May couldn't believe that Brendan was the son of the famous Professor Birch.

He was rude and ignorant. She stepped outside and stared at his house, wondering

about her grade on the test. Not that she cared. Then, she heard a rustle in the bushes on

the side of the house. Could it be.. a Pokémon? No, the only Pokemon in this town, well, they

all belonged to Professor Birch. She opened the door again and thought no more about it.

After dinner, May looked out the window, and suddenly remembered the movement. It was raining hard.

"Hey, Mom, I saw a movement outside earlier.. Could it be a Pokemon? I mean.." she stared, and her Mom

interupted. "No, of course not, there's no Pokémon here, except Torchic, Treecko, and Mudkip, and other trainer's

Pokemon. It must've been your imagination," was her answer.

Of course she doesn't believe me. She whould if she'd saw it for herself.

Maybe it was a Pokemon after all. Would a better look hurt? She looked out this window for the last time.

The window was very wet, but through it, she could see a blurry image of orange and yellow on the grass in front of the

window. There was something moving out there after all. She hurried out the door and went to the Pokemon, Torchic.

On the road lied a Torchic, one of the starters in Hoenn. And, it was barely living. It was a Fire type, so

it wouldn't last must longer in the rain. May picked up the poor Torchic, and hurried back inside.

She told her mom and dad, but they thought it was just some realistic toy. There was no use; they'd never believe May.

Why couldn't we have moved to Petalburg City instead? she thought as she headed to her room.

May put Torchic on her bed, only to let it lay unconscious.