Okay; here it is! My pokémon fanfic.
This is the very first time I've ever written a pokémon fic, and I honestly have no idea why I posted it, I just thought it'd be a little bit of fun, and I'm curious as to what people might think on my style of writing, as I am doing original writing coursework. So if you review, tips are appreciated, though as it says on my profile.. I get offended pretty easily, it runs in the family. Haha.

This fic is based on roleplay characters that myself and friends roleplay on various websites; therefore, we do own all of the characters, apart from Professor Oak, and the pokémon. *sob*

Chapter one: New Beginnings.
Rosie POV.

I danced around my bedroom, unable to control my excitement for tomorrow. I would finally be able to get my own pokémon after an agonising 10 years of waiting. Ever since I'd seen that bulbasaur playing around in the forest when I was a tiny little girl, I knew I wanted one. The way it resembled a young dinosaur, or a toad. It's red eyes had immediately caught my attention, as had the onion-shaped bulb on its back, and blue-green spots randomly placed around its body. From that day, I just had to have one, and hopefully, tomorrow would be that day. The day me, and my two best friends would finally start our pokémon journeys.
"Come on, Rosie. Time for bed," I heard mum call from her bedroom,
"But mum, how can I sleep when I get my first pokémon, tomorrow?" I called back, frowning.
"Listen, I know you're excited, but the sooner you get to sleep, the sooner tomorrow comes," She told me as she walked into my bedroom. I sighed, and nodded,
"Alright," I mumbled, dragging myself over to my bed, and crawled under my covers, closing my eyes as mum turned off the light, "Night, mum," I smiled,
"Good night," She replied. I closed my eyes, and slowly drifted off into a deep slumber.

Seats were being filled quickly, the arena which had just been empty a few seconds ago was now crowded with people looking for empty chairs. Meanwhile, I saw myself staring out of the cove which I would soon be walking through, staring my opponent – and rival in the face. This battle would be intense, I knew it, and Joshua knew it.
"On my right, we have Joshua O'Grady from Two Island!" The announcer told the audience. My opponents figure came into view, along with his flame red hair. The crowd roared, and butterflies filled my stomach. Joshua O'Grady, the lightning pokémon legend, as others would call him. I closed my eyes, and took a deep breath. "And on my left, we have Rosie!" Rosie. That was my name. The butterflies returned. I walked out of the cove, Josh's outfit becoming clearer, the crowd's cheering becoming louder, filling my ears. Bright lights surrounded the stage, and the two opponents – me and Josh – stared each other down, ready for the battle to begin. "Each contestant will use three pokémon each, and the winner will be the trainer who defeats all three of their opponents pokémon," We looked at the announcer as she told us the rules, both nodding in unison.
"And so the battle begins," I whispered, smirking at Josh as we both pulled out our first choice in pokéballs. Josh tossed his in the air,
"Elekid, let's show the world how it's done!" He called as the pokéball opened in mid-air, a flash of light filling a small area. The yellow, round-bodied pokémon had two black stripes circling around his arms, and a black lightning bolt on his chest, feet were round, and toeless, resembling shoes, in an odd way. I tossed my own pokéball into the air,
"Let's show them what we're made of, -"
"Rosie!" My mum's voice filled my head, what was she doing, calling my name as I was about to call out my pokémon, and win this battle.

"Rosie! Come on, it's time to get up!" She called again, and my eyes slowly opened. I frowned. So, it was just a dream? Well, that sucked. But, hold on, didn't I get my pokémon today? I jumped out of bed, and ran over to my wardrobe, grabbing my grey t-shirt, and shorts, changing into them immediately before grabbing my bag.
"Mum, I'm going to get my pokémon!" I called to her, leaving before she could even run down the stairs.
I made my way to Prof. Oak's lab. Yes. Today, me and my best friends would start our journey, and it would be the best day of our lives.

"Professor!" I yelled, waving my arms about, extremely excited.
"Ah, Rosie. Just in time," He smiled at me. I nodded, slowing down as I neared the small group of people, new trainers, and their parents. "We have one pokémon left, and I expect you'll be very happy with this one," He told me. I couldn't help but grin, 'Please let it be a bulbasaur,' I begged. "Follow me," He ordered, I nodded, almost jogging in front of him eagerly. We stepped into the building, and he picked the last pokéball left, handing it to me. I looked at the red and white sphere in my hand, this was just too cool; and whatever pokémon was in here, would be my partner. My new best friend. My gaze switched from the pokéball, to Professor Oak, who nodded. I smiled, and tossed it into the air,
"Come on out," I called, watching the bright light fill a small area; just like it had in my dream. The light shaped a bulbasaur, and I squealed, picking it up. "Alright! I got a bulbasaur!" I cried out, hugging it. I slipped the pokéball into my pocket, unable to bring myself to put it back inside, "Thank you so much, professor," I smiled, he nodded, and I walked back out of the lab. As I exited, the first thing I noticed was my two best friends, Eve and Alec. Eve was about 4'5, and had chocolate-copper hair, along with deep, chocolate brown eyes, whereas Alec was around 4'7, and had chestnut brown hair, along with blue eyes. Me? I was about the same as Eve, maybe an inch taller, my hair was golden-blonde, and I had hazel eyes, with the occasional hint of grey.
"Hey, Rosie, over here!" Alec called, I laughed, heading over towards the two; which was what I planned to do anyway. "So, you got a bulbasaur, huh?" He asked with a grin, "Well, check this out," He smirked, pulling his own pokéball out and pressing the small button in the middle. Without even throwing it, a charmander appeared. "Charmander here would totally own your bulbasaur, considering the type advantage," He grinned. Alec, always the cocky one.
"Yeah, well, how about my squirtle? Come on out, little guy," Eve said, throwing her own pokéball into the air, revealing a squirtle. I smiled. So, we all got the standard starter pokémon, huh? This would be interesting.

"Nice pokémon," I heard a new voice, and frowned; Joshua O'Grady. Myself and Joshua went way back, rivals since we were little kids. We'd always argue, whether it was over a blanket at nap time, or a toy at play time. Sure, we got along occasionally, but then he moved to Two Island when we were 6. We'd still argue over the phone, though, about multiple things. "It's a shame they'd never live up to my pokémon's expectations," He snickered. I rolled my eyes, and stepped forward,
"Oh yeah, wonna bet?" I challenged. He raised an eyebrow, and turned his head, chuckling.
"Sure. Just remember, I wont go easy on you," He smirked, pulling out his pokéball and releasing an elekid. An elekid? How did he get one of those? This was just confusing, until I'd remembered him telling me about how he got a pokémon when he moved, and I'd never believed him. Guess he was telling the truth. So, he probably set off on his journey straight away when he turned 10. I knew I would've if I'd already had a pokémon. I let Bulbasaur leap out of my arms, and he stood in front of me.

So, theres thee first chapter, let me know what you think(: