Sam groaned silently as she pealed her shirt away from her back. She took off her shirt and then looked over her shoulder at the mirror; on her back was an ugly crisscrossing of scars and deep, angry welts where the whip had hit her. She looked down at her shirt, in the morning when she ha put it on it had been a clean white school shirt and now the back of the shirt was red and torn.
Sam sighed as she walked over to her closet and pulled out a clean shirt, all that was left in the closet was two pairs of jeans and four other shirts, one of which still had a few tares in the back. She sighed again and pulled the shirt over her head wincing as the shirt rubbed over her back.
Sam walked over to the corner and picked up her school bag and carried it aver to her bed. She gingerly sat down, took out the stone, and placed it on the floor so that it was partially hidden under her bed, she tried to push it further underneath the bed but her back gave a painful twinge so she decided against trying to move it again.
Sam moved so that she was lying on her stomach and moved so that her head was leaning on the edge of her mattress and so she could see the stone.
'It really is beautiful.' and with that thought she fell into an uncomfortable sleep.
A few hours later Sam woke up very suddenly and she looked around wondering why she had woken up when she heard a strange cracking sound. Sam looked around and tried to determine the source of the sound however she saw nothing out of the ordinary .then she heard the cracking sound again and looked down at the stone. She then received a shock; on the previously smooth stone were several cracks.
She bent down to pick up the stone, ignoring the twinges of pain that shot through her back, and placed it in front of her. There was another small crack and the stone moved a bit.
It was then that a thought occurred to her, it wasn't a stone but an egg! Just as she finished the thought, the green shell came apart to reveal an equally green-scaled reptilian with wings. It was a dragon!
"Bloody hell" muttered Sam.
The little emerald dragon stood up and began testing out its legs when it felt as if it was steady enough it climbed over the eggshells and walked over to where Sam was sitting on the bed. The dragon reached its head up and sniffed at her hand. Sam moved her hand so that her palm was facing the dragon's snout; the dragon poked her hand with it. Then a sharp pain shot through Sam's arm and she blacked out.
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In the morning, the sun shining through her window right onto her bed waked Sam up.
'Well that was one of the strangest dreams I've ever had' she thought blearily
Sam shifted on the bed so that the sun was no longer shining right into her eyes and came face to tail with the green dragon who was lying curled up next to her.
'Okay either it was not a dream or I am still dreaming' was the next coherent thought that Sam had.
The dragon then seemed to wake up then and it stood up on all four and stretched like a cat.
"Uhm, Hello?" to Sam's ears it came out as more of a question then a greeting. As she finished the thought, she had another one.
'Why am I even speaking to a dragon? Hold that thought, why is there a dragon here at all? Dragons only exist in fairy tails'
The dragon was looking up at her cocking its head to on side as if it was listening to her thoughts.
"Are you hungry? I really am sorry but you'll have to wait until breakfast is over for me to get anything for you," said Sam aloud.
Sam looked down at her hands and contemplated how strange it was to try to carry out a conversation with a mythical creature. It was then she notice a strange mark on her hand where she vaguely recalled the dragon touching her last night before she fell unconscious.
"Look what you've done now." She said but she smiled to show that she didn't really mind .
The dragon just stared at her. Sam sat up on her bed and looked around her tiny room.
"I guess you can stay here until I can find somewhere else for you to stay. Would you like to live in the forest? I think it's better for you there than here." Sam said as she stood up and got dressed for breakfast taking care not to touch her back with her shirt.
When she turned around again she saw that the little dragon was looking at her back with something akin to concern in its eyes.
"Don't look at me like that, that's why I think it might be better for you in the forest." Said Sam "besides you can hunt in the forest." She added as an after thought.
Sam looked at the green dragon and thought that she had never been this open with anyone before and she thought that may that was because everyone else seemed to look at her in disgust.
After she had come back from breakfast, she gave the dragon some of the bacon she had managed to slip in to her pockets when Mrs. Hamilton wasn't looking.
"I've been wondering about how we could get you out into the forest because I really don't think that you can stay in this room. I also think that we should get you into the forest before you start to grow. How big can you get anyway?"
The dragon looked up at her and then jumped off its place on the bed and started pacing around the room as if it was trying to explain something to her but wasn't sure how to. However, Sam got the drift anyway.
"So…big, huh?"
The dragon looked satisfied that Sam had understood and jumped back up on to the bed.
"Then we need to move you to the forest soon."