"Jubes, get down already!" A voice yelled my most hated nickname from somewhere downstairs. It didn't sound too happy. I groaned and rolled over in my bead, stuffing my face into my pillow. That was a mistake. It was stale and smelled of sweat, which was when I realised that I had been sweating throughout the entire night. That's when I remembered last night's nightmare. I groaned again and rolled out of bed with a muffled "Umf!" when another voice, this one more masculine than the last, yelled from downstairs.

"C'mon man, Adam, Tristan AND Trevor all have their starters and they're showing off!" At this, I bolted out of my room, locked the bathroom door, took a two minute shower, dried off only using a towel (I hate blow-driers) and changed into my travel gear. I stopped for a minute to look at myself in the mirror. I am wearing a red tank top with a thick grey stripe on the sides, my black fingerless gloves, the top half is black with a white and red stripe cutting it in half, and the bottom is grey, I'm wearing a new pair of jeans, which were being held up by my brand new Pokémon belt that my mom got me for my new journey. I have dark brown eyes and, much to everyone's surprise, snow white hair. My hair Sticks up in every direction, just like my dad's hair.

I should probably tell you a little about myself. I'm twelve and live in a small house with my mom and grandmother. We live in Pallet town, and my grandmother owns the restaurant down the street. Most people say that I'm small for my age, standing at only four-feet-ten, but always marvel at how big my feet and hands are. They never believe me when I tell them that I wear a size nine shoe. I'm also known for my ability to scale trees in a matter of almost five seconds flat.

I have three best friends, Cassandra, Zach and Max. Max's dad is the famous Pokémon watcher, Tracey Sketchit. Max is a little bit taller than me, with a much stockier build. He has thick black hair that is always swept across his forehead from the left to the right. Zach's parents are Dawn and Kenny. Dawn is a world famous Pokémon co-ordinator, and even though neither of his parents has, Zach has blond hair. The one thing that stands out most when you first see Zack is…well…his sheer size! At the age of twelve, my friend was six feet tall, weighing around two-hundred fifty pounds of pure muscle. He once beat my dad's Snorlax in a wrestling match! My last friend is Cassandra. Her parents are May and Drew. She's the only one out of all my friends that's smaller than me. She has jet black hair that reaches her mid-back, chocolate brown eyes and a cute little smile. She loves to read fantasy books and she's the youngest out of the three of us, having only turned eleven yesterday.

As I ran down the stairs, I could hear a sigh of relief coming from Cassie. Even though she already had Luke, she wanted to get going just as much as we did.

"What, you missed me?" I smirked as I jumped the last four steps, landing lightly on my feet without making a sound. That earned me a smack on the head from Your Highness.

"I'm kidding, I'm kidding!" I told her, rubbing the top of my head. Zach chuckled lightly as I grabbed a piece of toast from the table.

"Wha-?" I asked him, my mouth partially stuck together from the PB&J.

"Oh nothing" He replied nonchalantly, and with that we headed out the door.

X X X

"Yes, we're here!" I yelled loudly. After twenty minutes of us trudging around town, we arrived at the professors' lab. As we walked through the front door, we noticed some bookshelves and a few scientists working on computers. We continued to walk down the hallway when we came across another door. We knocked and a voice inside told us to come in.

As we stepped through the doorway, the man standing behind the counter glanced at us quickly before his eyes rested on me.

"So, you're Ketchum's son." The statement was directed towards me.

"Um…yeah, Ketchum is my last name." I stated rather densely while Cassandra face-palmed.

"Anyway, I suppose you're here for your first Pokémon, right?"

"Of course!" I jumped, suddenly very excited.

"Good" The professor replied. "I have three starters, one for each of you it seems."

Zach immediately blurted "I call Squirtle!"

"Zach," I scolded "Where are your manners. Ladies first." Both Cassandra and the professor laughed when I said this, and Zach's face turned a light shade of pink. To save him from embarrassment, Cassandra said

"It's all right, I wanted Bulbasaur anyway." She said to no one in particular.

"Woohoo! I get Charmander!" I yelled enthusiastically. We all picked up our respective poke balls and thanked the professor for our pokedexes and poke balls. As we walked out, I asked the professor what his name was and he replied saying,

"Oak. Gary Oak."