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BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

"God damn it" Eragon mumbled as he turned to turn the Demonic Creation, AKA the Clock, off. He rolled out of bed, onto the floor, and attempted to go back to sleep.

"Eragon! Get your lazy ass up!" shouted Roran. "Gag me," Eragon mumbled while getting up and stumbling to his dresser. While Eragon was stumbling into his dresser and pulling out a random pair of jeans to put on over his boxers, he heard a yelp coming from the first floor.

"Morning Katrina!" Eragon hollered, while putting a black sleeveless shirt on with blue flames trimming the bottom. He somehow managed to finish dressing within the next five minutes.

Pulling on his Pumas, Eragon ran downstairs, jumping four from the bottom. Sticking the landing, he shouted "Ten!" and proceeded to the kitchen, stealing his Uncle Garrow's toast right before he was about to bite into it. Eragon took a glance at the clock. 7:03.

"Ok, which one of you set my alarm ahead half-an-hour?" looking in turn to his uncle, who had grabbed another piece of toast, his cousin Roran and his cousin's Girlfriend, Katrina who just walked out of the living room.

Katrina raised her hand, "I did it. By the way, how did you even know that I was here?" "Now, would a ninja give away his secrets? I don't think so," smirked Eragon.

"Oh well. Anyway, what on earth possessed you to do that?" Eragon inquired.

"Some of us don't want to be late on the first day of school. Not to mention a NEW school," Roran replied.

Eragon and his family, that consisted of his Uncle Garrow and Roran (Garrow's son), had to move to a town called Vroengard during the middle of July. Garrow's job is to be Liaison Official for the company Kusata Corporation, run by Brom Kusata. He himself built thriving sports specialty store called Riders, but also the really big merchant trading-post, or better known as the Exchange Market, from scratch.

A couple of our friends came along with us as well, including Horst, Elain and their teenagers Baldor, Albriech. Katrina's father, Sloan, had passed away during a car wreck, so Birget took her in, seeing as her son Nolfavrell, was K.I.A. in Iraq. Somewhere throughout this, Roran and Katrina hooked up. Eragon didn't live with his parents because he didn't even know if there alive or not, let alone ever wanted him to begin with.

"Well, what do you say about making an impression, eh?" Eragon said while finishing his toast and licking his fingers.

"You are one insane crazy-assed bastard, you know that, right?" Roran said while dodging punches from Katrina, who settled on glaring at him seeing as her punches didn't connect.

"Who ever said that I was sane? Well, onto the impressions. So we're going to school, hopping in the truck, and pack me, you guys, Baldor, and Albriech in. We need to bring the portable speakers and mini stereo and shove it into your bag Roran. We're going to sing 'Pop That Lock' by Adam Lambert, while dancing into the school, kinda like a flash mob, cool guys?"

Katrina flashed a smile "This is going to leave an lasting impression on these kids. Let's just hope that we have no entitled brats, 'kay?"

Eragon turned to Roran "I knew it! This is why I loved my cousin-in-law!" he shouted, while the dynamic duo blushed.

Eragon turned to walk out to the garage and called 'dibs' while snatching the keys to my Royal Blue w/silver flames 2012 GSX-R1000 and the Ford off the hook.

Opening the garage, Eragon turned on the custom built Ford, able to seat at least five comfortably, and pulled out into their driveway. Baldor and Albriech were waiting for him, seeing as how in the past, Roran always drove them to school.

The twins opened the doors and got in, closing the doors behind them. Searching his face, they came to the same conclusion.

"What are we going to leave an impression with?"

"Ahhhh, now see, Roran is going to tell you, seeing as he is going to be driving/bring the equipment," chuckled Eragon.

"Then why are you in the driver's seat?" Baldor asked.

I flashed him a Cheshire grin, telling him all he needed to know.

Hopping out of the truck, I walk to retrieve one of my helmets. I have two, in case a passenger wanted to ride. One had a black background and an Sapphire dragon breathing blue flames on the sides of it, and the other was exactly the same, except the dragon was a deep emerald green. Choosing the former, I start to roll my bike out and stowing my backpack along with spare helmet under the seat, I pull out my black leather jacket on. The jacket had to have Ice blue flames trim it.

Glancing at the truck, I see that they are ready to leave. Pulling on my helmet and kicking the kickstand under, I hop on and revved the engine. Pulling up to the curve, Roran closes the door, and backs out, and drives to Vroengard High.

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Racing after him, we arrive within thirteen minutes. After pulling in alongside him, I put the kickstand back in, and pull off my helmet.

Everyone unloaded, though with the comments of 'Insane sadistic bastard', 'Holy Hell!', or 'that was some crazy-assed-shit, man!' students began to filter it the mail entrance.

I looked at everyone "Ready?"

"You bet your bike I am!" replied Roran who, like the others, was smiling manically.

"Well, Let's GO!"

Even though the mini-stereo was hidden away in Roran's backpack, it was freaking loud! You could hear the intro to the song all the way to the main entrance.

(Pop that lock by Adam Lambert. Hint: Look at the names below to know who is singing, link at top)

(Eragon,Roran, All)

Left, right, step up to the spotlight
Why you actin' uptight?
I'm takin' you to school, that's right
High, low, don't tell me you don't know
how to ever let go
I'm takin' you to school, that's right

Tonight we burn it all
get hot get tall
yeah we're lighter than air
you got the key to your release
so pop that lock until you're lighter than air.

(Chours)
If you wanna be that
you've got to dream
If you got the key then baby pop that lock
If you wanna free it
you have got to scream
if you got the key then baby pop that lock
Banjee Boys and Dancey Girls get down, down down
Get down, down down!

Werk bitch you don't gotta stress this
got 'em feeling restless show 'em how it's done alright
Secret don't care if you don't keep it don't care if you leak it
Show 'em how it's done alright

Tonight we burn it all
get hot get tall
yeah we're lighter than air
you got the key to your release
so pop that lock until you're lighter than air

(Chours)
If you wanna be that
you've got to dream
If you got the key then baby pop that lock
If you wanna free it
you have got to scream
if you got the key then baby pop that lock
Banjee Boys and Dancey Girls get down down down

get down get down
Werk Werk Werk alright
get down
Werk Werk Werk alright
Banjee Boys and Dancey Girls get down
You better pop that lock

(Chours)
If you wanna be that
you've got to dream.
If you got the key then baby pop that lock
If you wanna free it
you have got to scream
if you got the key then baby pop that lock

Get down
Baby pop that lock
Get down, get down
Pop that Lock, get down!

By the time we had finished, everyone was looking at us like we're crazy, so I did the natural thing…

I cracked up laughing.

Through the course of maniacal laughter I said "Whoever said I was sane!" While my friends were hi-fiving each other, I saw something that left me breathless.

If you consider getting hit by a blond-haired, blue-eyed human train, leaving me breathless.

I groaned from the impact and looked at the culprit.

"Why hello Saphira," I said.