this Caterpie that was on a rampage, that gooy stuff." I reannoundced as she laughed a bit, "Yeah right loser, you just wanted to spy on hot girls like me." She said as she walked away from me. I raised a brow in response as I did not think of that at all, "Actually I find you ugly!" I shouted in a reponse as she just ignored me and walked away, she was wearing a blue cloak so I could not really even see her face.
I laid my bag down on the ground just leaning up against a tree, "This is hard, I want to get my pokemon now. Come here, come here, I got some sandwiches for you.
"Actually you don';t have any, those pack of Rattatas are eating them. They usually steal food from STUPID trainers, no wonder you were a target." The pokedex muffled in my pocket as I heard it and took it out.
"Why am I a target? They just want my moms cooking! It is quite…" I hesitated for a second, "Bad…"
"They take anything from stupid trainers."
"Even rotten eggs?"
"Yes. Just as long they are stupid."
"They just like my moms cooking, dude."
"Don't argue with me, I know I am right."
"Shut up." I closed my pokedex and shoved it back in my pocket, where it belongs.
"I am not going to argue with a stupid machine, which is the wrong order. You got something wrong with you, just remain silent and we can become best friends."
The branch went lower as some sort of weight was on it, I looked up see a Caterpie, it wiggling on the branch of the tree. I took a pokabll fronm my belt and just threw the ball at it. "Go Pokeball!" I announced as the ball hit the branch, the Caterpie being forced to disconnect with it, it made an angry look on its face as the pink pads on top of its head begin to shoot out a white string.
"Ah! Gooey stuff!" I shouted as it hit my right in the head, the enraged Caterpie just continued to do it.