Blister

Blister walked into the sitting room of her dorm, collapsing on a pillow. She had just finished unpacking her small bag, and now the soreness she felt from her flight to school was getting to her. She just wanted to unwind by reading a good scroll.

After a minute of laying on a soft pillow feeling like a turtle, Blister sat up and turned to the scroll shelves. The selection on the first shelf was awful, it being a collection of early reader scrolls. The second shelf was better, with more advanced scrolls, and the third seemed to have maps, dictionaries, encyclopedias and a collection of atlases. Blister selected a scroll called Lost Legends of a Lost Continent and sat down. After a minute of reading, she was interrupted by her new roommate walking in.

"Um... Hi..." said Blister shyly. The other dragon, who Blister was fairly sure was Crypt, the dragon listed on the door, jumped.

"Oh! You scared me. Uh... Princess Blister!" she said the last part in shock, quickly bowing. "Your Highness." Blister shook her head.

"Just Blister. No formalities, I'm not at a palace right now." Blister said, smiling at Crypt. Crypt nodded.

"Yes, Your High- Oops, sorry. Blister. I'm Crypt. Nice to meet you!" said Crypt, lightening up.

"Nice to meet you, too." Blister spotted a scroll in Crypt's talon. She read the title. "Is that the latest Defenders of Talongard!? I love that series! I've read them all, and I've been looking for someone else to read them with!" exclaimed Blister. Crypt lifted the scroll, gazing at it.

"Yeah, it is. And me too! I would love to read them with you!" said Crypt happily. "Although I should really unpack first. After I'm done maybe we could discuss them together?" she asked.

"Totally." agreed Blister. "Maybe we can have a book club!"

That afternoon, they decided to try writing. Blister decided that it might be fun, and suggested it to Crypt. The two walked together to the entrance hall to look for paper. They met a teacher, who happily gave them paper and thought that it might be a good class activity. He also gave them class lists, to show them what their classes would be. So the dragon pair went back to their cave with piles of paper.

"Can you read the class list while I find my quills and ink?" Crypt asked Blister, bringing a box labeled DRAWING on it out. Blister nodded and unfolded the letter.

"Dear students, welcome to SandIce Academy! We will be teaching you important knowledge that will help you in life. You will be put in classes, called Winglets. The Amber Winglet has students Sub-zero, Cryo, Glacier, Blaze, Cactus Blossom and Singe. The Meltdown Winglet has students Walrus, Whitestorm, Snowdrop, Burn, Smolder and Glass. And last but not least is The Thaw Winglet, with students Frost, Boreal, Iceage, Blister, Crypt and Scald. Thank you, and we look forward to seeing you soon. Signed, Heatwave, Principal." read Blister. Crypt finished digging through her box and nodded thoughtfully.

"That sounds good. We're in the same class! What could be better?" she questioned. Blister opened her mouth and moved her talons as if to make a list, but Crypt rolled her eyes, giggling. "Don't you start. My older brother does that enough." Blister dropped her talons, giggling.

"Mine does too." Blister laughed. "I have a feeling this will be a great year." The two giggled together until the gong chimed for the assembly.

Burn

Burn hated school. She hated her roommate, she hated the room decor, she hated the IceWings she got in an argument with on the way in. Stomping through the halls, she tried to get thouroughly lost, so maybe she could find a hidden exit. It didn't work. All that happened was that she met a teacher who escorted her back to her cave and her cowering roommate. What a waste of time. Burn decided to keep planning and think up a better escape idea. She stewed in her room, throwing pillows, until the gong rang for the assembly.

Hi. Chapter three! Actually, two because of prologue and stuff, but whatever. Okay. Um, Talongard is a made up location for one of my other stories, although the chapter with it first mentioned isn't out. Okay, Burn. I don't like writing her. I think I'll just keep her PoV's short, unless anyone objects, thanks. These chapters will be fairly short, but I'll try and post a lot. Well, they might get longer as I get more used to this story. Thanks for reading,

Winter Kitty