Hello everyone! I will now be able to focus my time on the story now that many of my school events are done. Also, thank you for being patient! Onto the next chapter.

(Waterfall's POV)

I was walking down the hallway in the college, looking at the different classes. Today was the first day of class in Jade Mountain, and I was pretty excited to start. It had been a long two weeks for me, especially when you have a non-stop talking RainWing as your roommate. I didn't mind the socializing, but sometimes it got to the point where I wanted run as far away from her as possible.

It was almost 8:00, meaning that class was about to start for my schedule. My first class was history, which meant it was going to be long morning for me. I groaned to myself as I walked into the classroom and took a seat, waiting patiently as more dragons filled the vacant seats. A IceWing was whispering to a SkyWing, who looked at me for a second before whispering back.

Oh, boy, this will definitely be a long morning, I thought as the IceWing approached me. He had a smug look on his face and grinned back to his friend.

"Hey, sexy," he started. In the corner of my eye, I saw him wiggle his eyebrow (if they have those) seductively. "I was wo-"

"Get lost," I responded, cutting his sentence off and avoiding eye contact with him. I did not want an egotistical IceWing trying to flirt with me. I already had so many dragons here try to do the same thing... it did not end well for any of them. Instead of knowing what was good for him, he took the seat next to me and tried to wrap his arm around my waist. When I saw this, I narrowed my eyes dangerously.

"If you try that, you will be missing an arm," I growled dangerously.

"Feisty one," he said with a grin. "I like that." He reached his arm even farther around my waist, and the response I gave him was a deadly hiss.

"Get. Lost," I hissed at him. I swear I saw fear in his eyes as I slowly approached his face. I was glaring intensely at him, as if I could see through his very soul. "Or this will be the last time you ever flirt with a dragoness."

He gulped and retreated back to his SkyWing friend, who just laughed at him. The IceWing glared at his friend and hit the SkyWing upside the head. The SkyWing gave his friend a scowl and sat back down, looking at the front of the room. I was looking around the room, trying to see anyone familiar. I saw Sunny sitting in the front, along with Turtle, my cousin. Still looks the same as always.

"Alright class," a voice came from no where. I looked to the front of the room to see a SandWing in nice dress clothes speaking to us. "Let's start this session. My name is Professor Rattlesnake; and today, we will be going over the basic history of The Scorching."

(Galactic's POV)

"Class dismissed," the professor told us. I sighed in relief as I got up from my seat and headed out the classroom. We went over the basics of computer development today. I was planning to use anything I learned from college to help my YouTube channel grow.

On the way back to my dorm, I ran into Freakwave, who just grinned at me. I was a little surprise, but happy, to see him. I gave him a fist bump and we started walking down the hallway, towards the exit.

"It's been a long time!" he said with much enthusiasm. I nodded in agreement: we hadn't seen each other for a month and a half. He was getting more work hours, meaning that he didn't have much free time at all.

"Yes... yes it has," I responded. We continued to chat as we walked out the front door, only to run into some SandWing, who just shot daggers at me. I pretended to not notice him, not wanting to cause any more trouble I had caused for the last two month. He continued to glare at me, but I kept talking with Freakwave.

"I have some strange news," he said to me. "Sky Inc. wants to sponsor you." "

"What?"

"I reacted the same way. It just came out of the radio station I was listening to."

"That is weird," I responded, getting deep in thought. "Sky Inc. rarely talks to the public unless it's a new game or something important."

"It's obviously to reveal your identity," Freakwave said in his 'know it all' voice.

"No shit, Sherlock," I said back. "I have a brain, too."

A phone buzzed and Freakwave immediately shoved his claws in his pocket. Fishing out his phone, he looked at the screen and cracked a smile a few seconds later.

"Want to tell me what's so funny?" I asked him.

"It's Waterfall," he responded, "and that she had another dragon flirt with her. That's like the twelfth time this week."

"Damn, she must be catching the eyes of all the boys in college."

"Well, her eyes are focused on you. She just sent that to me."

I stopped walking as soon as he said that. He stopped along with me and typed something in the text bubble. He tapped the send button and a small notification noise went off. He looked up at me and gave me an evil smile.

"I just told her that you were right next to me," he explained, looking at his phone. "Oh! Now I'm getting a threat bubble! I'm so scared!" he said showing a mock fear epression. I just shook my head, how did I ever become best friends with this guy.

"You can stop commentating everything that's going on," I told him in a bored voice, but he didn't hear me. Not surprising. It was some time before I excused myself from our little 'conversation' and headed to my dorm. I took out the room key from my short pocket and placed the key inside the lock and opened it. There I saw Cel getting his hockey gear into a bag.

"Practice already?" I asked.

"Tryouts," he corrected, and I rolled my eyes. He took hockey very seriously, being an IceWing and all. He once told that there was never an IceWing that did not play hockey, meaning it was a serious sport for them.

"Okay," I bluntly said as I made my way to the couch. "See you in two hours, or is it three?"

"Two and a half, dipshit," he answered with a smirk, and I just laughed. We were used to calling each other names, so it was fun to this to each other. "Starflight out with Fatespeaker again?"

"Yep," I responded, sighing. He was always spending too much time with that dragoness, and I was afraid it might get in front of his studies. Cel opened the door and left the room, closing it back behind him. I sat down on the couch and turned on the news, wanting to know the knowledge of the outside world. To my disappointment, there was nothing interesting to watch.

(Time skip 30 minutes)

I was jolted upright when I heard knocking on my dorm room. I sat up from the couch and went to see who was knocking. Looking through the peephole, I saw Freakwave looking back at me. I opened the door without hesistation, but I was wondering what he was doing here. He should've been at work.

"I used a sick day," he said, as if he read my mind. "Anyways, I got some serious news."

"Just tell me," I said back. "I got nothing else to listen to."

"Waterfall told me that some SandWing continues to hit on her. She completely despises it, but he won't stop. He also beats up any dragon that tries to stop him from hitting on her."

There was a long moment of silence. '

"Why did you come to me then?"

"Because Waterfall says he might stop when he sees you with her," he explained. "I thought she was insane, but she doesn't want to hear it from me."

"Well... fine," I told him. I was pretty nervous going into this situation, but I my mind was thinking differently. After I do this for her, maybe I can ask her out on a date, I thought brightly.I grabbed my sweat shirt from the hanger and exited my dorm. Locking it, I followed Freakwave as I put on the sweat shirt and we walked towards his car. The car was pretty nice, I had to admit, but nothing as good as my own car. It was a sea-green Shelby Cobra with chrome rims.

"Nice ride," I said, impressed. He smiled sheepishly, looking at the vehicle.

"It's one of Queen Coral's old cars," he explained. "She's one of those who likes the newest trends, so she left this car at the junkyard, but I bought it from the junk dealer."

"Well, she isn't that bright to throw out a car like this," I told him. He unlocked the car and got in, and I did the same. He gunned the engine just as I put my seatbelt on and accelerated out the parking lot. "Whoa! This isn't a race track!"

He looked at me, puzzled. "This is how I usually drive."

I looked at him with wide eyes. You're going to get a ticket soon, I thought as he glanced, flashing me a grin. I whipped my head around to look at the streets and neighborhoods we were passing. It was quiet, which made it peaceful and relaxing. I rested my head against the head pad and closed my eyes.

"Where are we going, by the way?" I asked him.

"Her so called 'friends' dragged her to some street race thing tonight. Unfortunately, the SandWing is a street racer, meaning that he is annoying her, again," he added the last part.

"Let's get this over with," I announced as he turned right, heading towards the desert. It was even more quiet and was way darker. Eventually, Freakwave turned on the headlights. I looked for any sign of light, or cars, but nothing was detected yet.

After around twenty minutes of looking. Freakwave finally saw something half a mile away and pointed in the direction of the light. I looked to where he was pointing at, and sure enough, it was a group of cars, along with several street racers. Freakwave approached, and many dragons looked our way. I managed to keep a expressionless face, but I was tingling nervously. The dragons were glaring in my direction, specifically at me for no apparent reason.

I looked through the crowd of dragons and saw Waterfall, being irritated by the SandWing Freakwave described. He had a smug look on his face and continued to talk to her, but she wasn't listening. She was to escape his onslaught of words or trying to ignore him completely. My body was now tingling with anger: I hated egotistical dragons that thought they could do anything they wanted because they either had the money or the looks.

Freakwave stopped the car and I immediately got out, starting to walk towards Waterfall. I saw her look at me and smile, but I also saw the SandWing glower at me, probably thinking I was her boyfriend (which is not true... yet). As I approached, he suddenly zipped in front of Waterfall and held a talon to my chest.

"Get lost, loser," he growled. "She's with me."

I gave him dry smile, "It clearly looks to me that she hates you and wants to rip your head off." I was telling the truth, because Waterfall had a murderous glare on her snout.

"I think your being dillusional," he snarled. He pushed me back with his talon, causing me to stumble a few feet away. I quickly regained my balance and looked around, seeing many of the dragons stopped what they were doing to look at us.

"Hell no!" I said a little too loud, but it was too late to turn back now. "I don't want to hear thoughts from a egotistical retard."

"What did you say?" he growled, stepping closer to me slowly.

"You heard me," I answered. "I didn't know you were a deaf retard, too."

That did it.

Flames came out of his snout as he shoved me to the ground. I landed on back, groaning the feeling of sharp rocks scraping my scales. I look up, only to see him standing above me, trying to look dominant.

"Let's see how snarky you are when I kick your ass," he growled (he growls a lot. Lol). He raised his fist to strike me, but something pierced my eyes, making me cringe back.

"STOP!"

I closed my eyes at the sudden sound and held my ears. I knew the voice came from Waterfall, but I didn't know she could be this loud. After a few seconds, I opened my eyes to see Waterfall, standing there, right in front of me. her deep blue scales shone off the lights from the cars as every dragon and dragoness looked at her.

"You will not hurt him!" she yelled, making the SandWing take a step back. He looked astonished for a split second, but his face turned into a look of fury.

"I won't hurt him, but I can do this," he thrusted a talon at me. "I, Desert the SandWing, challenge you to a race! Loser has to stay away from after fall for the rest of his life! And winner becomes her boyfriend!"

"What!" Waterfall roared, but my snout was open, agape. "I am not a trophy to be won!"

"Well then, it looks like I'll have to kill him after all," he sneered as he took a threatening step towards us. I quickly got up and looked at him, battle hardened.

"I accept."

Waterfall turned to look at me with wide eyes, but Desert looked at me with an evil smile. "See you on the track, loser," he spat the last part. "Be here by 9:00, or I will hunt you down and make you learn your place in life."

He walked away and the crowd dispersed quickly. Each dragon getting into each of his or her car as they drove towards the main road. It was only five minutes before it was just Waterfall, Freakwave, and I. Freakwave came running towards us.

"You alright, sis?" he, worry pouring out his voice.

"I'm fine, but Galactic needs help," she responded, coming to me as I too a step forward. Aparrently, I pulled a muscle, because I almost fell face first, only to be caught by Waterfall. Her emerald green eyes stared at me with concern. "We need to get you to a hospital."

"I'm fine," I said convincingly, but she continued to stare at me, not letting it go easily.

"Your not fine," she told me. "You can hardly walk."

"If I go to the hospital, I'll be there for two nights at least. No, I can't afford to miss this," I explained. "Besides, there's no way he can beat me. I know I can win." Waterfall and I looked at each other for a solid minute before Freakwave interrupted the moment.

"You better be ready, because I think he has something up his sleeve," he announced. "Let's get you back to your dorm, it's been a long day for you."

As Waterfall helped me into Freakwave's car, she gave me a long, worrying look. "Be careful," was all she said to me. I nodded as Freakwave gunned the engine, leaving Waterfall behind with her own car.

I was sitting in my dorm, watching a comedy show. Cel still hasn't come back and Starflight was snoozing away in his room. I was starting to get a headache from watching too much of the TV, but I didn't care. I knew for a fact that I was going to beat Desert.

I heard the dorm room door open, and Cel's head appear a moment later. He looked even more exhausted than I was. He clumsily dropped his gear by the door and stumbled his way to his room. He was about to disappear for the night, but I opened my snout.

"Dude, can you drive me to my house tomorrow?" I asked him politely. Cel only groaned in response in nodded, too tired to ask why. "Thanks." He closed the door shut and I heard him fall onto his bed. Today has been a long day for all of us. Starflight spending all night with Fatespeaker, probably making out then entire time. Cel and his over extended hockey practice, and I with my new enemy encounter today. I turned off the TV and laid down on the sofa. I was thinking about the big race tomorrow, the event that could change my life, forever.

I was eventually overwhelmed by exhaustion as I started to close my eyes. I'm not doing this race for myself. I'm doing this for Waterfall, because I know I can stop this jerk from annoying her... and possibly much worse. I let the exhaustion overcome me as I fell asleep for another night of my life.

FINALLY! AFTER DAYS OF TOO MUCH HOMEWORK, I FINALLY GET TIME TO UPDATE THE STORY. What will happen next, because I don't know either. I hope you readers enjoy this chapter and I will see you in the next chapter soon.