Uhhh… Sorry about the wait… I really have no other excuse than being lazy… I promise to get some of my other stories updated at some point but I'm going to camp on Monday… So… Yeah…
If anyone wants to submit OC's, please PM me from now on so I can make sure I receive it.
(This chapter went through so many rewrites it's CRAZY!)
DISCLAIMER- ME NO OWN POKEMON
Hi! I'm Meagan, and this is the story of my life. WAIT! Don't leave; it won't be ALL of it, just the main parts. Let's begin at the, well, beginning, my birthday.
September 14, 1995
No POV
A strangled cry came from room B27 where a woman was giving birth, her husband, who was sitting in the waiting room, cringed at the noise. He was starting to get worried, for his wife had been in there longer than she should have. He REALLY worried when doctors and nurses started to rush to the room his wife was in.
Fifteen minutes later, a nurse came out looking extremely grim. Sighing, she looked up and said, "Would you like to hear the good news or the bad news first sir?"
Unsure of what to say, "Good news, I guess."
"Well, you're a father to a beautiful baby girl now."
Slowly standing up, the man said "And the bad news?"
"Sir… Your wife is…"
"Well? Is she OK?"
"…Sir, your wife has died giving birth."
"No. N-no she can't be… She can't b-be…" Sitting back down, the two remained quiet for a few minutes, letting it all sink in.
"If you would like to see her…"
"Can I see my little girl? Please?"
"…Of course sir, I'll go talk to the doctors." Once the pink clad woman left, the man asked himself- What would he do without Morgan?
After a few minutes, the nurse returned with a small pink bundle in her arms.
"Would you like to hold her sir?" The nurse then proceeded to put the small bundle in his strong arms. Looking down, the man saw a tuft of almost white hair on the small babies head. Her bright blue eyes looked up at him, and her soft pink lips pulled up into a smile, a small angelic giggle escaping from them.
"Would you like to name her now, or later?"
"… Now is as good of a time as any."
"I'll be back with the papers in a few moments." Turning, the nurse left.
After a while, the nurse returned.
"Sir, if you would please fill this out…"
And that was the birth of me! Now, let's move on to my 13th birthday…
September 14, 2008
Meagan's POV
Today is the day! The day I receive my first Pokémon! I throw on my favorite purple sweat shirt (a tank top under it of course) and some random jeans off my floor, and race to the kitchen. When I get there (almost tripping up the steps) I see my dad stroking his Pideot and moms Purugly, staring off into space. I decide not to bother him and leave for school.
At School…
The second I arrived people started bombarding me with questions! It. Was. CARZY! Luckily my best friend, Junette, pulled me into Mr. Bartram's English class. Once inside, the 89 year old man started yelling at us for being a minute late, we ignored him and sat down.
It was late when I got home from school that day (I hate trains SO much…); walking up to the front door I realized the house was dark. No lights were on, no movement, just nothingness. This was strange because I knew for a fact that my dad was off from work today (he's a police man). I grabbed my keys from my pocket and opened the door, still nothing. I walked into the living room when something ran out from beneath the coffee table. Jumping back, I flipped on the lights, the room was completely still. I continued walking into the kitchen when I heard a barking noise. I turned on the lights and it was… A growlithe? Only certified firefighters and police men could obtain those and my dad lost his permit last month, so why was there one sitting right in front of me?
And my dad chose that exact moment to scare me by jumping out of the closet yelling, "Surprise!"
And that is how I received Belle. The next chapter is the start of my adventure!
I'll TRY to get another chapter up for one of my other stories by Monday, if not… Sorry!
See ya later!