Red Dragon -Nevaeh-

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I popped into the infirmary. I wanted to make sure I didn't kill Drake; with his defeat and all. A girl was standing next to him talking in a British accent, even though Drake was still unconscious.

"Hey, who are you?" I said to the girl.

"Evans, Oreo Evans."

"Your name is...Oreo?"

"Yeah, my friend was five when she named me. Got a problem?"

"Your friend NAMED you?!"

"Yup."

"Okay..."

"Hey! Aren't you that girl that kicked Drake's bloody ass! Ha! Nevaeh, right?"

I smiled. Oh, I could talk about this. "It was a piece of cake."

"I bet! I mean, that boy is quite scrawny."

"Hey, I'm riiiiiii- AH! Here you know!" Drake growled.

Then, Madam Harvey walked up to us.

"Why doesn't Oreo show you the stables, Nevaeh? Drake needs some time alone and you probably need a dragon as well."

"Sure!" Oreo piped up, "Here, I'll show you."

I followed Oreo to the stables. She presented a purple dragon.

"Woah," I gasped.

"Yep. She's yours."

"Is there anyway she could be red? Red is my school colors."

"No. Red signifies the enemy, the Red Hoods. But perhaps I could give her a little makeover," Oreo replied grimly. She looked away from the dragon and swished he hand. My dragon was red.

"I'm going to name her Star, after my school's mascot."

"You sure have a lot of school enthusiasim," Oreo replied.

"I'm a cheerleader,"

"Ah. That explains quite a deal."

She showed me how to ride and control the dragon. I think I rode for hours. But then I was interrupted.

"NEVAEH!!! YOUNG LADY GET OVER HERE RIGHT NOW!" I heard a voice scream.

I cringed and faced Flora. I hopped off Star and put her in her stable. Star appeared on the door in gold lettering when I put her inside.

"I'm taking you to your dorm and we're talking. You obviously don't know how to act." Flora scolded.

She grabbed my hand and practically drug me to my dorm.

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