Chapters 1 and 2 - By: AED922@aol.com - Pokemon - http://maxpages.com/togepi8/Chapter

Chapter 1: The best/ worst birthday ever!

Hello! My name is Jessica, but everyone calls me Jess. I live on Cinnabar Island, and my father is a trainer. In fact, he even owns a gym! His name is Blaine. When I was 11 years old, unlike the other kids, I wasn't big on training pokémon. I liked some of them, but it just bored me. But my twelfth birthday was probably the day that changed my life.
I woke up, remembering the date. I jumped out of bed, and ran into the kitchen. Mom and Dad where at the table."Oh, hello Jess," said my father.
"What would you like for breakfast?" my mother asked. "Some eggs,pancakes...."
"Or a load of presents?!"my dad exclaimed, bringing in the a basket of presents.
"For a second, I thought you forgot!" I said.
I opened my presents and got some cool clothes, books, and...... a pokémon manual?
"Huh? Dad, you know that I refused to get a pokémon when I was 10! Why are you giving me this?"
"Well, honey, it really disapointed me the day you refused to be a pokémon trainer. In fact, it broke my heart!" He said.
I never knew that. He always acted so strong! He never showed any emotion the day I didn't get a pokémon.
"But that's not the only thing," my mother said, quitely. " Your father is getting older, and he has to retire. You need to take over the gym. If you don't, I'm afraid we won't have any money, and those horrible rockets will take over!!"I had no choice.
"But dad, I don't even know what to do! I'm clueless when it comes topokemon!!"
"That's what that maneul is for. Whenever you point it at a pokémon, it will give information on it. It can also tell you about gym leaders, and all kinds of different things. You need to beat all of the gym leaders to be able to take over the gym. You usually need to get special badges, but in this case I think it's okay."
"But I don't have a pokémon! What will I do if I don't have a pokémon?" I pointed out.
"Well, I was going to get you a fire pokémon, but I can't find anymore. We can go somewhere and you can pick it out," my father said.
"Well, maybe this won't be so bad after all," I said.

Chapter 2: Goodbye!

I know then I sounded like I was happy to get a pokémon, but it was my birthday, and I didn't want to be diffecult. Plus, who would want the rockets to take over? I didn't have much of a choice, so why not make the best of it,even though I didn't want to.
"Um, Dad," I said." where are we going to get a pokémon?"
"Well, I heard of this place that sells beginning pokémon, but they are expensive. Don't pick out out one that's too expensive."
My mom elbowed him in the ribs. "Blaine! It's her birthday!"
When we got there, I had a hard time. If I had to have a pokémon, I had to have a cute one. All the cutest ones were either really expesive, or really weak.
"Dad, I don't really want to pick out a pokémon. I know nothing about them! Why don't you just...." He looked hurt. He knew I was going to tell him to give the gym to someone else. "....pick out the pokemon for me?" I said, sounding like an idiot.
Dad's face lit up. He went to all of the chages telling me why or why not to pick each pokemon, while I was fourced to listen.
While Dad rapped on and on about some other pokémon, i spotted a cage with a small, white thing in it. I couldn't make out what it was, so I went closer.
There I saw the cutest little puppy pokémon I ever saw. I pointed my pokémanual thingie at it.
"Hello, this is the official Poke I.d.er. This will...." Blah blah. Who cares about that info? I thought. Just tell me about the puppy!
"Eevee-the evolution pokémon. This pokémon can evolve into three different
kinds of pokémon." I shut the flap.
"Why didn't anyone get this pokémon before?" I wondered.
"Dad! I want this one!!" He rushed over to me.
"An Eevee?" he said, looking a little disapointed.
"Blaine," my mother warned. "It's her birthday. It's her choice."
"Oh, alright. But only if you promise to evolve it into a fire type pokémon."
He said, smiling.
Yes! I thought. I got the cutest pokémon!! It may not be able to fight well, but it it can't, then I can keep it as a pet! I don't really want to fight anyway!
"uh, so ya wanna get tha Eevee, a?" The salesman said. "Dat one's been der for
a lon' time."
"Why? It's so cute!"I said.
"Well, uh, you es find out youself," he said walking away.
"That guy gave me the creeps." I muttered.
When we got home, my Eevee didn't want to get out of my lap! It was so cute!
"Oh, honey, while I was waiting for you to pick out your pokémon," dad said like he should be shamed." I went to the Pokemon Mart, and, um, got a few things."
Oh great. I thought. I really do have to do all this pokémon junk. I knew this was too good to be true. I didn't want my Eevee to fight!
He set like, 100 pokemon stuff in front of me. It was pokéballs, potions, and some other junk.
"We have to give you some money," mom said, handing me a credit card.
"There's a limit of 5000 on that." dad said. "the rest of the money you will
have to earn in fights."
"But I don't want Eevee to fight! It might get hurt!" I exclaimed, hugging my Eevee. I thought I heard dad mutter " Oh boy, this is pathetic."
"Well, you better get on your way!"mom said, a tear running down her face.
"Do I really have to go?" I said, fighting back the urge to cry.
"Yes. There is a Ferry going to Viridian city in 2 hours. You can walk to Pewter city from there." Dad said softly, looking at the ground. "I'd better take you to the docks."
"Oh, honey!" My mom hugged me. I could hear her crying. "Now, take good care of yourself and Eevee. And remember, you can visit whenever you want to!"
"Mom, please tell dad I don't want to do this! I'm too young!" Now I was crying too.
"Jess, you have no choice. If you did have a choice, I would be against it as
much as you are!"Mom walked back to the door. "I'm gonna miss you honey," she whispered.
"I'm gonna miss you too." I whispered back, then walked to Dad. I looked back and saw Mom. It was absolute torture to see her like that.
When we got to the docks, dad said to visit as much as possible, and not to spend too much money on clothes, but mostly on my pokemon.
I kissed him goodbye and walked onto the ship, Eevee in my arms, a tear streaming down my face.

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