Chapter 1

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(Dragoon here! Ok so here is the first chapter of the next book.  Most of this chapter was the sample from the kids tail.  So enjoy! Don't forget to tell me how you like the series and who your fave character from each story is!)

Mark's POV

Being a psychic has its perks I can tell you that.  I can tell if people are really my friends or not my reading their thoughts when they first come up to me.  Being a Still can have its downfall though.  Dad and daddy are rich as fuck.  Daddy got the fortune from grandma when she was killed.  I think it originally was going to Aunt Jill though.  Dad was a millionaire growing up and my grandparents on his side gave him money like tomorrow.  A lot of kids at school just wanted to be close to me thanks to the money behind my name.  A couple of guys wanted to rape me and steal all of the money we had.  Those are not the worst thought I read though.  Some were about really painful things a 16 year old, birth-giving halfling shouldn't have to go through. 

I can also see if one is a halfling too. Even if you are a male in the relationship, I can still see your wings and tail.  They are just folded up to their bodies unlike the birth givers.  They have them stretched out.  I just shrug and say delusions if I mutter them out loud.  Nobody thinks twice because of my last name.  I really hate it.

I also found out I was going to move closer to my cousin's house. Cory was a good guy, I guess. I just can't trust him enough to tell him about my psychic ability yet. Hell I don't think I can tell my mate when I meet him or her. Only my immediate family does I'm sure that Jim character wasn't exactly listening into our conversation when I told dad and my sibling about it. He looked pretty dazed and his mind was clear.

From what I know Cory grew up under the care of a Nathan Goldberg and his mate James Cute. That is what searching his mind told me anyways as well as his best friend Manic's told me. Manic was way more likeable than his mate Jim, that was easy to tell. They seemed to grow up together. I haven't seen anybody really besides Manic, Jim Cory and his mate Josh. I actually like Josh. He doesn't have any impure thoughts about his mate and wants him to live life to the fullest.

The almost disaster that almost happened will stay with me until the end of my life. A good dragon took out a bad dragon, who was determined to take us all out of the picture. I sighed as I shifted my head in my hand.

"Mark? What's wrong?" Daddy asked. I mouthed a 'nothing' and continued to watch the scene whip by me as we neared home. I had to start packing as soon as we got home so I can help everyone else in packing. The van started to come to a stop at the house. I stared up at the mansion.  This is the last week I will be here for...

I can't believe we are moving!  I was born in this house and I don't wanna move! That was my younger brother, Anthony.  I can tell he didn't want to move when our dads said we were moving.  I could care less.  I had no friends because I was so cold to them because they wanted my money.  I sure hope where we are moving to won't be a repeat of here.  As far as I know no one realized Cory's last name as a rich family so it should be good, I hope...

A week flew by like a quick gust of wind.  I sighed as I placed the last of the suitcases and boxes in the moving van.  I was to start my new school tomorrow.  It doesn't take long to get to where we are moving from here.  Half a day really.  We piled in the van and drove in front of the moving van to our destination. Cory, Manic, Jim and Josh were waiting to help us when we got there.

"This is a lot of stuff" Manic pointed out as he placed the last box down.

"That's what happens when your rich!" Tony grinned. Anthony usually goes by Tony. He always said it was cooler. I shook my head at Manic's expression.

I had completely no idea. Wait is their last name the same as Cory's? Manic thought, he glanced at me.

"Yes it's the same last name. Cory wasn't lucky enough to get the money though. We can always share!" I slipped up... Don't look at me funny! Don't look at me funny! Don-

"Ok that's cool. Thanks for the offer but I think my father has it handled" he answered. Weird.... People usually look at me funny and I would have to make up a lie...

I went to bed early and woke up early. I wanted an early start of the day ok? I headed over to Cory's and knocked on the door. Cory came to the door, fully dressed for school.

"Hey Mark! Baby, Mark's here so we are gonna head to school ok? Love you!" Cory called over his shoulder. He got a 'love you too' in response and dragged me to school. This is it! A new school and new life, I hope. We walked in and Cory went to a bunch of football players by the look of it. Only a few of them were Halflings. I kept walking until I bumped into a chest. I fell backwards, onto the ground. The body just stood there, not offering to help me up or anything, rude! After I got up, the guy I bumped into grabbed my shirt and threw me into the wall.

"Why were YOU in my way squirt?" He asked, I could taste the venom coming off his voice. I shrunk back into my shirt as someone came to my rescue.

"Jack! Don't pick on the new guy! You are as bad as Uncle Eddy!" The voice called. Wait, I know that voice. Jim reached up and plucked me from the guy's grip, but not before the guy spat in my face and called me a fag... He called me a cigarette? I watched his retreating form and caught sight of two folded wings. Great I'm now bullied by a halfling. I reached up and wiped the saliva away with my sleeve. Jim paws asking if I was on but I kept my eyes trained on the guy. Well I now know who I hate the most in the world....

"Sorry Mark!  If my dads weren't friends with his dad's then I would of ditched him long time ago" Jim sighed.  I just nodded my head.  Looks like I need to tell dad about his best friend's son bullying habit Jim thought.  I just patted Jim's head while I got up.  I went to my first class and found someone who looked a lot like Manic... In fact Manic was at the door, motioning me to him.  The kid that looked like him came with me.

"Hey X, this is Mark, he is in your grade.  Please be nice to him.  I know that you wanna be out of here so you can be with Nick but he's new and Jim said that Jack got his ugly claws on him." He said.  The kid turned to me and studied me, before thrusting a hand out to me.

"My name is Xexion because my dad thought it would be funny to make my name sound like sexy.  I just go by X.  This weirdo is my older brother." He said.  So that is why he looks like Manic. X's thoughts thought of how annoying his brother was but he also cared deeply for him.  That much I could tell by how he looked at his brother.  It was almost how Tony looked at me before he found out that I was utterly gay...  He started to distance himself away from me. I mean why would he do that? We have two dads...

I went and sat down, following X to his seat.  I sat down beside him.  The last person to walk in was the guy who called a cigarette.  He walked by us and sat down... Right behind us.... Uh why? 

"Hey fags,  you got my homework?" He asked I leaned down towards X a bit so he couldn't hear us.

"Why does he keep calling us cigarettes?"  I asked.  X looked at me funny then burst out laughing.  I really don't get it.  The guy behind us was asking what was so funny. Oh god!  He doesn't know that people distort the real meaning of fag and faggot.... Oh!  That explains it.  I'm guessing that it means gay here?  I don't know!  I was taught that a fag was a cigarette!  And faggot was a stick!  Well now I know I guess? X turned to face the guy.

"Here is your damn homework.  And your one to talk,  you have two dads..." X shot back.  I stared at the two.  Humph!  That should teach him! That was X. 

I want to strangle this runt!  Just because he's friends with Uncle Edd's kid doesn't mean he gets to throw out my weakness out in the blue like that!  That was the guy, what was his name again?  Oh! Right it was Jack!  Now that got me interested.  I kept staring at him.  He caught on and punched me in the face, in front of everyone.... Ok so scratch that,  I really hate him and not interested in that jackass.

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