BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! TRAT! PAT! TRAT! "Ughhh..." I pull the thin hot rosa sheet over my head. TRAT! TRAT! PAT! Stupid alarm clock... I press the button on the superiore, in alto of my Patrat alarm clock's head. Beep. Sitting up, I rub my tired sky blue eyes. My arms extend for a long stretch. The door to my room opens and it's my pet Herdier, Mocha. "Ruff! Ruff!" he barks in excitement. The reason why Mocha is ecstatic is because he knows today is going to be my first giorno of traveling with Giselle and Clark. As I brush my nut colored hair, Mocha brushes up against my leg for warmth. It's a way of saying, 'I'll...

Living above a lab is...complicated. I always hear my mom talking and introducing new Pokemon to new Trainer wannabes. My room is pretty...messy. Mom tells me that if I ever have a room-mate, it would be a Garbodor. Very funny. I'm not THAT into Pokemon. But I wanna give it a shot before I die. Knock. Knock. Knock. "It's OPEN!" I yell half asleep. I turn over on my stomach on the bed. "Kevin?" My mom says. Her ice cream cone-like hair-do stands out. I know what you're thinking. My mom is Professor Juniper. Why else did te think my last name is Juniper? "Yeah mom?" I mumble. She pulls me off...