Chapter one: and so it starts
Nadia's POV
My name is Nadia Blair Albright. My mom owns her own pet hospital, in which she takes in stray animals and nurses them back to health. I help out whenever I'm not busied with school, homework, or laziness. That last one is the usual. I always thought I was a normal kid, well, as normal as you can be with ADHD and dyslexia. That all changed the day the Chimera came to my school. Call me crazy all you want, tell me that the chimera is a MYTH, but I know what I saw. Otherwise, I seriously need to be on medication, or I simply got knocked out and am on some sort of laughing gas. That gas must be strong. Uh, I'm getting distracted! Anyway, the chimera- which is one of the ugliest things I have ever seen- came for me. Don't ask me why! I have no idea, but it did.
It was two weeks before my birthday, and the mild afternoon was starting to get colder as the autumn winds picked up. All the kids were screaming and running around. Some were playing soccer while others simply sat down and gossiped. I was playing tag with some of my friends. Grade four had been a really hard year, it involved a lot of reading which, for me meant headaches. I'm not talking about those small headaches that, as long as you don't think about it, they don't bother you, I'm talking about full on migraines. They, were deadly, my only break was recess. As I was running away from my best friend Jasmine, a girl in my class came running up to me.
"Nadia, Nadia" she screamed, as she came to a stop panting beside me. "There is a poor little dog over by the fence; it looks like it's injured"
Suddenly all business, I came to an abrupt stop, causing Jas to run into me. "Caught you" she announced.
"No!" I argued, "I came to a stop because Eleanor told me there was a dog that looked hurt."
"Yes," Eleanor continued, "some girls, myself included, were wondering if maybe you could help it since your mother owns a pet hospital."
This was a dangerous game I was playing, if I couldn't help the poor creature, then I would be the center of the "like-likes" torment, not that I wasn't already, but then it would be even more so. If I didn't attempt to help the dog, then the same outcome would occur. At least if I tried, I had a shot of preventing that. "I will try to help!" I declared. Worst decision of my life, that's saying a lot.
"Great!" Eleanor squealed. She ran over to the rest of the group. "She will help!"
As I walked toward the group, I grabbed the chain of my necklace, the only thing I had of my dad. He had given it to my mom before he left, and told her to give it to me. He was gone before my mom even went into labor, but I still hoped that one day I'd meet him. The necklace served as a lucky charm, even if he did desert my mother and I.
"Alright," I said, "where is the dog?"
Everyone pointed to a Chihuahua right in the middle of their group. Taking a deep breath, I walked over to the limping animal, got down on my knees, and picked it up. I looked down at it then felt a sharp pain on my hand, I will admit, I screamed. But what can I say? It hurt! I instantly dropped the creature, but the strange thing was that I didn't see it move its head to bite me, but sure enough, when I looked down at my hand there was a small trickle of blood. I looked back at the thing, and I swear it had grown double its size. But, of course, lucky me, it kept growing.