Clark was in his last class of the day, unfortunately, this class was the one with a teacher who hated him. Now kids will say a teacher hates them because they get onto them for not working, but this one actually hated him. She would just start yelling at him for no real reason, make up random excuses to call him out for something, making fake reasons to mark off points, and would find even the smallest things to send him to detention.
So he sat in his seat, Shadow had taken residence in his backpack. She had grown tired of everyone so she was napping there with her head poking out of the top just a bit. Class started and the teacher entered the room and the quire of monotone 'good afternoon' rang through the room.
"Good afternoon class today we will be - Boyle!"
Clark had to force himself not to roll his eyes, she was already at it.
"What on earth is that thing in your bag."
At her comment Shadow lifted her head from its resting position, tong still peeking out the side of her mouth.
"Oh that's Shadow, she is a dragon I recently bonded with."
She glared at the scaled creature as it yawned.
"Well take it out of your bag, I don't want it making noise in it."
Clark looked shocked at her ridiculous reason and request.
"But she's tired an-"
"Do not talk back to me young man! I gave you an order!"
"Yes, Mrs.Cole."
Reluctantly, Clark unzipped his bag and lifted Shadow from it. She gave a noise of protest and Clark just whispered sorry. He placed her around his shoulders and looked back the teacher, Shadow had thin trails of smoke coming from her nose in frustration.
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A Dragonic Friend
FantasyClark ran through the woods after his dog who had fun off for no reason. When he finally caught up he found what his dog was running after. A small dragon with a large wound. (first book in a small series)
