*Amy*

"Go Pikachu!" I called. The Squirtle sitting in our yard got ready to attack. "Squirt!" (Let's go!) "Pika! Chu!" (I'll beat you! I'm ready!) Pikachu looked at me. I nodded to him. "Pikachu, thundershock!" "Squirtle, use your bubble beam!" called my challenger. "Pika-chuuuu!!!!!" A flash of lightning burst from Pikachu's cheek and hit Squirtle hard. Squirtle was knocked backwards. "Squirt!" (Help!) Squirtle tumbled into his owner and the two fell into the pond behind them. "Pika." (Told you.) I burst out in laughter. "You look like a Grimer!" I said. "Thanks for the compliment." replied my twin sister, Anglea. Me, (I'm Amy,) and my sister were trying out our new pokemon. Today was our birthday, and our parents gave us our first pokemon! Tomorrow, we start on our pokemon journey! We can't wait. I better tell you about us. We're both 10, and we love pokemon! (can't you tell?) I have brown hair, green eyes, and an adventurous spirit. But my sister has blond hair, blue eyes, and she'd rather sit reading a book. I helped my sister and her pokemon out of the pond. "Well, you beat me…good job. You too Pikachu." she said. Pikachu nodded, then flushed. "Girls," my mom called. "It's getting late and you have to get up early. Come wash up for supper!" So we gathered our pokemon into their balls and paraded inside. Our father looked up from his paper as we walked by. "Anglea! What happened to you?" My mother glanced quizzically at us. We quickly explained. "Well, go get a shower." my mom said. "We'll wait." So Anglea climbed the stairs to wash herself. I sat down on the sofa to watch the pokemon battles on TV.


*Amy*
An hour later, Anglea came down wearing a pair of jeans with a blue shirt. I was wearing the same thing, but with a purple shirt. "What took you?" I asked, not looking away from the battle. "I couldn't get the sand out of my hair." she replied coolly. "I going to warm up dinner." mom said. Moments later, we sat down to our favorite meal, tacos! As I piled my plate with Spanish rice and taco junk, I said, mainly to my sister, "Well, where do you want to go first?" Anglea looked up from her plate. "It would be logical to just go in order." "Good idea." my dad said. "uh um.." mumbled mom. She wasn't paying attention. Just then, the videophone rang. Chansey, who startled easily, ran to shut off the phone. I beat her to it and answered it. "Kenton residents." I said. "Hello, this is Professor Ivy from the Orange Islands. I have randomly chosen two children from Pallet to do something for me, and it looks like you and your sister are it." She said smiling. By this time my family was standing by me listening. "What kind of 'something?'" my father asked. "Oh well, Professor Oak has something for me and I need to study it." she explained. "What is it?" I asked, my curiosity taking over. "A pokemon." she replied. "A pokemon?" we repeated. "Why can't you send it with a poke ball transporter?" Anglea asked over my shoulder. "We tried, but the signal wouldn't pick up…" she said. Anglea and I conferenced together using our expressions. "We accept!" we said. "Great! I'll tell Oak the good news!" Ivy said hanging up. I turned the phone off. "Well then," said mother, whom was very surprised. "You girls had better go and get some rest." she finished. So we ran up the stairs and into our room. As we changed into our pj's we discussed our new mission. "What kind of pokemon could it be?" "A new type maybe?" Anglea climbed into bed as I set the alarm clock, turned out the lights, and switched our Voltorb nightlight on. "Good night." we said to each other. As I fell asleep, I wondered what the next day would bring.