DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything but the plot and the new characters. This
is very OOC so don't flame me for that reason.I warned you! This chapter is
from Dragon's point of view, but the same day as the previous chapter.
Ordinary World
By: J.Fo
Chapter 2: Dragon
"Dad, I'm going now!" Dragon shouted to his father, who was lying on the black leathersofa, fast asleep. Dragon looked at his dad for a while, sighed, and took up his bag. He checked that his wrists were hid under his shirt, and walked out from the house. The sun was shining, but he didn't care. He didn't care about anything anymore. His will to live had disappeared a long time ago. He still went to school though, it was a good reason for being away from home. He was, after all, popular. His life nowdays was about pissing people off, having sex, and get drunk. Not that he even enjoyed these things anymore, he just did it for show. And it's kinda sad that a sixteen year old boy didn't enjoy life anymore.
He looked around the schoolyard, and walked inside the building. His evil grin automaticly appeared on his lips, and he started to act like the person everyone here knew.
"Dragon! Where were you last night?" Emma came walking towards him, wearing a small, white top. Why did she wear that thing anyway? It's not like it covers anything.
"Hey Emma! whazzup girl?" He grinned and kissed her cheek. Good God did she really have to wear that much perfume?
"The sky. Where were you last night?" Fuck. He hesitated. He couldn't tell her, she wouldn't understand. How could she? Her parents didn't drink every night, her dad didn't beat the shit out of her mum, she didn't have to clean up after her parents'. He smirked instead.
"Well, it's like this, I was walking down-" He stopped, because a blackhaired boy tapped his shoulder.
"Sorry, could you show us where..."
"Sorry dude, can't you see I'm busy here?" Dragon hissed and turned away, putting on his baseballcap. Rule number four: Never talk to the new kids, unless you say something mean. Stupid, but he had to stick to his image. Emma giggled.
"Stupid new kid. Look at him, pathetic!"She continued to talk. Dragon grinned and nodded, but he couldn't care less about some new kid. Luckily, Crabbe and Goyle walked up to him. He hated Emma.
"Hey Dragon, I think old McGonagall just went. C'mon!" Crabbe said. He smiled to Emma and they went. The door was closed. Great. Late first day at school. He didn't knock, he walked inside. Time for some drama again.
"Hello old mates!" The class laughed, but McGonagall glared at him.
"Your excuse for being late?" Stupid old woman.
"Well, McGonagall, I was just welcoming the freshmen," he lied. The class laughed again, but he didn't see what was so funny.
"Sit down, Gaylord," McGonagall grinned. He wanted to shoot her in the head. Why did she ALWAYS do that?
"It's Dragon, not Gaylord. How many times do I have to say it? DRAGON! Never call me Gaylord again!" He meant it, he hated that name. His parents gave it to him just for fun, they told him that themselves.
"But it's your name," McGonagall smirked. Bitch.
"Call me Dragon." The class chuckled. Why did they think everything he did was funny? He sat down in the back, and saw the new students. He decided to piss McGonagall off, she deserved it.
"Are you here to talk about sex? Well, could you tell me about the 'doggystyle'? Oh no, wait...I already know, I forgot about last week..." McGonagall glared at him. Score.
"These are the new students, Dragon." She turned to one of them, the blackhaired boy he had met earlier. Harry Potter? THE Harry Potter? He looked at McGonagall, and interrupted Harry.
"...wear too big clothes?" Score again. McGonagall was red in the face. The next student was a girl with baggyjeans and a tight purple top. Hermione. Was she a tomboy?
"A tomboy, huh?" He asked her. The class laughed, and the girl blushed. He didn't mean anything bad with that, he was just curious. But he looked at McGonagalls face and grinned. Score. The last student was a redhead, Ron. Wait, a fifteen year old girl? Red hair? Yummy!
"What's your sister's name?"
"Um...Ginny."
"Ginny. Okay, good, 'cos I have a thing for redheads..." Did he just say that out loud? Oops...The class now started to tell about themselves. When Amanda told about herself, he coughed out 'lesbian', just to make her mad. She was cute when she got that little wrinkle on her forehead. He got the finger too, cool! Seamus started to make out with Tiffany. Oh, come on, we don't wanna see that! Finally his turn. Time to act.
"I'm Dragon. I like Eminem's music, sex, chicks. Money is not a problem in my life." Perfect.
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J.Fo's note: Hello again! Hope you liked this chappy, as I said, it's out of character. But you gotta have fantasy... REVIEW!
Ordinary World
By: J.Fo
Chapter 2: Dragon
"Dad, I'm going now!" Dragon shouted to his father, who was lying on the black leathersofa, fast asleep. Dragon looked at his dad for a while, sighed, and took up his bag. He checked that his wrists were hid under his shirt, and walked out from the house. The sun was shining, but he didn't care. He didn't care about anything anymore. His will to live had disappeared a long time ago. He still went to school though, it was a good reason for being away from home. He was, after all, popular. His life nowdays was about pissing people off, having sex, and get drunk. Not that he even enjoyed these things anymore, he just did it for show. And it's kinda sad that a sixteen year old boy didn't enjoy life anymore.
He looked around the schoolyard, and walked inside the building. His evil grin automaticly appeared on his lips, and he started to act like the person everyone here knew.
"Dragon! Where were you last night?" Emma came walking towards him, wearing a small, white top. Why did she wear that thing anyway? It's not like it covers anything.
"Hey Emma! whazzup girl?" He grinned and kissed her cheek. Good God did she really have to wear that much perfume?
"The sky. Where were you last night?" Fuck. He hesitated. He couldn't tell her, she wouldn't understand. How could she? Her parents didn't drink every night, her dad didn't beat the shit out of her mum, she didn't have to clean up after her parents'. He smirked instead.
"Well, it's like this, I was walking down-" He stopped, because a blackhaired boy tapped his shoulder.
"Sorry, could you show us where..."
"Sorry dude, can't you see I'm busy here?" Dragon hissed and turned away, putting on his baseballcap. Rule number four: Never talk to the new kids, unless you say something mean. Stupid, but he had to stick to his image. Emma giggled.
"Stupid new kid. Look at him, pathetic!"She continued to talk. Dragon grinned and nodded, but he couldn't care less about some new kid. Luckily, Crabbe and Goyle walked up to him. He hated Emma.
"Hey Dragon, I think old McGonagall just went. C'mon!" Crabbe said. He smiled to Emma and they went. The door was closed. Great. Late first day at school. He didn't knock, he walked inside. Time for some drama again.
"Hello old mates!" The class laughed, but McGonagall glared at him.
"Your excuse for being late?" Stupid old woman.
"Well, McGonagall, I was just welcoming the freshmen," he lied. The class laughed again, but he didn't see what was so funny.
"Sit down, Gaylord," McGonagall grinned. He wanted to shoot her in the head. Why did she ALWAYS do that?
"It's Dragon, not Gaylord. How many times do I have to say it? DRAGON! Never call me Gaylord again!" He meant it, he hated that name. His parents gave it to him just for fun, they told him that themselves.
"But it's your name," McGonagall smirked. Bitch.
"Call me Dragon." The class chuckled. Why did they think everything he did was funny? He sat down in the back, and saw the new students. He decided to piss McGonagall off, she deserved it.
"Are you here to talk about sex? Well, could you tell me about the 'doggystyle'? Oh no, wait...I already know, I forgot about last week..." McGonagall glared at him. Score.
"These are the new students, Dragon." She turned to one of them, the blackhaired boy he had met earlier. Harry Potter? THE Harry Potter? He looked at McGonagall, and interrupted Harry.
"...wear too big clothes?" Score again. McGonagall was red in the face. The next student was a girl with baggyjeans and a tight purple top. Hermione. Was she a tomboy?
"A tomboy, huh?" He asked her. The class laughed, and the girl blushed. He didn't mean anything bad with that, he was just curious. But he looked at McGonagalls face and grinned. Score. The last student was a redhead, Ron. Wait, a fifteen year old girl? Red hair? Yummy!
"What's your sister's name?"
"Um...Ginny."
"Ginny. Okay, good, 'cos I have a thing for redheads..." Did he just say that out loud? Oops...The class now started to tell about themselves. When Amanda told about herself, he coughed out 'lesbian', just to make her mad. She was cute when she got that little wrinkle on her forehead. He got the finger too, cool! Seamus started to make out with Tiffany. Oh, come on, we don't wanna see that! Finally his turn. Time to act.
"I'm Dragon. I like Eminem's music, sex, chicks. Money is not a problem in my life." Perfect.
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J.Fo's note: Hello again! Hope you liked this chappy, as I said, it's out of character. But you gotta have fantasy... REVIEW!
