The Begining

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"Come with me" said the fairy in green named Celestial.

"Why?" said Alex.

"I want to show something" said Celestial, guiding Alex through the dark. Alex following her through the dark forest. In a matter of time, Alex found himself with Celestial in front of waterfall inside a cave. The waterfall had rainbow colors that illuminated the cave that was enormous. Celestial then seated down and as Alex did too, Celestial started to move her hands in the water creating a mirror. A mirror to reflect Alex in the future.

"Why I'm in there?" Alex began to question.

"You are going to be in great danger in future, you must watch this so you can't be in danger of ........."

Alex woke up, "What the heck!?" ,Alex thought to himself. "What was that all about?". Alex thought all night what was the dream about and how weird it was. Soon it was 5:30 a.m. of the morning, the alarm went on, Alex had to get ready.  Alex took off his pijamas that are blue plaid with white stripes, then put his white polo shirt with the logo of his school which it had a dragon blowing flames in the right arm long sleeve, on top of his polo, he put his dark red vest, Then he put his long khaki's with his closed black grimsby Clark's. It was his first day of school in the new high school called Red Fire high School. He moved ocassionally from city to city, even from country to country. He didn't mind a lot, he like seeing new places and eat different foods. It was his senior year, he was happy he would not go to school no more, and no more of a bunch of hormonal girls that watred him sexually. He put away his thoughts to do his hair, since he has straight thin hair, he just brush it and did a hair line in the middle of his hair, and he was ready. He grab his backpack, and his car keys with the house keys, and left his room heading downstairs towards the garage door.  He went inside his car and started the engine.

"Here we go" said Alex driving out of the garage. The orange lamborghini aventador running his engine, and driving fast as a strike.

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