Roxy was quite pleased with herself by the time the lunch bell rang. She had answered all of Mr. Prot's questions correctly, but then again Professor Elm had grilled her on these questions every Friday before she and Mommy had to move. During lunch she sat apart from the boys in her class, unzipped her backpack and pulled out the Pokeball Mr. Prot had given her in first period, the cold metal rubbing against her small palm. I'll let him or her out after lunch, she thought. Roxy preferred male Pokemon to females and hoped it would be a male Chikorita, for she had been dreaming of finding a dead Chikorita in a forest for some time.
After lunch she left the cafeteria and took the elevator to the second floor, which was designed to look like the interior of a well-to-do hotel. Roxy used the keycard to open Room 102 and stepped inside the hallway of her new room, her hazel eyes scanning her surroundings. The room was large, airy, spacious and newly cleaned, the citrus air freshner hanging in the room. A writing desk with curved legs was pushed against the wall to her left, a computer sitting on the desktop. Next to the computer was a colored brochure that told all about the Alpha Region Pokemon Academy and its' education programs.
On the other side of the room was a sliding glass door opening onto a balcony that overlooked Cation City's skyline. Next to the sliding glass door was a bed covered in Vaporeon-themed bedsheets. A widescreen television set, couch, and coffee table were in the middle, a spot for entertaining visitors.
"Wow, I always wanted a Vaporeon," Roxy exclaimed, running a hand over the bedsheets and smoothing them of any wrinkles. She dropped her backpack by her new bed and reached for the Pokeball containg her starter Pokemon. "I guess it's time to let you out...whoever you are," she whispered softly, releasing her new friend. It had never been Roxy's goal to be a Pokemon master, like the boys she shared classes with, just to be friends with Pokemon and battle because of the competiveness and what fun it was.
Roxy released her Pokemon; it was most definately a Chikorita, and a male too! "Chiko!" he exclaimed happily, running straight for his friend's open arms and looking into Roxy's five-year-old face. When Roxy looked into Chikorita's red eyes, she saw the same anticipation and excitement reflected in herself.
"We're going to be best friends, I can feel it," Roxy whispered as Chikorita jumped to her shoulder and nuzzled her neck. She giggled, savoring her happiness.
~Roxy~
