Disclaimer:

I

Don't

Own

American

Dragon

Jake

Long.

Someone

Else

Does.

Amy looked at the NYC landscape; Sky Scrapers scraped the sky as she had heard of. Amy gritted her teeth and Started walking up the steps to Fillmore middle school. She noticed how people kept giving her second glances. She heard some people talking near her locker location.

"Jake, I can't believe you didn't do you're homework, Again." A girl said with dark skin and two pony tail puffs.

"Trix you know I spend so much time being the Am-drag I can never get my homework done on time." A guy Amy presumed was Jake, was wearing a red jacket, and complaining at that.

Amy breathed deeply and said,

"Hello, My name is Amy."

They jumped at the sight of a strange girl with her hair tucked up under her hat.

"Whoa," a guy wearing a beanie said, as he fell over.

"SPUD!!" Trixie said as she was knocked over as well.

Jake nearly missed falling over.

Amy started giggling behind her hand; she thought this was one of the funniest things ever. The sound of laughter indicated that was how she felt anyways.

"Whoa, Sorry Trix." The great potato said as he got up.

The girl named Trix crossed her arms,

"I got a dust bunny in my hair."

Jake rolled his eyes,

"Come on we don't want to be late for class." He said for once acting mature, she unnerved him. The girl with that floppy crème felt hat.

Amy followed them, there names were memorized in her mind. She knew storing them away could prove useful later. After all if she cared it would be very embarrassing to not know their names. It would be useful to have that knowledge anyhow. Amy thought with an internal smirk as there foot steps made their way clacking over the white and grey tiled floor.

Jake however was wondering who this new girl was. He also was scared as to how much of their conversation she had heard. He didn't need Amy digging into his business. Much less finding out what he was. She could be trouble, he thought trying to assess his situation. Not to mention doing a poor job of assessing.

Trixie unaware of the seriousness of the situation; was thinking typical a new girl pops up and Spud acts like well Spud. 'I swear that potato only falls over on people!'

Spud was thinking, I wonder what they are serving for lunch today. 'Mashed potatoes are good, but my name is Spud. Would that be cannibalism?'

But even Spud's thoughts were slightly drifting his thoughts towards Amy. She was not normal, by any standards.

"Good morning class." A stuffy teacher said, with a strangely squeaky voice. (any hints about describing his voice are welcome.)

"Good morning Mr. Rotwood, the class said in a dull voice.

"Now take out you're books on magic things, and turn to page 150." Mr. Rotwood said.

Amy and the rest of the class did as they were told. The text book they were assigned was about ten pounds! With a simple cover it contained more fact than fiction. As Amy soon discovered as she gasped.

The guardian of Fairdauld has been seen on rare occasions. It supposedly appears when the magical realm is under danger. But as to the identity of the person is unknown, many believe the Fairdauld line a hoax. But as to recent research it is said that the Fairdauld line is a family of generations to the sole purpose of defending their realm.

Amy smirked however reading the last line a thought of, 'the first and last line the truth.' It was amusing to see how much and really how little they knew at the same time about the magical world. Identity's for now, were very safe.

"Now can anyone give me more information about this guardian of Fairdauld?" Mr. Rotwood said.

"Well if no one knows about it how can anyone give you information about it?" Jake joked. The look on his peer's faces told Amy that everyone agreed with that logic.

"NO BACK TALK mister. Long." Mr. Rotwood said, it sounded like Jake had done something like that before.

September,8th,1998

A Memoir,

I finally did it! I finally performed the knock out magic he was teaching me! Ego he really helps me out. He has a family in France. He is lucky, but if I go there would they come after them? They are after me so would they be after them? If they chase me, I won't be happy. If they chase him I'll be sadder. Ego told me it was me choice to stay, to go. But I wish to go. It is not a bad choice? Is it Memoir?

-Amy

A/N:

Alright! Yeah I haven't watched this tv show in like FOREVEr used to watch it loads, not anymore.

So I've finally edited it

Amy: TOOK YOU LONG ENOUGH! YOU HAD THE SEQUEL OUT BEFORE DOING ANYTHING OF THAT SORT!

Ouch that was my 'lovable' Oc Amy.

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Now I've decided to post a Diary Entry from Amy at the end of each chapter in Amy a Guardian? Not sure of doing that in Heart. But this'll give you some percpective.

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As for that Disclaimer thing, I might've been a little bored.