Two years ago, it was the last time I was going to Professor Oak's Camp as I had to leave Kanto for a while and go to Sinnoh region as my parents were deciding to shift. I was nine then and ten years old weren't allowed in the camp.
I woke up and looked at the alarm clock while still remaining on the bed. I realised that I was running late. I quickly ran to the bathroom to take a quick shower and came out just in time.
I dressed up quickly wearing a white t-shirt and pink skirt. Then, ran downstairs. My mom was cooking breakfast and my dad was probably at the office in Cinnabar Island. He was a scientist and worked at a research lab.
'Good morning', I said. Looking at my mom who was wearing a blue jeans and dark pink t-shirt.
'Good morning. You are already late. What took you so long ?', asked Mom. She was always nice to everyone.
'You could've asked me to wake up', I said.
'I came but you didn't',she said.She placed a plate on the dining table. It was Pancakes for breakfast. I had two of them and my stomach was full.
'Bye', I said.
'Bye, take care', said Mom.I walked outside. The air was cool and fresh, I took a deep breath and started walking towards the camp.
Some elderly people were taking a morning walk in the park. The park was quiet big and also the shortest route to the camp.
I was close to a fountain in the park when suddenly a Pokemon jumped and splashed water on my clothes. It didn't felt nice, walking in wet clothes.
But it wasn't a big problem. I continued for the Camp. I could now see the board with Camp written on it.
And just in a distance, a boy was sitting on a rock, fixing his bicycle.
'Excuse me ?', I said. He turned around.
'Yes ?', he said.
'Aren't you going to the camp ?', I asked, nicely.
'I am but my cycle is kind of broken, I have to fix it first', he said.
'But you'll be late for the camp then', I said.
'You're right', he said, standing up.He was a little taller than me. He had short messed up hair and had a Pokeball in his hand.
'I guess you brought a Pokemon with you', I said. I tried to talk in a friendly manner which I did rarely.
'So, you're from which school ?', he asked, calmly.
'Pallet High School', I said.
'I'm from the same school. But I never saw you before. You are in which class ?', he said.
'I am in fifth', I said.
'Oh, you're older than me. I'm just a year below', he said. He looked taller for a fourth class student.
'I'm Leaf', I said.
'My name is Red. I am eight years old', he said.
'Just a year above. Now, come on', I said.
'Alright. Friends ?', he asked.
'Friends', I said, smiling.Well, that was a nice start for a friendship. He was nice and friendly. So we walked together to the Camp where Professor Oak lectured about Pokemon.
Then, Professor Oak taught how to battle with Pokemon. I probably did not get any Pokemon, because I forgot.
So I started looking at the flowers that were beautifully planted in a pattern. The flowers made a Pokeball with the red, black and white flowers.
'Hey, why aren't you battling', asked Red, in a pleasant tone.
'I forgot to bring a Pokemon', I said with a smile.
'Oh, that's sad', he said. 'Wait, do you wanna see my Pokemon ?', he asked.
'It would be nice to meet it', I said.
'Wait, I'll get him', he said, walking away.Suddenly, a swarm of Beedrills came towards me. I was really afraid and I thought they are coming to attack me. Well, they were really coming to attack.
There were about seventy Beedrills. They were too close when suddenly a thunderbolt buzzed them away.
Behind me, Red along with a Pikachu was standing. 'You okay ?', he asked me. I took a deep breathe and said,' Thank you very much'.
I was happy that I was saved by them.
'This is my Pokemon',he said.
'Hi, thank you', I said. 'Thank you both'.
'Pikachu deserves this one', he said.Pikachu placed his hand on the back of his neck and became shy.
'Pikapika', he said.
The day probably ended like this. I walked with Red to his house and waved my hand as he kept his broken bicycle outside leaning to the wall. I smiled at him and he went inside and suddenly a phone rang.
I walked towards my house which was too far away from there. That day I learnt that making friends is the best thing in life. And I didn't realise that till now and only lived in the virtual world with the games and all.
But this day, I would never forget.
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Pokémon Red
FanfictionA 10-year-old boy, with a goal to become a Pokemon Champion, sets out on a journey across the Kanto Region. A journey charged with friendships, fun, and battles. Team Rocket, a criminal organization with disastrous plans is hiding mind-blowing secre...