The exchange dragon
An exchange student from Denmark with a fiery turns out to be a dragon. And oh my GOD I suck at summaries. -.-' You'll have to read to find out what happens.
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Denmark?
Being a senior at the high school really wasn't that bad. At least not if you asked Jake Long. But then again, how would he know? He hadn't even been a senior for more than a week. It didn't really madder either. This could be the last year he was going to see his to best friends everyday in school, so no madder what, he was going to enjoy it. Take lunch for instance. The usual mystery meat surprise, were spilled pretty much all over his tray, but Jake didn't complain. Actually he didn't even notice, since in that very moment, he saw her. She was tall, blond, and her blue eyes twinkled, as she laughed and grabbed a tray to go get some food. Jake kept his eyes on her all the way down to the table where Spud and Trixie were waiting for him.
"Hey Jake," Trixie said, looking up from the so-called meat on her tray.
"What're you starrin' at?"
"Any of you know who she is?" he asked, pointing at the blond girl, without taking his eyes off of her. To his surprise, Spud answered.
"She's an exchange student," he said, distinctly scratching his head.
"I have American history with her. Her name's Louise."
"Louise," Jake muttered, still looking at her.
"She kinda reminds me of… Rose." Trixie and Spud looked at each other.
"Look Jake," Trixie started softly.
"Rose is gone, man. She's in Hong Kong. I know you guys had a really big thing going on and all, but she aint coming back."
"I know," Jake answered quietly.
"Besides," Spud added, apparently to get rid of the tenseness around the table.
"Louise is from Denmark. She's never been in Hong Kong."
"Denmark," Jake repeated, for the first time looking at his friend.
"Isn't that the capital of Sweden or something?"
"Now that's just hurting," a female voice said. Jake turned around to find himself looking right at her. Louise. A small smile played around her lips.
"Denmark's a country, even though it's small. It isn't even the smallest country in Europe or anything." A big smile lightened up her face.
"I'm Mia, mind if I sit here?"
"I thought your name was Louise," Spud said, as he gestured for her to sit down. She made a very unsatisfied sound.
"Well, Louise is my first name, but I don't really like it," she explained.
"That's why I'm extremely happy I have four to choose from."
"You have four names?" Trixie forgot to chew whatever it was she'd just put in her mouth. Mia smiled and nodded.
"Louise Mia Alberte Sofia Johansen," she said.
"But somehow I always end up liking Mia better than the others." She raised the fork with some of the mystery meat and ate it, causing her face to go all red, and making her cough. She looked strangely at her tray.
"What is this anyway?"
"Mystery meat surprise," the three friends answered.
"Where the surprise is the meat and the meat is a mystery!" This made the blonde laugh. She pushed away her tray and looked at Jake.
"So," she said, her eyes twinkling with laughter.
"Any other meals I should keep away from?" Jake smiled wide and blinked to Trixie.
"For starters," he said, moving a little closer to the new girl.
"Anything named something with 'mystery' or 'surprise' is sure to get you a stomach-ache, and if it's got both, you might as well go to the hospital right away."
"Got it," she said laughing, as the bell rang.
"Do any of you know where the mythology-course-thingy is held?"
"Yeah girl," Trixie said putting an arm around Mia's shoulders.
"You're gonna have a class with all of us!"
"You all have mythology?"
"Why so surprised?" Jake asked getting up to go to class.
"Well," she pulled her shoulders slightly up and bended her head to the side.
"I guess mythology has an uncool image, and you guys seem pretty cool, so I just figured…" She didn't finish the sentence.
"Well, thank you," Spud said as they were all walking out of the cafeteria.
"I see myself as pretty cool too, but people don't seem to agree with me that often." Mia couldn't help but smile.
