It was the Olympic day, and the riders were on their dragons ready to race. I picked up my trumpet and after taking a long breath in, blew as hard as possible through it. It made a long, loud, exiting sort of sound. The games had begun. The riders took off and flew over a few trees, but that was only the beginning. As they flew over a mountains and out of distance, the wind caught my flag and raised it just high enough that the crowd could see it. I felt a slight tap on my back and as l looked over my shoulder, I could see a small face looking up at me. It was a little girl, around the age of six.
‘Yes?’ I muttered, annoyed because I wanted to watch the games.
‘Agh...... I, where are we?’ She asked shyly. My eyes widened. Where are we? That had to be the silliest question I had ever heard.
‘What?’ I stuttered.
‘Well, I was in my bedroom playing with my toys, and then suddenly, after twisting a silly looking button on my toys jacket, I was here. Weird isn’t it?’ she replied. I new there was something odd about her. Her clothing, her speech, her...... well, everything! This was the first pedestrian I had ever come across. I was about to yell out and get someone to help get her back to where she belonged, but then I decided it would be cool to teach her to be a rider. That was the worst mistake I ever made.
‘Well, we’re at the Olympics and those dragon riders are the Olympic players’ I said sweetly. She nodded her head with a bit of a confused face. I decided to try again.
'My name is Katie. What's yours?' I asked. 'Lucy' she replied. 'Well Lucy, you are going to become a dragon rider like me. You're going to learn how to ride' I said slowly. She squeled excitedly.
'Come with me' I whispered. Her blonde hair caught my eye as it was the longest hair I had ever seen. It flowed right down to her ankels and stopped just before she would be able to step on it. She wore a bright pink jumper and tiny little blue shorts. I took her hand and put down my trumpet. We krept toward the exit. That is when I realised we wouldn't be able to get through as I'm not aloud to leave intill the game is over. A plan flashed through my head. I grabbed hold of it because if you don't you will forget it in ten seconds flat. I walked up to the man gaurding the door and tapped him on the shoulder.
'Exuse me sir, my little sister realy needs to go to the loe and there's a big line for the toilet and somethimes she wets hersef and.....'. He held out his hand for me to stop talking. Then he stood aside to let me through.
I walked confidently and proudly as though I had just won the Olimpics myself. We strolled down the narrow hall and into the fresh air once again.
