My name's Chris. I just turned 10 about 5 hours ago at midnight. I haven't been able to sleep at all. I guess the excitement's just been bubbling up in me. You see, today I can qualify for my pokemon license and get my first pokemon from Professor Oak in Pallet Town. It's a big step in every kid's life. It's such a big step that all my greatest efforts to fall asleep haven't worked at all. I've spent the last half an hour staring out of my bedroom window watching the sunrise on this autumn morning. The trees have only just started losing color and I never really noticed it until just now. But then again, I've had almost an hour to take in the wondrous details of my front lawn… Sigh… There goes my alarm clock. No need for it, though. I set it off before it even gets going and I just sigh to myself. I know I'll be tired later on but if I go to sleep now I'll miss the whole day.
I've been dressed since 5am. I knew then that I wouldn't get a wink of sleep. Professor Oak's lab opens at 7am so I've got a good hour or so to kill before setting off towards Pallet Town, which isn't that far 'cause I live in Viridian City. It's really right next door. Viridian City is nice, I guess. My friends are all here but I guess I wouldn't really have many friends outside of Viridian City. I don't see much else of Kanto.
Geez, is my clock broken? Time sure is taking its, erm, time…
I guess I'd might as well get downstairs and make myself some breakfast. My whole family is still sleeping; Mom, Dad, my sister and brother. They're all sound asleep. I bet they don't appreciate sleep… Oh, but some bacon sounds nice. Some bacon and toast, yeah, that'll be great. Not too hard to make at all, either.
Y'know, I'm no stranger to pokemon. I've grown up around them, really. My family owns five Pidgeys, several Nidorans, and my sister owns a Rapidash she's raised since it was a Ponyta. My brother never much cared for animals but it's my turn to get my own pokemon. Nobody else in my family's really done this kind of thing. It was really all a matter of buying the pokemon and raising them. No one in my family ever really took the opportunity to become a real trainer. Oop, toast's done!
After finishing my small breakfast it's about 6:30am, which means I should get to Pallet Town just as Professor Oak's opening his lab. I guess it's all for the best really, me not falling asleep at all. This way, I'll have first pick of my pokemon! I'll just leave a note saying I've gone to Professor Oak's and be off. My family won't worry too much. They never do.
It's a little brisk outside, but no reason for me to back and get a scarf or something. The sun's already shining nicely and its rays are warm against my skin. It's nice to be outside after several hours of being cooped up in my room. However, the sun's rays hurt my eyes a lot more than they should. It feels like they're bashing against the back of my eyeballs!
Some wild pokemon are running through the tall grass and the bird pokemon are chirping away. I guess they should enjoy what remains of summer while it lasts. Oh, I can see Pallet Town now. Man, it's not nearly as beautiful as Viridian City. It's a very small town. It doesn't even have it's own pokemon center or a store. Just a bunch of houses and of course Professor Oak's lab. Unfortunately for me, his lab is all the way in the back of Pallet Town.
I pass the houses that make up pretty much all of Pallet Town. Hardly anyone is awake yet. It seems like a ghost town with no noise coming from any of the houses. I'd be creeped out if I didn't it was so early in the morning. Well, after much more walking (oh boy), I reach Professor Oak's lab. It really is a sight for sore eyes- very sore eyes. The glass doors slid open to my relief and I stepped into the air-conditioned lobby. Professor Oak soon came out from behind another set of glass sliding doors.
"Ah, hello there! You're awfully early. What is it I can help you with?"
"I'm here for my pokemon license and my first pokemon, sir."
"Ah! So you'd like to take the pokemon challenge, eh?"
"Yes sir," I say politely. If there's one thing I learned from my mother it's that you don't want to do anything around an adult they might not like…
"Well then, follow me!"
Professor Oak was surprisingly enthusiastic. He yawned several times leading me through the set of glass sliding doors he had came through. It lead to a circular room with many machines lining the walls, no doubt used in his study of pokemon. In the middle of the room was something almost like a pedestal but also like something from a science fiction movie. It held in three indents three pokeballs, small labels beneath each one.
"There'll be some paperwork for you to fill out," Professor Oak said as I drifted to the three pokeballs. One of them had my pokemon in it… "Um, what was your name again?" I turn to look at him. I had almost forgot he was even there!
"Oh, my name's Chris."
"Well, Chris, I suppose you know what to do. Pick a pokemon and then we can tackle these forms!"
Even before he said these words I was already picking up each pokeball, almost weighing them. I made sure not to mix them up, repeatedly glancing back at the labels to see the name of the pokemon inside. I already had a good idea which pokemon I wanted, but I had to think it over again to make sure.
"Well?" Professor Oak asks.
"I've decided," I say smiling.
"Very good! Well, let's go to the living room and we can fill out all the paperwork!"
He leads me through the glass doors again as I clutch Charmander's pokeball in my right hand.