Yes, this is a human AU. I really like them, and if you don't... well, I feel sorry for you. Also, this is my first story I've ever written, so it's a bit rusty. Feel free to say anything you think should be changed, or if you find anything wrong. Have fun reading this... *pauses to think* ...mess.

Moon

Moon was aware of what she was.

As a Night, it was hard to fit in. Dark skin, black hair, and so many stories about how they were better than everyone else. When the truth had been revealed, suddenly everybody hated Nights more than they had before, which was a great feat.

So as she walked into collage, she was stared at. And not because she was pretty, although some dragons said she was, with her straight black hair, face framed by big black glasses, and her flecks of silver hiding inside the rest of her otherwise soft brown eyes. No, she was stared at because she was a Night. It was as simple as that. She was glad she was only stared at as much as the other Nights; it would have been worse if they knew what she could hear.

As if on cue, a thought sprang forth, into her mind. WHERE DID HE GO?! The thought was so random, she let it slip from her mind. She didn't look around much, but when she did glance up, she saw people smoking, texting, and chatting with friends. One guy seemed to be selling something, but Moon decided not to say anything about how it looked like alcohol. She kept walking, head down, until she reached the welcoming room. When she did look up, what she saw stopped her in her tracks. A long desk was against the wall, and overhead was a white banner that said in black, bold letters; Welcome Students! The letters were close together, so that left (who Moon guessed was Sunny) a lot of room to draw things. An open book was on one side, and a graduation hat was on the other. Surprisingly, as childish as they were, they made Moon feel more… welcome.

She quickly walked over to the desk and was greeted by Tsunami, the hero in person. She sounded on edge, but also excited.

"Welcome, welcome! What's your name?" Just as Moon was about to answer, Tsunami waved her hand.

"Oh, that's right! You're Moonwatcher, aren't you?" Moon was surprised, but she nodded. Tsunami pumped a fist up, and brought it back down with satisfaction.

"Yesssss. Another right name!" She grinned. "I'm getting good!" She handed Moon a pamphlet, and she gestured to a door leading to the right, with a sign next to it that said: Elevator - Enter Here.

"Go up the elevator to floor five and down the hallway a bit. It's hard to miss." Then she gestured for the person behind Moon to come up, and Moon quickly made her way to the door. She had an armful of bags, most of them heavy with books. She glanced at the contents of the pamphlet, then shouldered the door aside. Setting down her bags with a huff, she pressed the button to the fifth floor. At the third floor, the bell dinged, and Moon was joined by a Mud. He shifted from a foot to the next, and then hit the fourth floor button. As the elevator bounced back into motion, the Mud held out a hand to Moon. She glanced at it, and then gingerly shook it.

"Hi," the Mud said. "I'm Marsh. What's your name?" Moon clutched a bag handle.

"M-Moon. Moonwatcher, a-actually." Marsh nodded and looked at her bags.

"I can help you with those, because, as you can see, I don't really have anything to carry." Moon looked properly at him for the first time. He had tanned skin from being in the sun, and dark brown hair. With eyes the color of mud, he stood about the same height as Moon, and had strong muscles.

She shook her head, and stammered out, "I-It's f-fine. M-My floor is only o-one above y-yours. T-Tsunami said it w-wasn't too far." Marsh shrugged, and leaned against the elevator wall. Moon noticed something she hadn't before; he was carrying something. It wasn't much, but he had a brown satchel over his shoulder hanging at his waist.

The elevator doors beeped and opened to reveal the fourth floor. Marsh smiled at Moon, said quickly, "See you 'round," and left the elevator before the doors could close on him. Moon sighed and waited for the elevator to get to her floor. Really, she though, if I made a school, I would at least install faster elevators. The door finally beeped though, and she gathered up her bags. She stumbled to her dorm, and opened the door. As soon as she was inside, she dropped down her bags and shut the door behind her. Leaning against it, she caught her breath and looked around.

Two sofas were in the main room, and she could see a hallway leading off. In front of the two sofas was a big-screen tv. There were several bean-bag chairs lying around, and a small mini-kitchen was off to the left. It was stocked with a island sink, a small refrigerator, several counters, two cabinets, and a few chairs stacked up against the wall. She left her bags where they were, and explored. The hallway had four doors branching off. On the right wall was a door marked; Girls' Room, and another marked; Bathrooms. On the left side, across from the girls' sign, was a door marked; Boys' Room. Across from the bathroom door was the last door. It had no label, but when she walked inside, she saw a laundry basket labeled; Jade Dorm - Room 225. The rest of the room was bare, except for a shelf for whatever reason. As she looked, she saw the outline of another door. Confused on why it would be hidden, she tried pushing it open. It swung away easily, and inside was a small room, completely empty save a comfortable-looking chair and a cushion from what was probably part of an old couch. She shut the door, confused on why it would be hidden if it was so normal.

Shrugging, she left the laundry room, shut the door behind her, and went back to her bags. She moved them all to the girls' room, filling the shelf at the side of one of seven beds. Moon had picked out the one on the left at the end of the room. Another bed was across from her's on the right. When she finally got all of her books onto the shelf, she looked at the end of her bed, where a trunk was just waiting to be filled. She unpacked the second-lightest of her bags; all of her clothes. She tucked inside ten outfits, most of what she owned. As she picked up her last and lightest bag, she looked for someplace to put it. As she scanned her area of the room, she slowly realized that the trunk bottom wasn't as deep as the floor. She looked around the base, and noticed a drawer. Perfect, she thought. She arranged all her scrolls and pens until she was satisfied, then shut the drawer.

Grabbing a book from the shelf that had a bookmark in it, she went back into the main room and fell onto the sofa next to the door. She opened the book, and got so lost in the book, she thought she was really there.

The mysterious animal held open a pouch, revealing gold coins, possibly stolen from the Sand queen herself. It squeaked, attempting to talk to the dragons…