"Red Rock Badgers?" I snort "some mascot."
Mark's arm drapes around my shoulder.
"This is high school cuz, it's social suicide to dis the mascot"
"Sure sure." I glance at him.
In his letterman jacket
Red, with white sleave and his name in gold.
"Since I'm laying low suicide might not be so bad."
"Don't be a pessimist, I'll introduce you to the gang."
He all but drags me to a group of teens, the males also sporting letterman.
Each with a girl on his arm.
"Yo guys"
"Wolfcreak!" One waves in greeting.
"Andrew, this here's my cuz Haru Iagnov-"
"Iagnov? You Russian or something?"
I nod "I'm actually a grandpa from the Soviet Union."
"That explains the white hair" Andrew chuckles "ri-"
"Well I think it's hot."
This from a blonde, total knockout,
Perfectly curved, soft blue eyes, her hands fine and delicate.
She holds that same hand out "Mari" she says with a friendly smile.
I take it a little nervous, aroused, ...fuck.
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Salamander
Fantasía(Cellphone Novel)Humans have always been told dragons are extinct, but what if that was a lie? What if dragons have in fact survived to this modern age? By taking on human form. "Make no mistake human, Dragons are alive...we walk among you" (UPDA...
