The bus stopped to a creak as the passenger got on. His name was Dragon. Well… not really. His real name was Tyler but he preferred to be called Dragon.
It was about 7:06 a.m. right then. Dragon figured it to be the best time to move. Nice and early. As Dragon trudged along the bus he noticed a blue-furred cat sitting in a seat. The cat smiled at him. "Hello there! Sit here." He patted the seat with his paw.
Dragon reluctantly sat. He figured if he didn't say anything, he wouldn't be bothered. He was wrong.
"My name's Rover. What's yours?" Dragon could feel irritation welling up inside of him. He wasn't a very social kid. Actually he was only 14, but was on his own due to reasons better left unspoken. He had short brown hair, a purple knit cap which he never took off, and a reggae shirt to match.
"Dragon. It's Dragon." he muttered. Rover narrowed his eyes.
"What kind of name is Dragon?"
"That's just what I'm called okay?" he said irritably. Rover smiled.
"Not very social are ya?"
"Why should I be?"
"Well, all I'm sayin' is you'll need it in a place like Portrait eh?" Dragon stared blankly at him. The name of the town had remained a mystery to him this entire time.
"Portrait….? What kind of name is that?"
"Dunno. Why? Somethin' wrong with it? Y'know I've been to Portrait A LOT. It's a nice place!"
"Whatever. I'm sure it is."
Rover started laughing. "Oh! Looks like we're about to arrive! Man that was short wasn't it? Well this is where we cross paths!" Thank goodness, Dragon thought. "Seeya!"
Dragon grunted as he hauled his bags off the bus.
He plopped on the ground and scanned the new town. Portrait. Man, it was quiet. That was the most glaring aspect of it. Green everywhere with numerous trees, quite a few buildings, and a long river stretching down to an ocean.
Dragon saw a sign close next to him.
New Residents please report to the town hall.
Scribbled to the right of it was a map with a 'You Are Here' dot leading to the Town Hall. Dragon picked up his bags and went.