This is Destinysfailure, STILL reporting to you from New Bark Town! Things are looking bright for Jen. She's got her first Pokemon, her FIRST phone number, and hey, she's not in her house! But what kinds of twists is she in for on this Pokemon adventure? Guess we'll find out in Chapter two of Pokeventure!

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ChapterTwo

MyRival…or not

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I was super-pumped to get my adventure started. As soon as I left Oak's lab (or, as I saw it, the former Déjà vu), I looked back at the wonderfully huge square building. I caught a quick glimpse of blonde hair, though. As I peered at the side of the building my heart stopped, dropping about five miles in my chest. There stood a boy, in a tight-fitting black shirt and black jeans, peering into Oak's side window. His face was chiseled carefully, and his studious look melted me inside. Suddenly his eyes turned to me, revealing a set of beautiful brown eyes. His hair fell across part of his eye, and he approached me, hands in his pockets. Although he looked kind of mad, I was intrigued.

"Jen," he said, narrowing his eyes. I could have fallen over. His voice was deep and beautiful.

"Kendall," I breathed. Hey, I practically NAMED the guy.

"Oak gave you a Pokémon. Let me see it," he said. Cyndaquil poked its head out from behind my legs and approached Kendall slowly. He reached out for it and it approached him. I found this behavior kind of surprising. I kind of got this feeling that he was going to be an asshole. Then, suddenly, he stood and kicked my Cyndaquil back to me. I quickly stepped in front of my Pokémon, arms extended, and gave him a nasty look.

"Don't kick around my Pokémon, jerk," I said. He shrugged.

"It looks weak, just like you," he replied. I then noticed our faces were very close. I could feel his breath on my lips. I felt weak again. He froze, suddenly becoming less of an ass. His hand reached out towards me, as if to touch my arm, but he quickly pulled it back. "No. I have to go. I need to get my own Pokémon so I can beat you."

"Why the hell do you need to beat me?" I asked.

"I've been your rival since birth, Jen," he said. "Our mothers were best friends, don't you remember? Geesh. It's like you've been asleep for seventeen years. We've grown up competing against each other."

"No…no, we haven't. Have we?" I felt very unsure about all of this. Something about Kendall didn't say rival. Something about him said….hot. Very, very hot and very, very sexy.

"Yes. We're only rivals. We've always been rivals. Now, goodbye," he said, walking away. I was left in shock, standing with Sora behind me. I kneeled down beside it and petted its head.

"Quil…quil," it said, almost defeated.

"Sora, don't you worry okay? We're going to make it, without Kendall's interruptions. You're my Pokémon now and I…I'm you're trainer. We can do this right?" I stood, standing and smiling. But wait. I had to go to see Mr. Pokémon. Oh, shit. So I left New Bark Town…but not without Mom stopping me on my way.

"Jen! Oh, Jen! Were you going to leave without saying goodbye to your Mother?" she asked.

"Uh, yeah, that's pretty much what I was going to do. I have your freakin' number."

"Well, I bought these for you. Running shoes," she said. I took the shoes out of her hands and took my old ones off, throwing them at her. Once I put the new ones on I felt a little more athletic. I did a few stretches and smiled at her genuinely.

"Thanks, Mom," I said. Then she reached in her pocket and gave me a few Poke balls. Empties, too, because I shook them lightly.

"I bought all this for you because….because I want you to be ready for your journey," she told me, smiling. I swear I saw tears build up in her eyes. I wasn't going to cry, I wasn't going to cry…. "You're going to do so great, Jen. I always thought you would."

"T-thanks, Mom," I said, reaching out and hugging her small figure. We both burst out in tears, holding each other. It felt like an eternity. I mean, how would any of you feel if you'd never left your Mom and suddenly had to leave her in one day? It's very depressing and extremely nerve-wracking. I let go of her, though, and nodded. "I have to go now."

"Goodbye, Jen! Good luck!" she said, waving to me. I heard her blow her nose and I was off, onto Route 29. I felt ready and set to go on the biggest adventure of my life.

~Five minutes and two Oran Berries later...~

"I hate RATTATATS!" I screamed to no one but Sora. We both looked at each other with tiredness in our eyes. Five minutes into this adventure shit and we were both wore out. Although Sora was now a level seven and not a level five, he still only knew tackle and growl, and fighting these level three Pokémon in this damn tall grass was getting on my nerves. I reached down to pet his head. We rested for a minute in the not-tall grass when suddenly a young boy appeared. His hat was twisted to the side, and he sported a very ninties looking outfit- a striped shirt and a pair of jean shorts that were very loose. Also he had a pair of Air Jordans on. Damn, they still sold Air Jordans? Mom could have skipped the running shoes and got those- I would have definitely liked them better.

"Hey! Do you know how to catch Pokémon?" he asked brightly. I shook my head wearily. I wasn't sure if I could take any more in that tall grass. Someone should just cut it. He grabbed me by my name and led me into it, against my obvious screaming and shouting. Suddenly a Rattatata appeared, and he released a Pidgey. The Pidgey was a cute, bird Pokémon with colors of red and yellow on its head, and its little chirp was a-freakin-dorable. I wasn't sure if I could take it seriously. Suddenly it ran towards the rat and tackled it. With only that one tackle the Rattatata looked weak, and its breaths came slowly and heavily out of its small mouth. The boy pulled a Poke ball out of his pocket and grinned. He jumped into the air and threw the ball at the Pokémon. The Rattata was quckly enveloped by a lightly and sucked into the red and white ball. The boy and I watched it eagerly as it wiggled from side to side. I actually half-expected the thing to break out. But to our surprise, and his sheer luck, it made a loud clicking noise and I knew he'd probably caught his first Pokémon. He cheered and outstretched his hand, the Poke ball coming safely into his palm.

"Perfect! So, now you know how to catch Pokémon, right?" he asked. I smiled and couldn't help but shake my head in a yes. It didn't seem that hard at all. "Okay, we should trade phone numbers. Tell me what you catch!" We took each others numbers down in our Poke gear and I found his name to be Joey. He was a sweet kid, but he certainly wasn't a Kendall. I kind of missed him. I continued on my journey, with my head held high and excitement still coursing through my veins.

Looks like Jen is ready to continue on her adventure! Tune in next chapter and remember...catch them all! (Or Oak will steal your underwear. Even if you are a boy.)