Nymphali

Willow gives me an annoyed look. "Well, I hope you like the one that's left over, because your friends have already chosen. It's called a Bulbasaur." She gestures to the lone ball on the table with her wing. I levitate it towards myself and open it. The little green dino-onion thingy appears on the ground and I instantly fall in love. "I think.. I think I probably would've chosen him anyway... thank you so much..."

Willow's annoyed look more or less evolved into Evil Eye. "Don't mention it," she practically growls.

"So! Here, take this, have fun." Willow shoves what I recognize from the class as a Pokédex and more or less shoves us out the door. I'd be pissed at me if I was late for one of the most important days in my life, too, so I don't complain. And It means I don't have to walk back, too.

Outside my rivals  start battling immediately. I think they prearranged it or something, because they don't even say anything. I realize that we all match the color of our starter- the vermilion-eyed colt had what I believe is a Charmander, his cerulean-eyed rival a Squirtle. (I actually don't know either of them.) And of course, Bulbasaur is green (but not the same shade of green as my eyes.)

Well, then. I don't want to get into a battle or anything, at least not a trainer battle, so I kinda derped into the path leading to the only land route connected to Alletun Town. Suddenly and all that, my sort-of friend Citrus Tang flew in on a flash of bright neon orange. "Geez, your colors are like a bad OC."

"What?" Citrus looked confused, and I remembered that I was like the only pony in town who could think beyond the fourth wall.

"I mean, not everypony has a 100% neon color scheme." I faked shielding my eyes, even though my mane could probably do the job if Citrus was that neon.

"Plenty of ponies have a-OHMIGOSHWATISTHATITSSOKYOOOOOOOT!" Citrus had noticed Bulbasaur.

Deciding that doing so would elevate me to Uber Queen Awesome The 151st, I revealed my shiny new Pokédex whilst also using my sooper dee dooper kewl magicness to go to the only entry, Bulbasaur.

"I've never heard of that one before! Hey, maybe we can finally battle now!" Citrus had been a Trainer for a couple months and I was totally jelly about it, so of course I decided to show off my new Pokémon and his moves, too.

"Wait, have you had a battle before?" Citrus had finally found her Joltik, who tended to wander.

I bit my lip. "Uhh... Actually, no."

"Well, you do know how, right? You did get top grades in the class, they say."

That wasn't entirely true, but I did do okay. "Yep. Okay."

"Okay, then! Joltik, Leech Life!"

Taken by surprise, I thought quickly, back to the battle I had  witnessed earlier. The Squirtle was tackling, the Charmander scratching... Bulbasaur didn't have very significant claws, so... "Bulbasaur, Tackle!"

And tiny Joltik was practically mowed over.  Still conscious, however, he followed his Trainer's orders to do a "Thunder Wave!"

But Bulbasaur just sort of flashed yellow.  No damage taken. "Tackle again!"

But he didn't move. "Come on! Tackllllllleee!" The word 'tackle' began to lose meaning when Joltik landed in another Leech Life. Fortunately, Bulbasaur came out of his paralysis temporarily and tackled Joltik into fainting.

I waited for Citrus to send out another Pokémon, when I remembered she didn't have another Pokémon. So... I won? I never win at anything, always picked last in school sports. Although that might be that everypony else is a pegasus.

"Wow. Well, then. Uhhh..." I began to derp away when Citrus offered a brohoof, and I accepted. "Good fight. I guess you'll be going up to the next town over to start your adventure?"

I thought about it. "Yes. Yes, I am."