I found myself walking along a familiar path the very next day. As soon as I'd woken up I logged onto Pokemon Go to see which creatures were in my area. At first nothing exciting sparked my interest, as my sleepy eyes failed to notice that a Pikachu was close, but as soon as I saw it I jumped out of my bed, slipping on a jacket and shoes as I ran out the door.
I sped down the sidewalk, watching my phone to make sure I was getting closer to the pokemon, not further away.
When I was sure I was heading in the right direction, I slowed it down a bit so I could be sure to catch the Pikachu.
All of a sudden, Pikachu appeared on my screen and I literally shouted with excitement. After my first failed attempt at catching Pikachu happened, I began to get anxious because I didn't want it to get away. I needed this Pikachu.
"Hey! Do you mind keeping it down out there? It's bloody eight in the morning!" A male voice yelled.
"Sorry sir! I'm just trying to catch a Pokemon!" I yelled back apologetically, not even looking up from my phone.
"Wait! Are you that girl from yesterday?" He asked, right as I got Pikachu to stay in my Pokeball.
I looked up and recognized the boy with red hair from yesterday, Michael. "Oh hey! Yeah that's me!"
"So which Pokemon was in my yard this time?" Michael questioned, walking out onto his lawn.
"Just a Pikachu." I smiled, knowing that Pikachu was so much more than that.
"Just a Pikachu? Why do you keep finding all these cool Pokemon in my yard and all I get are stupid rats?"
"Maybe because you yourself are a stupid rat," I joked, hoping to not sound rude.
"Ugh, I guess that's true. I swear, whenever I try to catch any Pokemon around here I can only find Pidgey's and Rattata's, and then you just come waltzing by catching rare Pokemon on the daily."
"I guess I just know when to look."
"You lucky ass."
"It's not luck Michael, it's pure skill." I smirked.
"Oh I'm sure it is," Michael pauses and then quickly adds, "Are you a Pikachu? Cause you're shockingly beautiful."
I laugh and shake my head. "Did you just use a Pokemon pick up line on me? Do you really think that's gonna work?"
"Wynaut go out with me?"
"Oh my god," I laughed. "I'll tell you what... When you catch yourself a Pikachu, I'll consider going 'out' with you."
"Wait seriously?" Michael asked, cocking an eyebrow upwards.
"Sure, but I highly doubt you're going to catch one, given that all you can get are stupid rats."
"You've got yourself a deal."
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I know this is short, but they'll be getting a LOT longer as the story progresses. Thanks to all those who have read so far, I appreciate it! :)
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Pokemon Go // Michael Clifdord
Fanfiction"Um, who are you?" "Oh, you don't know me, but is it cool if I go in your backyard? There's a rare Pokemon back there." "Sure, I don't see why not." A story in which playing Pokemon Go gives two teens more than what they were searching for.
