Love Entwined

Chapter 1: First Day

Chapter 1: First Day (Sophia's P.O.V)

Thirteen Years Later

Swirls of lively, vivid colors floated around me varying fromt the colors of green, brown, blue, black, and yellow. Then, ripping through all shades, came an explosion of red. Fire. I flinched away, fearing it would burn me. But instead, it flew around me, taking all the other colors and dissolving it into its background. It didn't feel hot or dangerous, it felt warm and safe. It was similar to how you would feel when drinking hot chocolate on the coldest day of the year. It filled me up and overwhelmed me, though I never knew there was a hole there in the first place. 

A creature came out of the curtain of flames. It was the beautiful beast that lived alongside us trainers. A dragon. Each dragon chose us, to be our life partner and best friend. This dragon came closer to me, scales crimson red and eyes as black as night, but they shone as lively as stars. He kept coming closer, until we were face to face, or at least his face and my entire being. Our eyes met and locked. For a whole minute, we both stood as still as a broken clock, no time passing between us. He then bowed his head, and my arm began to reach out to him. My fingers rested on his nose, and he closed his eyes in acceptence. I smiled, knowing he was the one for me and I was the one for him. 

"Madam Sophia, it is time to wake up," a distant voice echoed. My dragon's eyes flew open and he pulled back. Stepping back, he gave me a scared and confused look.

"Wait!" I called after him. He stepped further away from me, which made my heart drop. The hole began to come back, and my knees gave in. He turned around and ran away, then jumped off the ground, releasing his magnificent wings and took off into the pitch black night. 

I stirred a little, then opened my eyes to the blank ceiling of my bedroom. One of my many butlers stood by my bed, who then smiled as I adjusted to reality and its many cruelties. 

"Good morning," I greeted politley, looking at the clock next to my queen sized bed. Seven o' clock. This was the earliest time I've ever awaken to.

"Good morning madam. I hope you haven't forgotten about your first day of school," he reminded. My memory tugged at me, but then I remembered how my father finally allowed me to go to a public high school. You see, my father is one of the highest ranking dragon trainer, as well as the captain of his own squad of trainers. He pampered me all my life, giving me whatever I needed, and taught me everything I must know about dragons and training them. He also homeschooled me, meaning I've never been around others around my age. In fact, I feel like a fragile, insecure, weakling everythime I'm in a large crowd of people. I hated my lack of self confidence. 

So I decided to go to a normal school. It took a while before I could convince my parents, but Father finally said I can go through my last year of high school outside the mansion. Today, I will finally learn to live with those of my age group and come out of the shell I was always trapped in.

I eagerly jumped about of bed, my feet landing on the soft, snow white carpet. "Go tell my parents that I'll be down for breakfast in five minutes," I ordered the waiting butler with a smile. He nodded and left the room at that. I ran to the bathroom and locked the door behind me. 

The huge pond shaped mirror gave back a reflected image of me. My straight dark brown hair, similar to my mother's, brushed my upper arms as it framed my round, pale baby face. I had chocolate brown eyes that matched my father's, except his shined with confidence and long years of experience. I was tall, like both my parents, and thin because my mother kept me in a strict diet. 

After brushing my teeth, I slipped out my pj's and put on the clothes I spent an hour last night choosing. It was a striped, black and white long sleeved knit top with a black A line skirt that went a little over my knees, and the outfit matched my white buckled wedged sneakers. After brushing my hair, I gave a satisfied smile to my reflection.