"White!"
I turn around and see my childhood friends. Black, Cheren, and Bianca.
"Hey guys!"
I look down to see them with a Tepig, Oshawatt, and a Mincchino.
"I see you have picked a grass type." Cheren says while fixing his glasses. "I think she is adorable!" Bianca screams.
"Hey." Black says shyly. "Oh, hey." I reply.
"I see you picked a Snivy."
"Yeah. Looks like you picked an Oshawatt."
"Yeah... "
Bianca stands next to me and whispers. "He likes you, you know that right?"
Instantly, my cheeks began to burn. "I-i um."
"Hey White!"
I turn and see Cheren standing with his Tepig.
"I challenge you to a battle!"
Oh no. I'm not ready for this. I looked down at Snivy. "Don't worry White! I can handle this guy! Let me at em!"
I walk over to a big grassy terrain and prepared myself for my first battle. I'm already at a bad start with type disadvantage.
This is going to be great.
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Fanfiction(These are some quotes from Pokemon black and white. Yes this is a fan fic) I've been living with Pokemon since I was born, so it's easier for me to talk to them than with people. Because pokemon never tell lies! I... want to see things no one can...
