Scarlet

You wake up early the morning of your 18th Birthday. This day only comes once in a lifetime, it’s the day you can choose your first Pokémon and attend Naraja academy.

You sit up and look around your room, it’s going to be the last time you see it for a while. You slowly slide out of bed and change your clothes to your new school uniform. Orange shorts that are met with a white button up shirt and a orange tie hardly make for the best looking school uniform. Perhaps someday you may grow used to it. You rush downstairs to see your mom making breakfast for you, her and an unknown third plate.

Your mom starts to explain,”Hey How was your sleep birthday boy! Before you answer you must know, the headmaster of the Naraja Academy is coming in over, there apparently was a strange mixup and they had to retrieve a new set of starters.

You start,” that’s a bummer I would’ve chosen Rolycoaly. Doesn’t matter, I bet what ever they give me it will be perfect!”

The door bell rings and you are immediately set alert. You rush to the door and open it. On the other side of the doorway was an older man with white hair. Old enough to not have been involved in the War, he’s lucky.

Your mom buts in,”Hola director.¿Cómo estás?”

The headmaster replies.”I’m doing well, and I myself am from Galor, we can speak Galorish, I can spot a Unovan accent from a mile away in Plaedish.”

“Oh well we are happy to have you here!”

“Good let’s quickly eat breakfast so we can get our young lad here his first Pokémon!”