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Chapter Two

Clay woke before sunrise. He heard singing outside. Carly, he immediately thought. Only person crazy enough to be up before sunrise and singing. He got up and quietly crept outside. Sure enough, Carly sat down by the cherry tree with an acoustic guitar.

"And I could be good and I would- if I knew I was understood. And it'll be great, just wait-or is it too little too late? Record and play, after years of endless rewind. Yesterday wasn't half as tough as this time. This isn't hell, last time I couldn't tell. This mind wasn't well. Next time, hope I'm …gonna be good, and I would-if I knew I was understood. And it'll be great, just wait-or is it too little too late?"

"That's some right pretty playin'" he said walking down the hill to her. Carly jumped a foot in the air and turned around in surprise, she was blushing furiously. Seeing that it was Clay, she sighed and relaxed.

"Thank you," she said leaning against the tree trunk and stretching, "I didn't wake you up, did I?"

"Naw," Clay lied and shook his head. "I'm always up 'round this time,"

"Thus is the life a cowboy," Carly said strumming off a couple arbitrary chords.

"Darn tootin'" Clay sat beside her in the dew soaked grass. Carly stared at the sunrise, strumming the guitar absentmindedly. He looked closely at her neck; on it was a bronze choker, a dragon with an amethyst eye biting its own tail. "Hey, what's that?" He asked bringing his hand right up to her neck, admiring the craftsmanship of the trinket.

"Oh, this?" She ran her fingers over it. "It's a Xiaolin Dragon necklace. You get one when you're a real full dragon. It's like your sash. You got a blue one; you're an apprentice, right?" He nodded. "Yeah, you'll get one of these sometime,"

"Who decides when?" he asked.

"The Devine Powers of the Earth, whenever you're ready, a Xiaolin necklace will reveal itself to you. Only you can retrieve it. Once it's on your neck, you can't get it off. It's with you forever. That is some sunrise, huh?" She was trying to get off the subject. Clay didn't push the necklace talk; Carly was prone to easy vexation.

"Boy howdy," Clay said just now looking at the sunrise. He heard Carly chuckle quietly next to him.

"You haven't been looking at the sun at all, have you?" She looked in his cerulean eyes with a smug look in her amber orbs. Clay blushed.

"You ain't watchin' it anymore either," he observed. At this, Carly found her bare feet very fascinating. He watched her ears rapidly turn red.

"There you are," they both turned to see Omi running joyfully down the hill to them.

"Yes here we are," Carly responded standing up, "Do you want something?"

"I only wish to bring the newest member of our team to the breaking of the fast," he took her hand and started leading her up the hill. Clay followed.

"The what?" she whispered to him as he walked beside her.

"Breakfast," Clay replied with a smile.

"Oh," Carly said blushing, "Is he always this hard to figure out?"

"Most of the time," he responded. They went to the grand hall to find Kimiko and Raimundo already there. Kimiko was typing away furiously on her laptop and Rai looked like he would fall asleep in his bowl.

"Friends, look who I have found, your new comrade Charlemagne. Is that not the most owning thing ever?" Omi said proudly.

"Yeah sure," Kimiko said quickly barely looking up from her screen.

"It's Carly, Omi," She said walking past him to sit on one of the cushions at the little table. "And no, I am not the most owning thing ever." She reached for the bowl in front of her. Hope it's not rice. She thought putting her guitar down on the floor beside her. When she looked inside a look of disappointment and frustration came over her face. She sighed, "Rice, I thought I'd gotten away from the stuff when I left my first temple, but lo and behold, here it is. Rice for breakfast." She sighed again, picked up her chopsticks and started eating. Clay sat next to her and started eating. After a few minutes Raimundo realized Carly was there.

"You're still here?" he asked with a yawn.

"Yes," Carly replied with a bit of a frown on her thin lips.

"How long you gonna be around?" Rai continued his interrogation.

"At least until after the Xiaolin conference and ball," the second the word 'ball' passed Carly's lips, she mentally kicked herself. You weren't supposed to tell them you idiot!

"A ball," Kimiko abandoned her technology to listen. Carly nodded. "Tell us more," by 'us' she clearly meant 'me'.

"The Xiaolin conference and ball is a gathering of all the Xiaolin Dragons once every ten years," Master Fung entered the hall. "The Masters of every temple meet and discuss the progress made in each temple's training of Dragons. The Chosen ones, themselves, are allowed to make friends with each other and mingle," he looked at Carly to check his slang. She nodded so he continued, "Before all the temples leave, there is a ball held and most temples never come in contact again until the next conference."

"The conferences and balls are held at my home temple, the Jade Temple. It's not far from here." Carly added.

"Yes, being that it is not far, we are leaving this evening," Master Fung concluded and swiftly left the hall.

"Ooo, I can't wait for that ball," Kimiko said bouncing joyfully.

"Sounds like a girl thing," Rai said uninterested.

"It's not," Carly said, "It's tons of fun, just from what I've heard from my master. You get to meet all your peers and see what they can do, it's gonna be great. I can't wait,"

"Why didn't you just go back to your Jade Temple, why'd you come here to lave with us?" Clay asked.

"My master said it's tradition for the students of the Jade temple to travel the world bringing new of the conference to every temple, the last temple they visit is they temple they travel with to the conference. You guys are my last stop, so I'm going with you." She put down her empty bowl and got up. "I'm gonna go get dressed. See ya," She'd been wearing a plain black tee shirt and a pair of loose flannel pants the whole time, clearly, her pajamas.

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