…something violet, like a small, plastic device with a screen in the middle, and a strange krust on it, two circles united, the larger one bearing a smaller, solid sphere inside: the krust of knowledge. She picked it up and smiled slightly at the item, "I'll give it to him when I see him this afternoon!" Yoley told herself, then placed the digidevice into her pocket.
I started flying after a few seconds of brief rest, I couldn't stay there, I had to return home, for some reason I didn't think it was wise staying there, being questioned by Yoley about my misterious disappereance and all. I flew with great trouble, flapping my wings vigorously to keep my exhausted body on the air, the wild race across the school yard had drained a lot of my energy and now, with my tounge lolling out through the side of my draconish mouth, yet I had to point out my face was slightly dog like. I was so inmersed into keeping my body flying that I nearly collided against a traffic helicopter that was flying straight torwards me, but my good reflexes helped me move away from the plane's path. I turned my body to the right, mecoming in a diagonal position, wings straight, the impulse of the wind itself pushed me away from the machine's path.
I saw my building and went throught the gap down until reaching my window, which I always left open for I always returned home by flying in my dragon form, much quicker than walking all the way or taking one of those annoying buses that passed every half an hour, or whenever they felt if it was snowing. I grabed myself from the window seal with my claws and roared loudly upon feeling my weight pushing me down to the bottom, gravity trying to take me torwards the hard, tiled floor. I used the few bit's of strength I had and impulsed my body up, scratching the bricked wall with my hind legs' claws, and flapping my wings vigorously, creating a gust of wind that shook the clothes hanged to dry so wildly I feared they would fly away.
I managed to enter my room, scratching my long neck against the metallic, window frame, and releasing a few, bright, copper scales from my elongated neck. I transformed back into my human form as soon as I had placed my legs on the window seal, and the invisibility charm vanished with my dragon form. I rolled down the desk and collapsed on the floor, where I lay, breathing heavily, enjoying the coolness of the stone tiled floor, my mind floating around images from my friends reading the newspaper and then gazing worriedly at me hyperventilating. I didn't know what I could do about that, but I thought it was better to ignore it or I would give it all up, my greatest secret, my only secret. I fell asleep due to exaustion, my mother was not a home, she never was at this time because of her job, she would come a little later, and hopefully wouldn't find me laying asleep on the floor, although I could say it was hot and the floor was a lot cooler.
My eyes fluttered open when a few, timid rays of light sneaked past the gaps left by the shut blinds, golden beams the showed me the position of the sun, it was around 4:30 in the afternoon, and I knew Yoley would be here soon. I stood up quickly, I was still laying on the floor and someone had pulled out my school jacked and my shoes, and I guessed it had been mom. I rushed torwards the wadrobe and quickly got dresses into a T-shirt styled, white shirt, and a pair of casual but fresh jeans. I passed a hand through my wild hair and looked around, and I realized I had left my laptop at Odaiba's High, but fortunately for Yoley not my books and notebooks since I never bring them along, all my notes are taken into my laptop.
I placed the math notebooks and books on my desk in a frantic fashion, and right after I decided everything was ready to receive Yoley into my math explaining lesson the doorbell rang in it's typical, calm, ding-dong. I heard Yoley speak with my mother, but couldn't make out the words through the city's constant noise, the roaring of helicopters and the strident, high pitched, and annoyed yelling of car honks. The door oppened and Yoley entered it, I turned around quickly to greet her, "hello Yo…" I started but my speech faltered, my voice left me and this fluttering of butterflies on my stomach powered my actions. Yoley entered, her tipical charming smile on her lips, but she was dressed on a white, sleeveless shirt that was tied right under her breasts instead of tied by using buttons, and a skirt so loose it flowed with the tender breeze. Both clothes revealed her perfect waists, her beautiful, long legs, and her overall feminine atractiveness.
Yoley must have noticed my gaze going down her body and up again, examining her like a new specimen or something, "er…hello Izzy…can we start?" she asked timidly, shifting uneasy. I snapped out of my stupor and blushed deeply, "get a hold on yourself Izzy, this is your best friend here" I thought, mentally slapping myself a good ammount of times. I offered her a chair with my usual, friendly smile, and she accepted. I noticed that slight, pinkish colour rising to her cheeks, creeping in the form of a slight blush, and I knew inmediatly how embarased she must have felt, that was another mental slap for 'moi'. Yoley pulled out her notebook and pen, and her eyes looked over at me, "Izzy, you're blushing?" she said, her lips breaking into a bright smile that revealed her set of pearly white teeth. I looked at her and smiled lightly before looking down embarrased, "I…well, it's just…I'm sorry Yoley" I finished in defeat, which excuse was good this time? Tell her you were admiring the beautiful clothing? Tell her you were in dreamland? Tell her you were just fascinated because she's hot and you just realized? Tell her you love her? I groaned, my mind drifting to strange thoughts, ok, I admit she's damn hot, but love was a word with a meaning way too high to actually consider it a must, love was just something that happened constantly in the kind of lustful novels my mother read.
Yoley giggled and I looked over at her, my features showing a confused and questioning gaze, "what…? I started but the girl's slender hand made it's way torwards my mouth, two tender fingers were placed over my rosy lips, "shhh, no excuses, I understand that the first time you actually see a girl without the school uniform might be shocking, you don't have to make up any excuse!" Yoley explained. I stared at her in disbelief, "what? It's not the first time I see a girl dressed like you are!" I exclaimed positively amused. Yoley giggled, "then? What was the reason for your staring?" she asked in a playful, somewhat lustful way, leaning torwards me slightly. I looked away, what was I to do? Tell her I thought she was hot? I'd most likely get slapped into next thursday! Yoley smiled mischievously, ok, this was not going to be good, "oh, I get it, you like me!" she said. I looked at her in disbelief and oppened my mouth to respond, but before I could she stood up and sat on my legs, facing me, her ams around my neck, "or is it that you think I'm hot?" she said in a soft purr, leaning over to whisper into my ear. My eyes widdened, what did she think she was doing? Her hand brushed tenderly past my neck, but unfortunately passing her long nails across the still stinging scratch, so I winced slightly upon feeling her touch.
She moved back and started giggling, "what?" I snapped angrily, what exactly was she doing acting all flirtatious with me? Yoley's giggle broke into a laughter, "oh Izzy, you should see your face, you look like I'm the first girl you have ever seen!" she snapped, breaking into a sound laughter. I blushed furiously, ok, she was not the first girl I ever saw, neither would be the first girl I make out with, but she was my best friend and seemed to be trying to get me to bed. I placed my hands around her waist and lifted her up to return her to her chair, "well, you are the hottest girl I've ever seen…I'll go get some drinks!" I said following her game, but rushed out of the room before she could respond.
Yoley looked at the retreating figure with shocked eyes, "I think I'm a bad influence!" she thought aloud,yet her cherry lips broke into a smile. Her gaze moved down torwards her long, slender fingers where a small, bright copper scale rested, "what a peculiar thing!" she commented. She raised the item she had picked from Izzy's neck to her face and stared at it, "looks like some sort of reptile scale, but which reptile can have been in contat with Izzy recently?" she wondered. Her mind started analizing the possible answers to her inquire, but nothing seemed to comvince her, various snakes, even turtles, no, most of those didn't have such bright colours, and coral snakes were too small to have a scale the size of a large coin. She placed the scale tenderly into her wallet, the place where her driving license would go, and closed it quietly. As she was putting it back into her small bag she notticed a ray of sun light caressing something with envy, a small, copper coloured item, similar to the one she had seen on Izzy.
Yoley was staring at a scale just like the other one, but this one was slightly larger, "what creature can be that big?" she thought with her brow frowning in concenrtration. I entered in that moment carrying a tray with two glasses of juice and a small plate with home made cookies, my mother was a great cook, obviously she was not my real mother but I loved her just the same, I often wonder how different would things be had I stayed with my real mother? Then my eyes caught something, a copper coloured scale! MY scale! Must have fallen from my body when I scratched my neck against the window frame, but Yoley was staring at it, what was I to say? As much as I paled I made a great effort to remain cassual, perhaps I could get out of this one without freaking again, I concentrated hard in remaining cool, calm and passive, I had seen nothing. I placed the tray on the desk and smiled at the girl, although I was pretty aware that my face was paler than usual, "oh!" I acted up as if I had just noticed the scale, "I see you have found my science project!" I commented pickung up the scale from her hand. She looked up at me with questioning eyes, and I saw her again under the appereance of my best friend, "what is it from Izzy?" she asked curiously, still thoughtful about her thinking. Good question Yoley, no, it's from a dragon that casually happens to be me, as much as it hurted me I couldn't tell her that! "it's…from a Copperhead Snake" I lied once again feeling the painful stabbing of a million swords.
Yoley looked completely pleased with that answer, "oh…what will you do with it?" she asked curiously. I sighed and looked up at her, stop asking questions, please, "well…I was to see the pigmentation of the scale to learn how…how the snake blends with the environment!" I explained as technically as I could. Yoley giggled, "well,it'l be hard for this snake to blend in with the enviroment with such a bright colour!" she commented casually. You don't have an idea of how hard, perhaps with a brick wall? Or a large roof made entirely of copper? I sat down next to her and pushed aside any more conversation about the scale, insisting that her exam was close and that we had lost quiet some time already.
Yoley sat calmly at her desk, at home, in front of her the copper scale, and next to her a book with a picture of the different forms of the scales depending on where they are situated in reptiles. She looked at the picture of a copperhead, but as much as she tried to figure where the scale belonged, she could not see any connection between the dull, brownish of the snake's scales and the bright copper of this scale. She looked at the chart, her fingers slipping the scale across the different photographs, until she reached the exact one, same shape, slightly conical, with the same border. She removed the scale and placed it next to her, on the wooden desk, distractedly, "this scale belongs to the side of the neck of numerous reptiles, usually nearing the head, where they are smaller and slightly thicker…the neck?" she focused her bright blue eyes onto the scale once again. Yoley examined the item, calculating it's size with a compass, and working down the proportions with a few simple formulas until she reached a stunning answer to her problem, "what?!" she exclaimed completely shocked, her face had gone pale and her eyes were wide. She looked at the written number with frantic and dizzy curves and lines due to going too fast in her calculations and writtings, "that creature must be at least 10 metres in length!" she snapped loudly. A booming on her wall made it tremble, and she suddenly realized how loud she was speaking, "I have to work tomorrow, shut up willya?" growled her father in a roar that could challenge a lion's. She nodded with an apologizing look and returned her attention to the scribbled paper, "what lizard is that big?" she wondered in a silent voice.
To Be Continued…
AN: ok, second chappie in here, how do you like it? Getting more interesting? I hope so, this is not my typical style of writing, I usually do a muhc more complex and descriptive one, but this story was basicly for entertainment, not to demonstrate I can produce great writing, so I didn't make it that descriptive and heavy as I did with Mistress of the Woodland. Well, enjoy it and keep reading, I promise you the last chapter is gonna be fasntastic, I got it planned out already.