"Wait, Cheren! Bianca!" A girl yelled behind us, and I looked behind me, and this girl jumped onto Bianca, making her scream. I suppressed a laugh as Gothie was giggling, also trying to suppress it. It was always a beautiful sight to see her laugh, since she came from a more than 'not-so-great' trainer before my dad found her while on his job, right when we moved to Unova from Sinnoh.
I was young when he found her, ten at the time. I was always the one to make her feel better, pretending I was in the contests and dressing up in my warm Sinnoh winter clothing to cheer her up. Once my dad had to let her out to the wild, I refused as did she. She wailed and used Fake Tears to keep us together, and then I eventually adopted her as my own best friend and companion. We haven't left each others sides since I took her in as my Pokémon.
"White! I thought you were spending time with your dad?" Cheren asked and White looked over at him, perplexed. She nodded and sighed, frowning almost.
"Mom and dad wanted me to wish you two luck on your journey, and stay safe." White smiled, the near sadness wiped clean off her face and she climbed off Bianca and hugged Cheren and Bianca in a group hug. Bianca hugged her, patting her back, comfortingly. I felt a twinge of jealousy, since I didn't have friends like that, except my old to-be rival in Sinnoh.
"Three, you haven't met Brielle yet. She's over there." Cheren choked from White's arm around his neck tightly. She looked over towards me, and a dark look fell over her face. She huffed and smiled over at me, that look of anger left no trace. I clenched my jaw and called back Gothie into her pokéball, unsure as to how the situation would pan over.
She walked over towards where I was standing and held her hand out, "I'm White. I feel like we are going to be good rivals, so, nice to meet you, Brielle." I took her hand and she shook it violently, and I tensed up. The tension went through the roof, and I narrowed my eyes at her.
"The feelings mutual, White. I'm looking forward to battling you." I smirked smugly, and we shook our hands one last time, confirming the rivalry. I pulled my hand back and nodded, and she looked back at her two friends who were looking a little concerned.
A woman's voice filled the town, calling for White. She groaned and waved back to her two friends, and nodded towards my direction. White ran back towards her home, and Bianca squealed gleefully and grabbed Cheren's and my hand and ran back towards the route I had just traversed through. We stopped right before the sign signified we had truly entered the route.
"I know, Brielle, that we've known each other for twenty minutes, but you're starting this with us, too! We're all gonna step onto Route One together!" Bianca looked at her male companion and Cheren nodded, complying. Bianca looked over at me and I huffed, nodding. She smiled, and grabbed our hands tighter than she already had. "Three, two, one!" Bianca, Cheren, and I yelled at the same time, running into the route. I stopped running before we hit the tall grass, making the other two fall from the force of my sudden stop. Bianca fell on top of Cheren's side, and I was brought down with them. I landed on top of Bianca, and Gothie's pokeball rolled out of my bag, along with my Snivy's ball. "O-Ow! Brielle, why did you stop?" Bianca asked as she squirmed beneath me. I sat up and shrugged, looking away sheepishly. I got off Bianca and Cheren, and she stood up over me, helping Cheren up. She held her hand out to me and I took it, helping myself up, scooping my fallen pokéballs into my hands. "Never mind that, let's see who can catch the most pokémon before we get to Striaton." Cheren enthused and I nodded with Bianca and we ran into the tall grass, pulling out my new pokemon's pokéball, smiling widely. This was the just the start of something great.