Authors Note:

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BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

"Ugh!" Eragon rolled over and hit the snooze button on his alarm. Just as he got in a more comfortable position and started to go to back to sleep, his Uncle yelled from downstairs. "Don't even think about it Eragon. Get up before I have to come up there!"

Eragon groaned and rolled out of bed. Suddenly he remembered. It was the first day of school.
He practically flew down the stairs. He couldn't be late for his first day of senior year. He grabbed a box of cereal and started pouring it down his throat. He turned around to see his cousin, Roran, looking at him strangely.

"Gwah?" asked Eragon, his mouth full.

"Oh nothing" replied Roran. "Just wondering why you're in such a rush."

Although Roran was a year older than Eragon, he was in the same grade as him because he had been held back a year in middle school. Roran was taller than Eragon. He had a bit bigger build than Eragon with sandy blonde hair and toned muscles.

"For the record, I am trying to get to school on time." retorted Eragon. "Maybe you don't care, but I don't want to be late for the first fucking day of school!"

"Easy cousin. Jus' wonderin. This afternoon, I was wonderin if you would like to come to the movies with me and Katrina."

"It's Katrina and I you nitwit" interjected Uncle Garrow. Uncle Garrow had adopted Eragon after his mom had died of cancer and his dad died in the Air Force.

"I don't know." said Eragon. "I'll have to ask Saphira. I don't know what she wants to do. I think she wanted to go to the park with Thorn, but I'm not sure. Murtagh and I might go to the football game tonight after my soccer practice. "

"Oh yeah I forgot about the football game. I guess we should go to that."

"Yeah I got to go get dressed. I'll see ya at school" said Eragon before jumping back up the stairs to get dressed.

As Eragon walked up to the entrance of the high school, he was greeted by Saphira, Thorn, Murtagh, and Nasuada.

"Eragon!" squealed Nasuada. She ran up to him and gave him a surprisingly tight hug.
"Hey Nasuada. How was your summer?"

"My summer was... What are you staring at?"

All of them traced his gaze to another person about 30 feet away. She was standing with a group of jocks, they called themselves the elves. She brushed aside a lock of raven black hair from her face so she could lean over and kiss her boyfriend, Faolin.

"Ugh" Eragon averted his gaze. He had been in love with Ayra from the moment he first set eyes on her, at a football game, against Gilead. Her boyfriend was the starting quarterback for the football team.

"Oh stop staring Eragon" Saphira said. Saphira had been his best friend ever since they met 15 years ago. She was of average height, skinny, fit, and attractive. But the most startling feature she possessed was her bright blue eyes. And those eyes currently drilled into his.
"I'm n-n-not staring. Just simply looking!" said Eragon.

"Well she is a nice piece of eye-candy, isn't she?" Eragon turned to see a smirking Murtagh looking right at him. Murtagh was of average height with jet black hair that was never combed. He almost always dressed in black, and was almost always accompanied by some girl. It was common knowledge that he liked Nasuada and Nasuada liked him, but neither of them could suck up and admit it to the other.

"Just fuck off, won't you?" jabbed Eragon. "Sure I fancy her. You guys don't have to tease me. She's infatuated with that dumbass Faolin. Excuse me while I get to class." with that he stalked off, leaving his four friends staring after him.

For Eragon's first class, he had math with Mr. Oromis. He quickly fell into a semi-sleep, math being his least favorite class. Somehow he managed to survive without getting in trouble.

His second period class was History with Professor Brom. History was his favorite class. Brom called him a tiny bag of never ending questions. Eragon always liked that name.

After lunch was science. As he walked in, he saw his assigned seat.

"This must be a joke" whispered Eragon under his breath.

"What was that Mr. Garrowson?" asked the science teacher, Mrs. Angela.

"Oh..umm.. Nothing" stuttered Eragon. " Just looking at the seating arrangements.

Eragon quickly found his way to his seat. Mrs. Angela's class had tables that seated three. There was no one at his table when he took his seat. A minute later, Murtagh walked in and took his place beside him.

"Hey, did ya see who's sitting on the other side of you?" teased Murtagh

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Eragon gulped and choked out, "yes."

Murtagh chuckled and turned around to talk to Thorn on the other side of the classroom.

The minutes ticked away like hours. Finally, when it was time for class to start, Mrs. Angela started to close the door.

Maybeshewon'tcome, thought Eragon hopefully.

But just as she was about to close the door, the first and last person in the world Eragon wanted to see popped in the room.

"Sorry I'm late" her musical voice said.

"It's quite alright dear" replied Mrs. Angela.

The late student walked over to Eragon's table. Eragon's heart jumped into his throat as Ayra lowered herself into the seat next to him.

Eragon focused himself on the teacher to distract himself from the beautiful girl sitting next to him. "-dissections today. You will determine whether or not toads exist. One toad per table. Go ahead and get started"

Eragon groaned. He hated dissections. They were such a pointless loss of life. He was surprised, however, when Ayra groaned too. Maybe she felt the same way as him about dissections. Murtagh on the other hand started rubbing his hands together.

Maybewecanjustlethimdoit thought Eragon.

As soon as they got their toad, Murtagh grabbed it and started making cut in it with a knife.

Eragon relaxed, realizing that Murtagh didn't need any help. He saw Ayra lean back a little too. He shot her a smile, and too his surprise, she returned it. He was dumbfounded. She had never even looked at him before now.

He tried to start a conversation. "So are you going to the football game tonight?"

"Yeah are you?" she replied.

"Yeah but I might be late because of soccer practice."

"Oh yeah, you're on the soccer team! You scored the equalizer and winner against the defending champs Uru'bean. That was amazing!"

Eragon gaped. He didn't know she played that much attention to him. "Y-y-yeah. I did. But i-it was really Jordmur who set me up."

"But you practically killed Durza Shade with that scissors move. He's the best defender in the conference. "

"Yeah I guess. I-" Just then the bell rung, signifying the end of the period.

"Oh well I guess I'll see ya around!" said Ayra. And with that she was gone.

Eragon was dumbfounded. He stared after for her for a long moment before Murtagh said," take your eyes off her hips and pack up! We don't want to be late to Ancient Language. "

Eragon couldn't concentrate through the last period. Ayra had actually talked to him. He was so stunned that he totally bombed his pre-assessment.

After the final bell, he went to locker to get ready for soccer practice.