YAY! New story not really sure if I'll continue it but give it a try! Enjoy reading!

We fall, yet I still cling to you hoping that someday we will stand here once again and look down on the people we use to be. Only this time the memories will fall and we will live happily ever after.

Have you ever hated something so much that your body shakes with hot fury? Well, that's how I feel right now. I just left home after my sister yelled at me because of what I am. Yes, it must suck completely not to be able to do the things I can and live a regular life with other humans, but I can't help what I am. (To be honest I can't imagine myself any other way) She knows that powers lay dormant and sometimes stay that way. No one can do anything about it. I'm different. Always have been always will be.

I walk in the frosty crisp air under a blanket of oranges and red. The sunset looks amazing at this time. Here out of civilization I feel at home. I breathe in deep feeling the air cleanse my lungs and then breathe out seeing a white puff escape from lips. The cold breeze caresses my cheek and I lean into it loving the way it feels. Nature has always been a friend of mine. It's alive and it breathes life into me. Although the desert I was forced to live in by my mother, thinking it was the only way to get away from my past, kind of sucked the life out of me. That type of nature wasn't as loving as it is here.

I've moved around a lot and have experienced many types of nature. This kind is the best. I keeps you refreshed and cool but not to the point where you shiver from the wind. We moved here in september just in time for the new school year to start. i'm a junior with no friends except one who is not that higher on the popular pyramid. Her name is Catherine and she was the first and really only person to accept me into their wild ride of high school life. My sister on the other hand is making a new friend every period of everyday. I'm content with just Catherine as a friend because then attention is not focused on me at all times.

My past is something of a nightmare to me. When I think about it I shudder with the thought of my stupidity and wish I could turn back time and keep myself from ever going out without permission. My tribe was located in the Cascade Mountains we're we trained to become better and stronger. When I went out with my best friend Azure we had no intention of ever getting caught we just didn't want to be cooped up any longer. What I did was unforgivable so my mom has moved my sister and me place to place in the hopes of keeping to ourselves and to never stir up more trouble.

My time spent in soaking up the sweet bliss nature gives me comes to a halt as I hear voices all intermixed into one loud annoyance. I feel myself tense up and I wrap my arms around myself. I'm not someone who is so good with crowds. No matter the time there is always someone in the towns square. This town is small and no one has secrets. Well except me. I make my way into the town and swerve my way through the mingling crowds all-bustling about something that I could care less about.

Yet as I make my way through the now claustrophobia inducing crowds I can feel the excitement radiating from all of the bodies along with a hint of nervousness. What's going on? I ask. My destination from the beginning was the park where everything is calm and full of life, but now my mission is to find out what has everyone so stirred up.

I follow a group of girls who are talking in whispers behind curtains of hair. I catch on to what one girl says, "… Didn't think this would ever happen. Not now. But well get to see him" The girls around her nod in agreement and they all link arms and stride forward with determination. I'm not quite sure what to make of it, but I speed up my pace to follow them like a stalker trying to catch more to learn about the situation at hand. But I get nothing but more talk about this boy who is extremely hot.

The girls finally round a corner like most of the crowd and I see that I was taken to another part of the park. This made me relax because the park is familiar territory. I feel the air fill my lungs and bring back my strength. The confusion of the events was replaced with curiosity and I marched forward and finally made it to the front of the crowd where I see two guys standing on a platform.

They aren't anyone I recognize and one of them was holding a camera in their hand holding it out for their audience to see. All I could see was blurred images and I'm not the only one because people shouted out protest and the one with the camera shushed them and faced the crows behind him. He walked forward and the crowd parted like he was Moses. Behind the crowd is a screen you would expect to see at a drive in movie only smaller. There he did some things with wires and devices that must allow the image to show on the screen.

I start growing impatient, but then the image is there on the screen that now seems like the whole world can see it. I want to run. I want to scream, but I can't because that would draw unwanted attention towards me. I gulp down my scream sending in to the back of my throat. The park air wasn't helping me. Now it seems to be suffocating me along with my scream still lodged in the back of my now sore throat.

Around me the crowd was going absolutely wild. Frantic yells were being chanted and laughter sounded too high pitched to be from a human. I wanted to put my hands over my ears, my eyes and crawl into bawl. The image on that screen is not something that should be seen. There is a picture of something that lived in secret for centuries. Humans have stayed in the dark for so long seeing them all acknowledge the image with ease brings an uneasy feeling into my stomach.

Dragons are a myth. Only in fairy tales, but no they are very much alive and do exist. I should know. I am apart of the dragon race. And I'm the one who has caused the secret that once was hidden from all to be brought to the surface. Now the humans are hunting us and destroying us in the hopes of returning as the most powerful being. I didn't think here this would happen. But it is and the dragon… the poor dragon on the screen is their next target.

I don't run away from the crowd even though every bone in my body is shuddering with a violent shake as if trying to move on it's own will. I grit my teeth and stand my ground not letting them win. If they see any sign of weakness they'll tear you to pieces. The two guys were joined by a third who in my opinion must not get the same googly eye stare from girls as the other two do. Everyone's excitement for the new target is still tingling with anticipation that makes me want to gag.

I try not to let it show that I would rather be anywhere but here. At that I decide that it would better if I don't torture myself any longer and I start to leave. I walk back into the cluster of people and slowly make my way home. After just a few steps I run into a group of teenagers my age mingling together in a jumbled circle. I roll my eyes and side step them just as someone else walks out of the circle and we collide.

I stumble backwards but the hit didn't have enough force to make me fall. I sigh and say, " How about we pay attention to our surroundings and not walk into other people?" With that I start walking again frustration building up in me. The person who bumped into me replies, "Sorry I'll be more careful next time." I can here sarcasm dripping with every word. I shake my head and lift my hand up and wave as if to say good-bye but what I'm really saying is stop talking.

I keep walking and realize that the wind has picked up and feels a little crisp so I reach into my pocket for gloves, which aren't there anymore. I turn around and look at the ground with no sign of them in sight. Of course they must have been knocked out of my pocket when the guy bumped me. I groan and retrace my steps. The group comes back into view and I try to remember what the guy looked liked with no recollection. When I'm about to give up someone calls out, "hey! Wait! You dropped these." I turn to the direction the voice is coming from and see the guy I had fantasy about punching early today.

It's the guy from before who was up on stage with the guy who showed everyone the video of the dragon. I feel my guard go up and I plaster a fake smile on my face. "Gee thanks." I reach forward and take my gloves and place them on my hand. Better not drop them again. "No problem." He says smiling back at me. I nod and turn away but the guy just won't give up. "Sorry about before. I'm clumsy." I laugh at that and say, "Yet, you're the best of the best in fighting dragons." I don't know where that came from. I shouldn't have brought it up but seeing him has brought the anger of today's events I felt out in the open.

I stop walking and turn to him. "Please try to explain to me what the appeal is to hunt and murder dragons?" This catches him off guard but then his smile returns and he replies with, " Well, if I didn't hunt who knows what they would do to us." I wanted to say nothing. They would do nothing because they never wanted to be known about for the fact that they knew humans would feel inferior to them. It's my fault. All my fault… I shake that thought away hoping whoever this guy is didn't see the sadness and guilt I just felt flash across my face.

I don't answer him back instead I walk away with the thoughts of burning these gloves with my ability to breath fire because he tainted them with his disgusting murdering hands. He calls out to me, "My name is Will by the way!" I stop walking and roll my eyes. I should at least act like I'm normal after the little chat we just had so I spin back around smiling and tell him, "I'm Jacinda." I stare at him for a moment after saying that then turn without looking back.