Layla the dragon princess

chapter 6 - Time to grow up

The next morning I woke up to John ripping the covers of my body while I screamed bloody murder.

"WHYYYYY ??? I was so comfortable you asshat." I yelled at him.

He gave me a cocky smirk and replied, "well good morning to you too princess, glad to see you being such a ray of sunshine early in the morning."

I glared at him but swung out of bed anyway. As soon as I stood up, I dropped like a rag to the ground whimpering.

"What have you done to me? Why are my muscles betraying me like this? Oh dear Lord have mercy. Good bey cruel world!!!!" I finished my little dramatic tantrum and pouted still laying on the hard floor not planning to stand up.

John laughed at me. Peeking over my bed he gave me an innocent look and said, "oh come on. I didn't work you that hard yesterday."

"You seem to forget that I have never trained a day in my life. I think I have the right to morn my muscles death." I said back but got up anyway.

"Shit Layla that guy really did hit you hard." He sounded angry and I could see his jaw tensing.

I walked to the bathroom and looked in the mirror to be greeted with my normal face only I had a huge dark purple bruise on my jaw. I griminced at the sight and walked back into my room.

"Damn it looks bad", I voiced my thought out loud but continued to pick out clothes for the day.

Last night my dragon slept in a nest that was brought into my room. I looked over to her when she started waking up so I moved over to her.

"Good morning little one." I cooed as she stretched and yawned. Finally alert to her surroundings she jumped into my arms and squealed.

I laughed at her eagerness and sat her down on my bed.

Looking to John I raised a brow and said, "ummm John , I kinda need to get changed soooo you know... You need to leave."

He finally realised what I was trying to say and with flushed cheeks he stuttered out, " o-oh y-yhea sorry about t-that. Ummm ... I'll see you down s-stairs."

He hurried out and I giggled to myself at his embarrassed state.

I finished dressing and walked with my dragon on my shoulder and John at my side to the dinning hall.

We sat down with his friends and they all gave curious glances to the little whith dragon with her tail snugly wrapped around my nek.

Already knowing what they're going to ask I spoke first. "She didn't want to leave me when she was hatched so Lloyd said she could stay with me. She almost bit the caretaker's finger off when he tried to remove her."

They looked at me wide eyed and of course Matt had to be smart and commented, "she can't be that bad, she looks so small and cute."

His face came closer and he made baby noises at my dragon. She didn't like that very much so she did what had to be done to get him out of her face. She bit his nose.

Matt shrieked like a girl and held his nose while the rest of us cracked up. Tait fell backwards to the ground which in turn made us laugh harder.

Gasping for breath I said, " you... you were so asking for that Matt." And we continue laughing.

When we were finished with breakfast we made our way to our individual classes.

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2 weeks later.

Laying in bed after a grueling day of school and training I tried to relax my stiff body.

John had been drilling us everyday and I have to say I'm seeing some big changes in my body. My stomach is more defined, not a six pack but nice and toned. My arms have more muscle and strength. My legs are stronger and toned. Over all I was happy with the new me.

I'm not the only one going through changes. My dragon is growing at a really fast pace, even faster than normal dragons. She's now the size of a full grown bear and can't even fit in my room anymore. So she sleeps in her own nest with the other dragons.

Just thinking about her makes the ache in my body go away and I fill with excitement. Not being able to stay still any longer I sneak out to visit her.

Giving her a whistle that she knows belongs to me I hear the flapping of wings and seconds later she lands infont of me.

Something's different though. There's excitement in her eyes and she's jumpy.

"What's wrong with you pretty girl?" I say to her. I'm so used to never getting a reply so imagine my shock when she replies.

"Well I went trough my last mental changes a few moments ago."

I started at her and thought to myself.
It talked... she talked...

"Hayyyyy!! I'm not an it you buthole. You can call me Dakota or your happiness and reason for living. Whichever you prefer."

"You talked.... and your sassy too?"

Before she could answer I gasped and realized something. "The excitement I felt in my room... That was YOU?"

"Very much so. I knew you would come to me and I just couldn't wait until morning to tell you."

I gave her a loving smile but in my head I was still weirded out that she finally replied after two weeks of one sided conversations.

Feeling overwhelmed and stuck in my shocked state I looked at Dakota and she seemed to understand my mixed feelings so she came closer and sat down infront of me.

"I have an idea to clear your mind up."

She said and gave me a mischievous look.

"What ?" I asked cautiously.

She replied with two simple words that nearly made me poop my pants.

"Get on."