Chapter 1: My Very Own, Very First Pokemon

6:00 am, my day begins. I wake up and do the usual. Brush my teeth, shower, get dressed, and brush my hair. Then I went downstairs and ate breakfast, cereal, and went back upstairs. I got out my beloved backpack, my first side backpack, and started packing. I brought:

Another set of Clothes

Clothes line

Cloak

Contest Clothes

Matches

Notebook

Pencils

Small Pot

Canteen

Poke balls

Potions/Status Heals

It was about 7:00 when I finished. I went outside to my rather large garden and got to work. I picked whatever was ripe and cut down everything else. I then turned the soil a little and put all my tools in the shed and went back inside. I showered again and redressed, this time in the clothes I deemed fit for traveling, and did my hair. I usually just brush my hair, but I remember when I was little I was watching cartoons and saw the most amazing hairstyle. It's where you put all your hair, save a small section on one side, into a ponytail. Then you just put a bandana on. Now it was about 9:30. I guess now's as good time as ever to head over to the lab. But…

I was going out the door when something caught my eye. It was a suitcase. That was a few inches shorter than me. 1 foot thick, 2 feet wide.

"Mom?" I call out.

"Yes, Angel?" She replies from somewhere in her room.

"Is it just me, or is there a giant suitcase next to the door?"

"Well, Sweetie, that depends. Is it the front door?"

"Yeah."

"Oh, then Darling, it's not just you."

"It was a figure of speech" I mutter to myself. "Well, what's it doing there?"

She walks out of her room, clad in her silk bathrobe. "Ha-ha! Baby, you're so funny. Why that's your stuff. I packed it for you last night.

"Don't you think it's a little impractical?"

"What do you mean?"

"You don't think that it would be hard to travel with?"

"Kind of, but it's filled with necessities."

Looking at the bag I packed for myself, "I find it hard to believe that I would need so many things."

"Honey Pumpkin, a woman has many needs."

With that line, I got a funny feeling about what was in that suitcase. After exerting myself quite a bit, I managed to get it on its side and opened it.

"…"

"Sweetums, what's wrong?" My mother asked.

"… Is it just me… or is this filled with dresses?"

"Of course not Dearie, it has corsets too. As well as makeup, a sewing kit, a picnic blanket, skirts, and many other necessities." She beamed at me.

"Mom…"

"What is it, Precious?"

"… I gotta go, bye!" And I rushed out the door.

"Wait! Charlotte, Angel, Sweetie, Darling, Baby, Honey Pumpkin, Sweetums, Dearie, Precious! Come back! You forgot your suitcase!"

So, finally, at about 9:45, I head over to the lab, which was just down the road. When I went in, I saw Professor Birch at the far end of the lab, looking very eager as he observed something or another in a fancy looking something or another. Nearby was an empty table. I walked over to him.

"Heya, Professor."

"Charlotte, nice to see you. What brings you here today?"

"Um… I'm here to get my first Pokemon." I got the feeling something was up.

"Oh… Ah, about that… Well, you see… Um… how should I put this?"

"Put what?"

"I have to be blunt with you. The last starter was given to a nice little boy about 5 minutes ago."

"…"

"Charlotte? Are you okay?"

"Really?"

"Yeah, really."

"Do you have any other Pokemon?"

"No… I'm sorry Charlotte. I know how much you had riding on this. But honestly, taking over your family business isn't that bad. Besides, if you really don't want to, you can just wait until next year."

"Next year… Yeah, sure. Next year."

"See, it's not that bad."

"Wait! Next year?"

"Yeah. Next year."

"No way! I wouldn't wait for my –

Just then I was cut off by a glowing light. It was what Professor Birch was looking at earlier. Now that I could see it, it looked like an oversized egg in a container of sorts. It had a flat bottom, was shaped like a bird cage, but whereas a bird cage has bars, it had a sealed glass top. He opened the container and carefully placed the egg on the table. It glowed even brighter and changed shape. Then the light slowly died out, and on the table, stood my very own, very first Pokemon.