Zariah lives in a world unlike ours. It looks like our world, in fact, it is our world. Only 2.5 million years into the future from right now. Everyone is special. And there's a school that teaches you how to be even more special, a school that will...
I awoke, still groggy from the night before. I stood up from the comfort of my dragon, who was still laying with me. I stretched, greeting the morning sun as the beams touched my face. I turn to Orion and scratched the side of his face. I stepped away from him a bit getting ready to transform into an outfit for the day.
I then heard a low growl and I turned around to see my dragon rolling on his back and stretching as I had done. I giggled.
I held out my arms and began to transform into an outfit I had never worn before.
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My long hair blew in the morning wind. I went over to my dragon who was now laying down on his stomach to allow me to climb onto him. I walked up his wing and onto his back. I went to sit down but immediately stopped when I heard a quiet sound that filled my ears making it seem like the only sound here. I slowly climbed off of Orion. I could tell that he had heard it too, he stood in a stance showing he was ready to attack.
Then, I sense something behind me and swing my sword around, the blade almost coming in contact with the persons neck.
"Chill, chill!!" The person said. I could tell it was a male, we was just a bit taller than me.
"Who are you." I demanded
"My name is Dion, I'm not here to hurt you." He said
"Then why are you here?" I asked
"I saw you alone, you shouldn't be alone, especially with him. And especially not put in the open like this." He told me
I removed my blade from his neck getting a better look at him.
I don't feel like explaining what he looks like so here.
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And my god was he hot. He was wearing a leather jacket and black jeans. No shirt.
(I know, I'm the picture he has a shirt but just pretend that he doesn't)
He had extremely toned abs and strong muscles. And he looked powerful, very powerful. He almost looked trustworthy. But something about him told me that he was no ordinary person. And he was here for no ordinary reason.
I know, I haven't updated in a while. Sorry. I'll try to update soon but so promises lol. Go read my bff's story, "The Life Of Someone Far Ahead." By Trinifriend she is an amazing author, go read her stories! Until next time, byeeeeeeeeeee!
