Past, present, or future life was all the same to me. A thick humdrum routine. That is until I was fourteen and allowed out on my own finally a being allowed to be a Pokemon mistress. Notice how I didn't use the word master, you could say I'm a bit of a feminist but hey it's not like you'd care you could just stop reading this if you like. I was told to properly leave my "legacy" as a Pokemon Mistress I "needed" a to write my whole wonderful life story. Wonderful? As if.

I figure there's enough stories of XXX wants to be a Pokemon master/mistress. XXX gets a Pokemon he/she loves. XXX endures the hardships of badges while helping everyone they met. XXX enters many leagues and wins many badges and gets many Pokemon through trial. XXX is now Pokemon master/mistress. Too bad I wasn't one of those. Isn't that tragic?

This is awfully pessimistic of me I guess but it's true? Anyway I wasn't the least bit like that. You might even call me laughable. You see, not every Pokemon trainer is constantly hyper from mountain dew and adventures with all sorts of lovable characters. I certainly wasn't.

Anyway it started out I got a Pokemon from my local center like every other Pokemon trainer. I however was more excited about living off on my own than becoming famous or maybe just battling for money. The only thing I had been sad about living was the place that I nearly lived, not my home but my karate gym and teacher.

So I was off.

Oh you want to know what Pokemon I got? Or per chance some details? I guess if I have to.

It was a day like any other where the sun shone bright and the clean air and new dewy plant life, the kind that you can admire while you ride your bike down the cobbled worn pathway of the Pokemon Celadon City Gym. Actually it wasn't like that. It was raining hard and I splashed through a myriad number of puddles and grumbled about how I had no need of taking a shower that morning.

I left my bike outside know it would probably float down the street and then I'd have to walk home. Oh Joy. Needless to say, I wasn't in the best of moods.

Inside the gym is was very stuffy with pollen and my allergies started acting up. My shabby attire I had managed to pull out of my closet had only been an over-sized white worn blouse while I pulled a cloth blue sleeveless shirt over it. I found a pair of wrinkled black Capri pants on the floor of the closet the size of my room. Until I gained my bit of fame my family wasn't living very lavishly. I had been living in a one-floor house with a patched same color carpet in the two bedrooms and an unstained brownish wood floor in the kitchen and bathroom. Windows were scattered around the house and my parents did the best they could to make it look homey.

Suddenly I snapped out of my mini daydream. I groaned when I looked at my choice of shoes I had absent mindedly thrown on. I had one black sneaker and one blue sneaker. Fortunately one was left and the other right. I couldn't get new sneakers now I'd had brought my patched backpack of meager supplies so that after would I could start right off on my journey.

Grudgingly I walked up to the desk and as sweetly as I could muster this morning I briefly said with a hints of vinegar in my voice: "Good Morning, I'm Tael Winner I'm here to register for the Pokemon league and get my Pokemon today" which was a typically response, though I really felt like saying "Look, I'm tired, wet and hungry (I only had a strawberry nutrigrain bar for breakfast) let me see Erica damn it." But of course Nurse Joy may not have liked that if I said that and besides there were children there it wouldn't have been nice of me. I'm ever so concerned about things like that.

Nurse Joy smiled at me and said as if it were an automatic response: "Here's you're pokedex and starters survival Pokemon kit. Go down the hall and to your right is where you'll find the new trainers section. Thank you and have a nice day."

They might as well as had a tape recorder and a package on the desk.

Anyway with my black haired pony tail swishing behind me I looked for the door the Nurse had told me about. I reached for the doorknob and I distinctly remember yawning of some odd reason. I oddly remember I may have been nervous that night before. Go figure.

A boy was challenging Erica at the moment so I decided to watch. The boy (obviously a novice) had called out a Geodude and was pitifully losing. I shrugged it off and went over to the "selection area" it was off in a small corner of the room. The sign with over the rack read.

Dear future trainer,

This is where you will close your first Pokemon look to your left and there will be a computer screen start the program to help you select your Pokemon.

Those directions were easy enough and I wasn't a baby I didn't need someone watching me. It was a touch screen so I touched the area of the screen where the button: Touch to start program was. I noticed the screen needed a good windexing it was grimy with fingerprints.

Next a it told me to smile-so I did. A bright flash came and took my I.D. photo. Then I was told to insert my pokedex, I did that and waited by the wall. The last thing was the little "quiz" to see which Pokemon I was to have. I glanced back at the row of Poke balls faintly I notices one with a pink top and two yellow dots near the opening button. You guess it that one was soon to be mine. I had no idea at the time of course.

The quiz was things like, your favorite color I answered white.

Personality traits: (this one was tough) doesn't like wasting time and very sincere with what I say (If I don't like you I can tell it to your face that was just a nice way of putting it) and because I felt like it I added hopeful.

Eye color Dull blue

Dog or Cat: Cat

Age: 14

Gender: Female (obviously)

Hair color black

Name: Tael Winner

Favorite sports: Volleyball and Karate

Okay so I was a bit unusual.

PROCESSING, PLEASE WAIT.

The computer made a bunch of funny noises I thought for a moment it was going to explode. I momentarily thought of ducking down to safely.

A poke ball was tossed at me and I jumped up to catch it. It was the pink one all right. The computer screen read: Congratulations your new Pokemon is a Jigglypuff!

"A JIGGLYPUFF?" I near screamed the computer and then the Poke ball.

My lovely luck.