The Nowhere boys and the nowhere girl

Chapter 8 - The premenitons

It was that woman again the one with a kind face and the blue eyes only this time her face is pulled in to a face I can only assume is anger ; this time I am behind her of the bat.  "Stay away from me dragonborne"  she yells "Your kind don't mix with mine,back away."  She looked at me and her eyes started to glow a bright blue. "Burnen et youcanter" she chants a spell I guess. Then I or dream me I guess says " counter" and her eyes stop glowing. Her face contorts in to a horrifying face of anger her lips turned down and turn in a snarling version of the pretty smile I saw before her eyes squinted , yet she showed a little confusion.  "I am but not just a  dragonborne" I sated in a calm voice as if I had said it  a million times. "What do you mean?" She asks get more and more angry as the question went further. "Do your senses fail you? I am half witch and half ...
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I wake up to the 5 boys face surrounding me. That dream was weirded I think I have been reading to many fantasy story's or playing to many fantasy games. "Are you ok ?" My concerned brother asks his face showing real concern "yes I am fine" I reply with a smile. I brush my dirty leggings down and stand up; The gesture cooling my confusion about my complicated dream. I take a breath in and the I breath out. I catch my hair in my hand; " That's unusual it's not normally that long" I think to my self as  I move over to the small door that behind it lies my room. My small , feminine had moves slowly to the wooden, old handle and I smoothly move my wrist wright and push the door so that it opens. I flip my hair and waltz in to my temporary, small room ; I walk over to the soft spot where my bag is. I reach out for the bag and pull it up to me -I had been to lazy to close it- and put my hand inside producing my hand held mirror and my hair brush; I hold the mirror in a position that shows as much of my hair as possible and examine it , it was most certainly longer than I remember- it now lay at just over shoulder length- "How long was I out?" I  yell through to the other room waiting for at least one of the boys to answer. "All night" came a voice from the other room, how is it possible my hair is this long and quite literally by over night. I shrug it off after drawing down to magic and decide to pull it up in to a pony tail up on top  of my head; I can hear the boys arguing next door as I pull it up until it is as near perfect I can get it, I adjust my fringe so that some of it crosses my nose and the rest of it stays at the side by ears, my fringe was the only bit to not really grow to less than chin length. The boys were still arguing I have absolutely no idea what in the 7 hells they were on about but it was starting to bother me. I continue to adjust my hair so it was closer to perfect but they continued to argue; This aggravated me further "SHUT UP" I yell at the boys whilst looking in the mirror. My appearance started to change.
----------------------------------------------First I noticed that one strand of my mouse brown hair had turned a nice light copper colour; this then developed into all of my hair turning the beautiful colour. It then continued further as the edge of my face and other parts of my body became covers in beautiful glimmering red dragon scales; to add to it out of my back sprouted a beautiful pair of red dragon wings, they had hard bone outlining this was covered with the same shimmering red scales as on my skin; in between these was a neat slightly red tinted flesh of witch you could see the nerves rolling through them. My cloths then begin to change to my shoes becoming adorable red scaled flats that reflected light red light when hit with the light. These were followed by red satin ribbons attached to them moving around my leg to just under my knee. My leggings became adorable red  short shorts with a red scale pattern where the stitching normally is my top became a small cropped top of the same amazing scarlet red with scales around the edge. My eyes became a deep golden colour and to finish it up the scales and cloths became tinted slightly blue as did my hair and one of my eyes blue. This blue was a very subtle blue the kind you would associate with your soul. I look at my new appearance in the mirror in awe letting slip my grip on the mirror