Sorry it took me so long. I'm not going to lie and say I was busy. I was just lazy.

Disclaimer: If I owned American Dragon Jake long would I be here? For you slow folks the answer is no.

Jake woke up from sleep filled with nightmares to Rotwood calling his name. "Here's your breakfast now get ready the kids will be coming soon," ordered Rotwood. Jake hurriedly ate his breakfast, for lack of a better name, and transformed.

The dragon flew to his post and stood by waiting for his charges to file in. People didn't look scared when they saw him as the shock had warred of and acted like there was always a fire breathing reptile guarding the school. Trixie, Spud, and Rose walked by and sadness showed on there face. They did not speak to Jake ad obviously learned there lesson. Something told Jake that today was going to be a long day.

Lunch had come and the kids were rowdy, as usual. It seems that Brad was fighting a younger and smaller student. Jake had no choice but to fly over and stop it. "What's the matter here," said Jake in a ticked off voice.

"Nothing to do with you dragon go off and steal a maiden or something," replied Brad. This was the last straw for Jake as he picked up Brad by the scruff of his shirt.

"Actually this has everything to do with me. Now stop scaring this poor boy before I have to do something," sneered Jake. Before anything else could happen Jake felt a shock from that stupid collar and dropped Brad to the ground.

"No hurting the students," came from a shadow.

"But Principal Rotwood I'm supposed to stop fights."

"Yes but you are not to hurt the humans now apologize to the young master."

"But…"

"NOW!"

"I'm sorry for hurting you young m... master," choked out Jake.

"Just make sure it doesn't happen again," said Brad a smile growing on his face.

To resist the urge to punch that smile off of Brad's face Jake went over to his post (a dog bed).

Then in between 5th and 6th period Jake saw Brad put someone into a locker. "You can't do that," yelled Jake.

"What are you going to do about it," asked Brad.

"Let's see I have sharp claws, pointy teeth and the ability to breathe fire," said Jake.
"Well I can turn you in to Rotwood and get you shocked again."

"You wouldn't."

"I would. I don't think you like being shocked much." Jake did the only thing he could. He gave in to Brad. "Isn't there more for you to say," asked Brad.

Jake gave him an angry glair. "Sorry for bugging you master," said Jake through gritted. Little did Jake know that this was only going to be the start of his problems for a long while.

"I can't let you keep the magical creatures alive," said Huntsman.

"I guess you can do what ever you want to do, but then I can do what ever I want to do. We wouldn't want that would we," threatened Rotwood.

"No we wouldn't want that," replied Huntsman.

"I'm glad we are in agreement," said Rotwood.

One year it had been one whole year since he had came to this horrid position. One year Jake had had to deal with Brad and Rotwood. One year since he had become a slave. A pet. Jake mused over the horrible anniversary of sorts as he watched the kids eating their lunches from his place in his dog bed curled up.

The cafeteria was in its normal dividedness. Jocks were eating at one table and motor heads were eating at another. There at his old table was his old friends and old girlfriend. He remembered those days of freedom but it didn't seem real to him. It was like he was seeing someone else's memories not his own. He had almost gotten used to his "job".

Yes, it was a boring job and he had to listen to people he despised. The free time torture to his mind as there was nothing for his paws to do or his mind to think. He at least got to see his old friends every day even though he couldn't talk to them and he got to spend time with kids his own age. No one really bothered him except Brad. They just treated him like a guard dog.

Great he was a comparing himself with a guard dog. He was curled up in a dog bed and there were those trips when the kindergarteners came to learn about him. He hated those trips they always at the end petted him. Didn't they understand he was a human too?

Human. He hadn't turned human for who knows how long. It was just easier to stay dragon. Jake couldn't stand when his collar got smaller. It always reminded him of the place he had landed and so if he stayed dragon he wouldn't feel that. Jake had even gotten used to walking on all fours when he wasn't flying. He wasn't even completely sure if he could still turn human. Was it even possible for him to go back to his firmer life?

He hadn't seen his family for the whole year either. His sister and grandpa were still working like him. His mom and dad Jake couldn't stand the thought of. He never got to see his dad's reaction. He had never got to say sorry to his dad for lying to him. The both of them must be in shambles. They had had there whole family taken from them. I only he could see his….

"Jake" Jake had gotten disturbed from his thinking by Rotwood calling his name. "You are needed for the group of kindergarteners here."

Jake stretched as he got out of his resting spot and slowly made his way to were the voice coming from. Jake's only thought was, "Not those little kids he hated those little kids."

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