Walking into my 8th grade math class at 8:00 in the morning was not my favorite..... especially when you have a burning ache in your shoulder and can't think right.
Somehow I can make it to my next class, language arts. I stumble into the class room and earn stares from most the kids. I'm not one known to be sick.
I take yet another step on shaking feet before crashing to the ground the pain over baring.
I hear many gasps and a paw scratching at my face, and the pain subsides, before I get a chance to open my eyes, though, something bites my shoulder. I scream loud, hearing distant foot steps and more hollow gasps.
Soon the pain is gone, and I can open my eyes. I brush my hair out of my face, wait, no, my hair! The ends of my strawberry blonde hair have changed to a bleach blonde white.
I slowly sit up look for anyone familiar, but to no avail. All I can see are six boys, all with different hair, looking at me and glaring at anyone who gets close.
Before I can ask why the famous six riders are staring at me I feel a small ,wet tongue lick my hand.
I shriek and look down to see a white and blue baby dragon. What the actual hell.....
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Taming the elements
ФэнтезиThere are 7 dragons, they've lived for over 10,000 years. Every time their rider dyes, another rider is picked. Water, fire, earth, wind, nature, light, and darkness. Each dragon represents and element, along with the men who ride them. Yes, men...
