Post by YFWE on Jul 14, 2005 15:45:19 GMT -5
Ok, here is my most favorite fic ever! It's just really fun to write. It's also my most popular fic, and a lot of people say it's really funny- some say it's the funniest on FF.net. So if you Haven't read it yet, I recommend it! Here's ch. 1!
“Dragon in Paradise”
Prologue
YFWE
Jake was happy. Spud was happy. Trixie was happy. Hell, Professor Rotwood was happy. Spring Break. Probably the greatest achievement by school boards across America since... wait, there’s been none better! An entire week of nothing but sitting around, and doing nothing. Some might go to a hot spot like Florida or California, depending on where you lived in the USA. Some might go on a cruise. Some... might stay home and do absolutely nothing! Ahh... Spring Break is great.
So, that’s what really psyched everyone on that last day of school before Break. Even the teachers. No students in their lives for a whole week! Still it had its drawbacks. At least to some.
“Dude, I’m thinkin’ about switching schools”, exclaimed Spud that morning, “I mean, Reynoldsburg is already out today! That ain’t right!”
“Yeah, guess you’re right”, Jake said, “But it’s only one more day. Besides, it isn’t like we’ll have any homework!”
(End)
“...So, class, the project will be due as soon as you get back from your Break”, said Prof. Rotwood in class just a few minutes later. The whole class was awed. Homework... over break. This basically etched into everyone’s minds that Rotwood was as close to Hitler as any teacher at their school could get. He already had the accent... the next thing they were waiting for was for him to get up on top of his desk, draw a mustache on his face, and start “Saluting the Colonel”. “Your project”, he continued, “Will be over the history of the public school and its evolution into what it is today”. He was torturing them. As he’d be torturing himself when he would have to read them. What was he thinking? It was Rotwood. Who knew?
The bell rang. School was finally out. And for a week. “This’ll be a good week, except for the whole essay thing”, Trixie said as the three friends walked home, “At least we’ll be able to go to the Skatepark every day!”
“Er, yeah, about that...”, said Jake, eyeing the ground.
“Aw, no, don’t tell me, man!”, Spud exclaimed, “Your Grandpa’s gonna make you work in the shop for the whole week? That’s, like, against the will of the guy who invented Spring Break! You’re supposed to go out and have fun!”
“Yo, guys, did I ever say that I’d be working in the shop? No. Im actually leaving New York!”
“Aw, lucky, man”, Spud smiled, as the two slapped high-fives, “How’d you score that?”
“Well, y’know how my parents always go away on Break without us?”, Jake asked, “Well, they finally decided to take us somewhere! And even Gramps is going!”
“Sounds nice”, Trixie said, “But, like who’s gonna watch your Grandpa’s shop while he’s gone?”
Jake stared at his two friends, grinning slightly.
“Oh, hell, no!”, Trixie yelled, “We’re not gonna watch your Grandpa’s shop the whole Break! That’s like a wasted week!”
“Come on, guys!”, cried Jake, “It’s only for a little bit each day!”
“And when you say “a little bit”“, Spud said, “You mean about seven or eight hours, don’t you? See, I know how your twisted little mind works!”
And upon seeing Jake nod slowly, he said, “See, I know how your twisted little mind works!”
Trixie sighed, “Yeah, I guess so. I mean, do we really even have a choice?”
“What?”, asked Spud in disbelief, “You mean we’re really gonna...”
“Oh, thanks, guys!”, Jake grinned. He went up and hugged both of them.
“Dude...”, said Spud, pushing away, “I’m not like that.”
(End)
“Huntsmaster!”, called Rose, a.k.a. Huntsgirl as she entered her uncle’s home that same day. “Huntsmaster? Where is he?” She closed and locked the door behind her, and began toward her uncle’s room.
“‘Sup?”, said a voice beside her as she rounded a darkened corner.
She gasped, “What the... Who the hell are you!”
The voice came out of the dark. “Easy, easy. Name’s Regan.” He was kind of tall, almost reminded Rose of Brad from her school, except he had brown hair... and she’d never seen him before.
“What’re you doing in our house!”, yelled Rose, “I swear, if my uncle finds out you’re here, he’ll...”
“Calm yourself, Rose”, said another voice behind her. It was her uncle, the Huntsmaster, “He is an ally.” And he motioned for them to follow him.
They found themselves in the Huntslair. Rose looked around, seeing Regan, as well as three other kids about her age.
“Rose”, the Huntsmaster spoke, “I knew that you would be gone the next week. With your parents, I’ve heard. I also discovered that the dragon Lao Shei would be gone as well. I figured that this would be the most opportune moment to infiltrate the headquarters of the dragon. This way, we may be able to discover the true identity of the American Dragon, among other things. So I recruited some others. They are all descendants of past Huntsmasters as well, although not as close as you are. There is Regan Simon”, as he motioned for Regan to step forward, “who is from Chicago. I saw that you’ve already met.” Regan flashed a smile at her.
“Second, there’s Brittney Wing, from Florida.” Brittney stepped forward. She had shoulder-length blond hair, and seemed to be more interested in Regan than the conversation.
“Then there’s Mikhaila Jones. She’s from Ohio.” Mikhaila seemed to be a nice girl, and seemed to like Rose as well. She had short black hair, and was kind of short, but didn’t seem to be preppy, as Brittney did.
“And finally, this is Derek McClure, from Arizona.” Derek didn’t step forward when he was called. “Derek?”, the Huntsmaster asked, annoyed. It took a punch in the ribs from Regan to get Derek back on Earth. He waved and smiled. “Derek is probably our most skilled fighter. But he also, unfortunately, suffers from A.D.D. IF we can get him to overcome this, then he can be quite an ally.” Derek seemed more interested in the Huntsmaster’s shiny uniform...
Rose tried not to laugh. These guys? Fighters? Yeah, right. What was her uncle on this time?
“Hm, I see you are not impressed”, the Huntsmaster said, “Well, truth be told, they are not as good as you. After all, they were not trained by me. But we only need to get into the headquarters. I’m sure there will be little resistance. We should be fine. In the meantime, have fun on your Break. I think you deserve it. Do not worry, for we shall be fine.”
Rose smiled, nodded, and turned to leave. Still, she could not shake the fact that Derek was now staring at her earrings.
(End)
Jake had brought Trixie and Spud to Grandpa’s shop, where Grandpa was going to tell them what they’d need to do while he was gone. “All you need to do is stay here for at least seven hours per day”, he said, “When you are here, you simply need to watch over the shop and make sure that no one gets in. Except for Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday. On those days, the shop will be open. You will need to stay from 9 to 8 on those days. Plus, you’ll need to be there an additional hour before opening and after closing to clean up”. He went over a few other things like cleaning, sales, et cetera. He finished by saying, “And I will be putting up a shield of sorts to ward off any magical creatures. So you two should be fine.
“Hm, doesn’t seem too hard”, Trixie said, “Will we get paid?”
Grandpa flashed a look that said, I-wish-you-wouldn’t-have-asked-that, but then said, “Sure, there will be. But it will be based on your job. Am I clear?”
Spud saluted him, leaving Grandpa to eye him curiously, and then walk away.
(End)
“Derek! God d**nit, Derek! Snap outta it!”, Regan exclaimed. The Huntsclan’s four new recruits and Rose were walking down the street towards Grandpa’s shop. Rose was to show them the location of the shop, so they’d know about it. And Derek still wasn’t exactly “with” everyone.
“Man, I don’t care if he’s supposed to be, like, Rambo or somethin’”, said Mikhaila, “This ADD thing is driving me crazy!”
“This is why I’m glad I won’t be here”, muttered Rose under her breath. She had yet to speak to any of them but Regan. Mikhaila seemed nice enough. Brittney was too preppy. And Derek was... Derek.
“Alright, we’re here”, she announced when they reached the shop. It was 4:00 by now; the shop’s slowest time of the day, usually.
“So, are we gonna go in?”, Regan asked.
“Nah, you guys don’t really need to”, replied Rose. Then she, through the window, saw Jake, Trixie, and Spud. This lit her up, as she figured that she wouldn’t see Jake again until after break. “Uh, be right back, guys! Wait here!” And so she ran inside.
“Derek, where’d you go this time?”
(End)
“Jake, hey!”, exclaimed Rose as she walked in the door.
Jake was surprised to see her... especially here. “Rose, what’s up? Didn’t ever think I’d see you around here!”
Rose smiled, “Well, you never know sometimes. Hey, so I just wanted to say have fun on Break!”
“Yeah, you too. Y’know, wouldn’t it be awesome if you and I both went to the same place?”
It was at about that time that Trixie realized these two might talk for awhile. “Yeah, um, well I’ll be seeing ya, Jake. Spud, come on!”
“Dude, wonder what this is?”, Spud wondered aloud as he looked at a tiny $5.00 statue of Buddha. He looked from the statue, to his stomach, and stuck his stomach out as far as he could, before smiling and giving a thumbs-up to no one in particular. He was then dragged out of the store by Trixie.
“Heh. There’s Spud for ya”, Jake laughed. “So, where are you going?”
“Well, I’m not really supposed to know, but when I was over at my parents’ house, I saw some plane tickets to Miami.”
At this point, Jake visualized himself telling her, “Oh, you’re such a bad girl”, and her replying, “Oh yes, I need to be spanked!” Just another one of Jake’s disturbing fantasies.
“That’s cool”, said Jake, regaining his composure, “We’re going to Calloway Cay, in the Bahamas. They have a nice Spring Break party. I can’t wait!”
“Hm, well, sounds good!”, Rose smiled, “Well, I have to go. Have fun, don’t get sunburnt, and DON’T”, she put emphasis on this, “Look at any other girls! Have fun!”. And she left the store. Jake wondered if she was really serious or not. She was kind of smiling. There was no way that Jake could keep his eyes off of another girl:I’m Jake Long, for God’s sake!”, he whispered, before going back to help Grandpa with their preparations for closing.
(End)
The day had finally come. The day that everyone would leave for vacation. (Which was just the next day.) Grandpa had arrived at Jake’s house, where the frantic family was getting ready to leave. “Honey, have you seen my toothbrush?”, called Mr. Long from the bathroom. “I could’ve sworn that...”
“Is this it?”, asked a voice behind him which made him jump so high, he almost hit the ceiling. He turned to see Grandpa, holding a toothbrush.
“Oh, oh, Lao. Where on Earth did you come from? Yes, that’s it. Thanks.” He took it from him.
“You know, I’m kind of glad that... Lao? Where’d you go?” He was gone already, as quickly as he’d came.
“Hey, guys. Have you seen my baseball?”, Jake asked. (Sorry, I HAD to put that in there.
“No! Could you get me outta here?”, called a muffled voice from inside one of Grandpa’s suitcases.
“Sorry, Fu”, said Jake, “But my parents don’t know you’re going. You gotta stay in there.”
Fu sighed, “Okay, but could you...” His voice was lost in the suitcase.
“What’d you say?”
“I SAID: Let me get some...” His voice was lost again.
“Fu! Dawg! I can’t hear you!”
“Oh, c’mon, kid! Get me some air at the airport!”
“Well, then why didn’t you say so at first?”, Jake asked.
Fu then said some words that are inappropriate for this fic.
(End)
“I still can’t believe we’re doing this”, Spud said as he and Trixie skateboarded past Grandpa’s shop. “I mean, why would anyone want in there? All it is is some Chinese stuff. Who’d want in there?”
“Spud, should’ve known you wouldn’t have figured this one out”, Trixie said, “That shop is also Jake and Grandpa’s HQ. There’s some stuff in there that could lead some bad guy or somethin’ to Jake’s real identity. From what they told me, they already know his Grandpa’s identity. But not his. That’s why we’re watching over it.”
“Okay, guess I get it now. So, tomorrow’s Sunday. That’s the first day we’ll have to go in?”
“Yeah. Now enough talk! Let’s go down to the Park!”, she exclaimed, and with a hint of annoyance, she added under her breath, “It might be our last for a while.”
(End)
“Okay, uncle, I’m off”, said Rose as she dragged her luggage to the front door. “My parents should be here anytime now, so I’d better get out there.”
Her uncle: The Huntsmaster, and the four new recruits came to the door to say their goodbyes. “Have fun, Rose. When you come back, the American Dragon’s identity will no longer be a mystery to us.”, said Huntsmaster. “Isn’t that right, everyone?”
“That’s right”, was the phrase commonly heard, with the exception of Brittney, who said, “Whatever.”
A car horn honked outside. Rose’s parents were here. “Well, see you all!”, she said, and ran out the door to meet her parents. This was the first time she’d seen her parents in awhile, so after exchanging many hellos, they began driving off. She looked back to see Mikhaila, Regan, and Derek waving at her. As she got further away, she saw the first two go inside, but Derek continued waving outside. It made her wonder, later on, how long he stayed out there before realizing he couldn’t see them anymore.
Rose turned back to her parents, who were thumbing through their plane tickets. “So...able to tell me where we’re going yet?”, she asked sweetly.
Her mom laughed, “Rose, we know that you looked through the tickets. Sometimes you’ve got to put stuff away.” Rose smirked. “And... Miami’s not only where we’re going. We’re going to take a smaller plane to a place in the Bahamas, called Calloway Cay.”
(End)
So now everyone was on their way. Jake’s family and Rose’s family... toward the airport, although Rose knowing they’d see each other; Jake not knowing. Spud and Trixie, at the skatepark on their last day of freedom. So, as all of them continued their current lives, one thing was set on their mind.
So, who DID start the public school?
END CHAPTER
Hope you liked. Ch 2 up soon/
“Dragon in Paradise”
Prologue
YFWE
Jake was happy. Spud was happy. Trixie was happy. Hell, Professor Rotwood was happy. Spring Break. Probably the greatest achievement by school boards across America since... wait, there’s been none better! An entire week of nothing but sitting around, and doing nothing. Some might go to a hot spot like Florida or California, depending on where you lived in the USA. Some might go on a cruise. Some... might stay home and do absolutely nothing! Ahh... Spring Break is great.
So, that’s what really psyched everyone on that last day of school before Break. Even the teachers. No students in their lives for a whole week! Still it had its drawbacks. At least to some.
“Dude, I’m thinkin’ about switching schools”, exclaimed Spud that morning, “I mean, Reynoldsburg is already out today! That ain’t right!”
“Yeah, guess you’re right”, Jake said, “But it’s only one more day. Besides, it isn’t like we’ll have any homework!”
(End)
“...So, class, the project will be due as soon as you get back from your Break”, said Prof. Rotwood in class just a few minutes later. The whole class was awed. Homework... over break. This basically etched into everyone’s minds that Rotwood was as close to Hitler as any teacher at their school could get. He already had the accent... the next thing they were waiting for was for him to get up on top of his desk, draw a mustache on his face, and start “Saluting the Colonel”. “Your project”, he continued, “Will be over the history of the public school and its evolution into what it is today”. He was torturing them. As he’d be torturing himself when he would have to read them. What was he thinking? It was Rotwood. Who knew?
The bell rang. School was finally out. And for a week. “This’ll be a good week, except for the whole essay thing”, Trixie said as the three friends walked home, “At least we’ll be able to go to the Skatepark every day!”
“Er, yeah, about that...”, said Jake, eyeing the ground.
“Aw, no, don’t tell me, man!”, Spud exclaimed, “Your Grandpa’s gonna make you work in the shop for the whole week? That’s, like, against the will of the guy who invented Spring Break! You’re supposed to go out and have fun!”
“Yo, guys, did I ever say that I’d be working in the shop? No. Im actually leaving New York!”
“Aw, lucky, man”, Spud smiled, as the two slapped high-fives, “How’d you score that?”
“Well, y’know how my parents always go away on Break without us?”, Jake asked, “Well, they finally decided to take us somewhere! And even Gramps is going!”
“Sounds nice”, Trixie said, “But, like who’s gonna watch your Grandpa’s shop while he’s gone?”
Jake stared at his two friends, grinning slightly.
“Oh, hell, no!”, Trixie yelled, “We’re not gonna watch your Grandpa’s shop the whole Break! That’s like a wasted week!”
“Come on, guys!”, cried Jake, “It’s only for a little bit each day!”
“And when you say “a little bit”“, Spud said, “You mean about seven or eight hours, don’t you? See, I know how your twisted little mind works!”
And upon seeing Jake nod slowly, he said, “See, I know how your twisted little mind works!”
Trixie sighed, “Yeah, I guess so. I mean, do we really even have a choice?”
“What?”, asked Spud in disbelief, “You mean we’re really gonna...”
“Oh, thanks, guys!”, Jake grinned. He went up and hugged both of them.
“Dude...”, said Spud, pushing away, “I’m not like that.”
(End)
“Huntsmaster!”, called Rose, a.k.a. Huntsgirl as she entered her uncle’s home that same day. “Huntsmaster? Where is he?” She closed and locked the door behind her, and began toward her uncle’s room.
“‘Sup?”, said a voice beside her as she rounded a darkened corner.
She gasped, “What the... Who the hell are you!”
The voice came out of the dark. “Easy, easy. Name’s Regan.” He was kind of tall, almost reminded Rose of Brad from her school, except he had brown hair... and she’d never seen him before.
“What’re you doing in our house!”, yelled Rose, “I swear, if my uncle finds out you’re here, he’ll...”
“Calm yourself, Rose”, said another voice behind her. It was her uncle, the Huntsmaster, “He is an ally.” And he motioned for them to follow him.
They found themselves in the Huntslair. Rose looked around, seeing Regan, as well as three other kids about her age.
“Rose”, the Huntsmaster spoke, “I knew that you would be gone the next week. With your parents, I’ve heard. I also discovered that the dragon Lao Shei would be gone as well. I figured that this would be the most opportune moment to infiltrate the headquarters of the dragon. This way, we may be able to discover the true identity of the American Dragon, among other things. So I recruited some others. They are all descendants of past Huntsmasters as well, although not as close as you are. There is Regan Simon”, as he motioned for Regan to step forward, “who is from Chicago. I saw that you’ve already met.” Regan flashed a smile at her.
“Second, there’s Brittney Wing, from Florida.” Brittney stepped forward. She had shoulder-length blond hair, and seemed to be more interested in Regan than the conversation.
“Then there’s Mikhaila Jones. She’s from Ohio.” Mikhaila seemed to be a nice girl, and seemed to like Rose as well. She had short black hair, and was kind of short, but didn’t seem to be preppy, as Brittney did.
“And finally, this is Derek McClure, from Arizona.” Derek didn’t step forward when he was called. “Derek?”, the Huntsmaster asked, annoyed. It took a punch in the ribs from Regan to get Derek back on Earth. He waved and smiled. “Derek is probably our most skilled fighter. But he also, unfortunately, suffers from A.D.D. IF we can get him to overcome this, then he can be quite an ally.” Derek seemed more interested in the Huntsmaster’s shiny uniform...
Rose tried not to laugh. These guys? Fighters? Yeah, right. What was her uncle on this time?
“Hm, I see you are not impressed”, the Huntsmaster said, “Well, truth be told, they are not as good as you. After all, they were not trained by me. But we only need to get into the headquarters. I’m sure there will be little resistance. We should be fine. In the meantime, have fun on your Break. I think you deserve it. Do not worry, for we shall be fine.”
Rose smiled, nodded, and turned to leave. Still, she could not shake the fact that Derek was now staring at her earrings.
(End)
Jake had brought Trixie and Spud to Grandpa’s shop, where Grandpa was going to tell them what they’d need to do while he was gone. “All you need to do is stay here for at least seven hours per day”, he said, “When you are here, you simply need to watch over the shop and make sure that no one gets in. Except for Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday. On those days, the shop will be open. You will need to stay from 9 to 8 on those days. Plus, you’ll need to be there an additional hour before opening and after closing to clean up”. He went over a few other things like cleaning, sales, et cetera. He finished by saying, “And I will be putting up a shield of sorts to ward off any magical creatures. So you two should be fine.
“Hm, doesn’t seem too hard”, Trixie said, “Will we get paid?”
Grandpa flashed a look that said, I-wish-you-wouldn’t-have-asked-that, but then said, “Sure, there will be. But it will be based on your job. Am I clear?”
Spud saluted him, leaving Grandpa to eye him curiously, and then walk away.
(End)
“Derek! God d**nit, Derek! Snap outta it!”, Regan exclaimed. The Huntsclan’s four new recruits and Rose were walking down the street towards Grandpa’s shop. Rose was to show them the location of the shop, so they’d know about it. And Derek still wasn’t exactly “with” everyone.
“Man, I don’t care if he’s supposed to be, like, Rambo or somethin’”, said Mikhaila, “This ADD thing is driving me crazy!”
“This is why I’m glad I won’t be here”, muttered Rose under her breath. She had yet to speak to any of them but Regan. Mikhaila seemed nice enough. Brittney was too preppy. And Derek was... Derek.
“Alright, we’re here”, she announced when they reached the shop. It was 4:00 by now; the shop’s slowest time of the day, usually.
“So, are we gonna go in?”, Regan asked.
“Nah, you guys don’t really need to”, replied Rose. Then she, through the window, saw Jake, Trixie, and Spud. This lit her up, as she figured that she wouldn’t see Jake again until after break. “Uh, be right back, guys! Wait here!” And so she ran inside.
“Derek, where’d you go this time?”
(End)
“Jake, hey!”, exclaimed Rose as she walked in the door.
Jake was surprised to see her... especially here. “Rose, what’s up? Didn’t ever think I’d see you around here!”
Rose smiled, “Well, you never know sometimes. Hey, so I just wanted to say have fun on Break!”
“Yeah, you too. Y’know, wouldn’t it be awesome if you and I both went to the same place?”
It was at about that time that Trixie realized these two might talk for awhile. “Yeah, um, well I’ll be seeing ya, Jake. Spud, come on!”
“Dude, wonder what this is?”, Spud wondered aloud as he looked at a tiny $5.00 statue of Buddha. He looked from the statue, to his stomach, and stuck his stomach out as far as he could, before smiling and giving a thumbs-up to no one in particular. He was then dragged out of the store by Trixie.
“Heh. There’s Spud for ya”, Jake laughed. “So, where are you going?”
“Well, I’m not really supposed to know, but when I was over at my parents’ house, I saw some plane tickets to Miami.”
At this point, Jake visualized himself telling her, “Oh, you’re such a bad girl”, and her replying, “Oh yes, I need to be spanked!” Just another one of Jake’s disturbing fantasies.
“That’s cool”, said Jake, regaining his composure, “We’re going to Calloway Cay, in the Bahamas. They have a nice Spring Break party. I can’t wait!”
“Hm, well, sounds good!”, Rose smiled, “Well, I have to go. Have fun, don’t get sunburnt, and DON’T”, she put emphasis on this, “Look at any other girls! Have fun!”. And she left the store. Jake wondered if she was really serious or not. She was kind of smiling. There was no way that Jake could keep his eyes off of another girl:I’m Jake Long, for God’s sake!”, he whispered, before going back to help Grandpa with their preparations for closing.
(End)
The day had finally come. The day that everyone would leave for vacation. (Which was just the next day.) Grandpa had arrived at Jake’s house, where the frantic family was getting ready to leave. “Honey, have you seen my toothbrush?”, called Mr. Long from the bathroom. “I could’ve sworn that...”
“Is this it?”, asked a voice behind him which made him jump so high, he almost hit the ceiling. He turned to see Grandpa, holding a toothbrush.
“Oh, oh, Lao. Where on Earth did you come from? Yes, that’s it. Thanks.” He took it from him.
“You know, I’m kind of glad that... Lao? Where’d you go?” He was gone already, as quickly as he’d came.
“Hey, guys. Have you seen my baseball?”, Jake asked. (Sorry, I HAD to put that in there.
“No! Could you get me outta here?”, called a muffled voice from inside one of Grandpa’s suitcases.
“Sorry, Fu”, said Jake, “But my parents don’t know you’re going. You gotta stay in there.”
Fu sighed, “Okay, but could you...” His voice was lost in the suitcase.
“What’d you say?”
“I SAID: Let me get some...” His voice was lost again.
“Fu! Dawg! I can’t hear you!”
“Oh, c’mon, kid! Get me some air at the airport!”
“Well, then why didn’t you say so at first?”, Jake asked.
Fu then said some words that are inappropriate for this fic.
(End)
“I still can’t believe we’re doing this”, Spud said as he and Trixie skateboarded past Grandpa’s shop. “I mean, why would anyone want in there? All it is is some Chinese stuff. Who’d want in there?”
“Spud, should’ve known you wouldn’t have figured this one out”, Trixie said, “That shop is also Jake and Grandpa’s HQ. There’s some stuff in there that could lead some bad guy or somethin’ to Jake’s real identity. From what they told me, they already know his Grandpa’s identity. But not his. That’s why we’re watching over it.”
“Okay, guess I get it now. So, tomorrow’s Sunday. That’s the first day we’ll have to go in?”
“Yeah. Now enough talk! Let’s go down to the Park!”, she exclaimed, and with a hint of annoyance, she added under her breath, “It might be our last for a while.”
(End)
“Okay, uncle, I’m off”, said Rose as she dragged her luggage to the front door. “My parents should be here anytime now, so I’d better get out there.”
Her uncle: The Huntsmaster, and the four new recruits came to the door to say their goodbyes. “Have fun, Rose. When you come back, the American Dragon’s identity will no longer be a mystery to us.”, said Huntsmaster. “Isn’t that right, everyone?”
“That’s right”, was the phrase commonly heard, with the exception of Brittney, who said, “Whatever.”
A car horn honked outside. Rose’s parents were here. “Well, see you all!”, she said, and ran out the door to meet her parents. This was the first time she’d seen her parents in awhile, so after exchanging many hellos, they began driving off. She looked back to see Mikhaila, Regan, and Derek waving at her. As she got further away, she saw the first two go inside, but Derek continued waving outside. It made her wonder, later on, how long he stayed out there before realizing he couldn’t see them anymore.
Rose turned back to her parents, who were thumbing through their plane tickets. “So...able to tell me where we’re going yet?”, she asked sweetly.
Her mom laughed, “Rose, we know that you looked through the tickets. Sometimes you’ve got to put stuff away.” Rose smirked. “And... Miami’s not only where we’re going. We’re going to take a smaller plane to a place in the Bahamas, called Calloway Cay.”
(End)
So now everyone was on their way. Jake’s family and Rose’s family... toward the airport, although Rose knowing they’d see each other; Jake not knowing. Spud and Trixie, at the skatepark on their last day of freedom. So, as all of them continued their current lives, one thing was set on their mind.
So, who DID start the public school?
END CHAPTER
Hope you liked. Ch 2 up soon/
