"I'm sorry for your loss" said someone else I don't recognize.

"Thank you" I answered trying to sound as polite as possible. I don't want to be here. He was the closest I have ever been to another person. I rubbed the tears from my eyes before they could escape. Sixteen-year-olds shouldn't cry. Not on their birthday. I slipped out of the room and threw down the blazer two sizes too small and the tie that had been choking me all day.

"Roy, wait!"

Oh no! It's Rachel. Sniffling and rubbing my eyes, trying not to choke up I say, "I don't want to talk to anyone right now, Rachel, leave me alone" without turning around.

"I got you a present for your birthday. Your dad and I chipped in." she said in a persistent voice.

I froze. Why would anyone remember my birthday on the same day that the greatest Pokémon professor ever has passed? "You didn't have to do that" I said.

"I know you wanted to start your journey today. And I know you can't do that without your great grandpa-"

"You think I don't know that?" I spat in her face, as I spun around to face her, not knowing how close she was behind me.

"I'm sorry! I screwed up! You never do that?" she yelled back. I swore I heard her swallow a sob at what I thought was the end, expecting her to walk away. "Look, I got you this." She placed a sphere obviously poorly wrapped by my dad in my hand. "Do you want to know why I didn't leave on my adventure six months ago when I turned sixteen? It's because I was waiting for you. I was waiting for you to get your Pokémon. I wanted to leave on my journey with you today. But do you know what? I'm leaving by myself."

"How could we leave today? I don't have a Pokémon" I asked confused.

"What do you think is in the present, Roy?" She ran away wiping tears from her eyes, leaving me just standing there speechless.

I decided to walk to the lab to open my present. I pushed through the door trying not to look at the sign posted on the outside window. 'Memorial service at the Oak residence. Rest in peace Professor Samuel Oak.'