A Dragons Heat

Chapter Three

(A/N...ahh...the third chapter*sigh* sorry if this took awhile to come out. Just had food on the brain is all. Lol. Well here goes hopefully another good chapter.)

Arri

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Maxwell's POV

Well it has been about a month and half since we all moved here. (Time skip bitches! Because? I felt like it. So get over it.) And honestly? I like it here a lot. The people here are tolerant of others sexuality and are just generally nice to everyone they see and meet. Although a few of those people are a little strange. Hint. Hint. The Principal, or as he prefers to be called Headmaster.

I just think he has a kink for the word master.

Humph...judging by the way he tenses and nearly growls when I say it. It also made my chest react funny. In the weirdest way. I don't know what it is about, so I just usually brush it off. Shaking off my weird thoughts I continue to jog around the park at a steady pace. Just because I'm a twink doesn't mean I don't keep myself in shape. I do have to keep myself looking good for those who might approach me.

Snorting at those thoughts I shake my head again when the headmaster comes to mind once more. There was one time when another fellow student cane up to me flirt and to ask me out. Everything was fine until....

*Flashback*

“.....so do you, maybe, wanna go to the movies some-" he stopped speaking when a presence behind me cleared their throat.

Looking over my shoulder I see the headmaster about a foot behind me glaring at the boy. When Seamus muttered something about needing something from his looking he hurried off like the devil was after him.

Suddenly Headmaster Summer's hand gripped my elbow and propelled me into an empty classroom. Him softly closing the door alerted me to how angry he was. Slowly stalking me around the room, he didn't say a word until I was up against the teachers desk.

“ I don't think flirting with another person is a wise choice, a stor." He growled low in his throat. “ You do not wish to make anymore mad than I already am."

He was leaning closer and closer against me until I was practically laying down on the desk. Trapping me in his arms, he brought his lips to my ear.

“ I canno' wait till your eighteenth birthday." He whispered roughly against my overheated skin. Sending a spine tingling shudder through me. But as soon as he whispered those words, he was out of the classroom before I could take my next breath.

And with a shuddering breath I stood up quickly and walked out of the room before the next bell.

*end of flashback*

Sighing out loud once again I turn up the volume on my iPhone, to one of my favorite songs by Aki: DMD. (A/N...the beginning of the song is one of my own that has been stuck in my head for years. Sorry for those who like it. It's not finished.)

Dark magic Dragon
Why do you fly?
When you are banned
From the skies.

Dark magic Dragon
When will you find
Your light?

Jogging swiftly down my street I reach my front door. But before I can even open it. I hear the raised voices of my foster parents. They never argue? What is going on here?

Striding over to the side window, I quickly duck down when I see that it is open. Pressing close to the house I try to listen to their argument.

“ We need to tell the boy! He needs to know what is going to happen on his birthday." My foster mother, Linda, exclaims in a fierce cry. While my foster father, Matthew, grunts in frustration.

“ I don't think that he should know a thing. Not until the week of his birthday. We must wait and see if he gets any of the symptoms. He is just a halfling, my love, you never know what is going to happen."

“ We are his guardians, Matthew!" She yells.

“ Yes, we are his guardians. That means we protect him no matter what. Now. No more of this nonsense. Max will be home soon from his daily jog. We will wait and see Linda." He said with finality. And judging by the sounds of his footsteps, he went upstairs to their bedroom.

Before mom, she likes it when I call her that, could notice me by the window outside. I quickly crab walk towards the front of the house. Standing up I dust myself off as much as I can from the grass and dirt that is on me.

Walking up the porch I open the front door and walked into the house. Entering the kitchen I see my foster mom leaning against the sink.

“ Mom? Are you alright?" I quietly ask. Noting that her shoulders seemed to tense up when I walked in. Well, until I spoke. Turning in slow motion, mom spoke with false cheer.

“ Of course I'm alright sweety. Just a little tired is all."

Nodding in agreement. I ushered her into a kitchen chair. Hushing her protests, I tell her that I will be fixing dinner for tonight. Chuckling in amusement she asks me what I , the great chef, would be fixing tonight. Scoffing slightly at her amusement I tell her that I will fix my famous chilli. Seeing as it's almost colder than a witches tit.

Those words earned me a light slap to the back of my head. Shaking my head, I get the things I need for my infamous chilli.

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Nearly two hours later, everyone is sitting down to dinner. My foster mom and dad sitting to my right. And my fellow foster brother and two sisters to the left of me. Now I have to warn you about those three. They are true siblings and will tell anyone they meet that. Their names are Alaina, the perky blonde cheerleader type, the oldest of the trio.

Next in line is Adam, a goth. With his blonde looks and swimmers build, I will never understand why he be a goth. Don't get me wrong, I like nearly all things spooky and paranormal. Well, except the thought of werewolves. God if those beings are real, I think that would positively die of a heart attack. I thought with a slight shiver.

And last but not least is Alicia, the bookworm in the family. I get along with her the best. We both have a love of vampire romance novels. We can't seem to stop reading them and wishing that they were real. Chuckling at my wistfullness. I concentrate on my very yummy meal.

When dinner is over, the triplets offer to clean up the kitchen. Allowing our parents and I to head upstairs and turn in for the night.

As I'm laying in bed in nothing but my briefs, I quietly wish that I would not have any of the erotic dreams that I have been having since I moved here. And once I make that wish , I wearily close my eyes in hope and nod off into world dreams.....

(A/N...ohhhh! Something's gonna happen on someone's birthday! Hehe...not telling yet. Oh and Maxxie is having naughty dreams, I wonder who they star? Nope, not a word is going to pass these lips yet. Or is it type it out? Don't know and don't care. Lol. Well thats all....sooo comment and vote people. Who knows I might put your suggestions in, if any if you have any. But all in all this is a good days work. And im going to sign off and let y'all do what ya do.)

Arri