I'm Kate. 15 years old, dark brown hair and amber eyes. I love music, reading and singing. Not a huge fan of sports, although I absolutely love to swim. I'm a Freshman in high school, (Yeah, yeah, I know. I should be a sophomore.) I have an older sister, a younger brother and two loving parents.

"Mom, I'm heading off to the library!" I yelled to my mom, before slamming the front door.

I walked down my steps and headed towards the library. Whenever I wanted to have time alone, read, or listen to music without anyone coming to talk to me, I would go to the library. Fortunately the library was only a few blocks from my home.

I reached the library doors and pulled them open, and began my search for new books to read. I read quite often, and went to the shelf where new books that just came to the library had arrived.

I scanned through the books one by one, "Twilight...nah. Knock knock jokes? Seriously?" I whispered to myself, when one certain book had caught my eye.

"The Book of Dragons." I read it slowly, and opened the book. This book was seriously old, but it had just come to the library, and I hadn't ever seen it before. So I took it to the nearest table, and started flipping through the pages.

I couldn't even read it. It was a whole other language I hadn't learned before. Oddly, the cover was in english.

"Why is that?" I asked myself quietly.

Every single page had a drawing of a dragon, which is what I had expected from a book called, "The Book of Dragons."

The drawings were drawn right into the book, not printed. "So this is more of a journal...?"

Suddenly, a wave of tiredness hit me the more I turned the pages.

More tired, and tired I got.

"Maybe one small nap wouldn't hurt... this is a library after all..." I whispered to myself, and immediately fell into a deep sleep.

I suddenly woke up, when I smelled smoke, and heard tons of people screaming and yelling.

I jumped up to my feet, only to see that I wasn't even in the library anymore.

Everywhere there was a fire, and huge people running around with viking hats on.

"What the he-" I tried to say, when I was pushed down with a force so hard, I was surprised I didn't break a bone.

"AAAAHH! Mornin'!" A man fell onto me, and jumped back up to run again.

I looked around, feeling like I was going to have a panic attack.

HUGE people, who seem to be vikings, large axes, hammers and swords everywhere and-

I gasped, when I saw a huge red DRAGON fly right past me, on FIRE.

"DRAGONS!" I screamed, and ran behind a home that fortunately wasn't on fire, because TONS were.

I leaned my back against it, and breathed in and out heavily.

"OKAY, so I'm on an island with vikings...and DRAGONS." I squeaked, and peeked around the corner to see the vikings fighting off the dragons that were attacking.

Wait a minute...I've seen those dragons before... they're.. the dragons I saw in the book I was looking at!

"This can't be happening, this can't be happening!" I panicked, and sat behind the house, wrapping my arms around my knees.

"This is aaaall a dream, Kate..." I tried to reassure myself, but it wasn't working, it all just felt too real.