Disclaimer's Note:  I don't own Pokemon, first of all.  This story is different from any other one I've written, so let's hope it's a good one…

Emerald: The Legend of Hoenn

            The soft sound or radio music filled the teenager's poster-cluster wall room.  The rain beated gently outside, tapping on top of the roof, with drips of the heavenly mercy pouring on the glass windows.   She was lying on her soft bed; her face buried in her navy blue sweater's sleeved arms.  In her hand was a crumpled piece of notebook paper, with pen ink written out in words.  The words of people…who hated her.  Who were these people?  The whole entire high school student body, that who hated her.  Every single one.  Why?  She didn't know why, she was a smart kid with an artistic talent, a quiet nature, and a friendly attitude toward everyone. 

Maybe, she wondered, they just think I'm a push over, or maybe they just want me to cry for them, or their jealous, or…

Beka is her name.  She never really got to see her family a whole lot and she was always lonely.  She was also a lonely teenager with no friends to sit and chat with and everyone she tried to befriend would backstab her for no reason.   The hand that held that piece of paper clenched tighter, showing the piece of hatred toward her, her own anger and sorrow.  She pulled herself up from the bed, her short, curled, red hair spilling over her water-logged face, with salty tears streaming from her hazel eyes.  In anger, she tore up the list of the students into little streads, letting the confetti of white and blue ink fall gently onto her brown carpet floor.   

"If they don't want me around," she choked with her uncontrollable emotions of tears and rage, "then I guess I'll have to go somewhere else."

She sat there on her bed, cupping her face into her flushed hands.  She cried louder, louder than she had ever cried. 

"I…I wish…" she choked in her hands, "I wish I could be somewhere that no one would make fun of me.  A place where I can find friends…true friends.  Where I can have fun and adventure, without anyone telling me that I'm an embarrassment.  A place I can call…home…"

Little did Beka know was that her Game Boy Advance, in which a game was not contained in, began to glow a white color.  This light filled her entire room for a few seconds, and then went back to normal.  Beka was gone, and a sparkly green game was inside the GBA, and rain continued outside to pour…