A/N: Sorry It's so short

It was a normal day, or more so, it was so far. I was reading one of my favorite books on a bench in my favorite park. The sun was shining, which around here, is very uncommon.

The book just so happened to be a book about dragons, one of my favorite mythical creatures. I always found them strange, stranger than anything else. I could see the scientific evidence of, if they were really, how they could fly. But how did they breathe fire?

I shook my head, forgetting the thought. I noticed it get darker and looked up. I frowned at the clouds rolling in.

I sighed, standing and grabbing my backpack, shoving my book inside. I grabbed the straps on my bag tightly, walked down the path towards the exit.

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I now sat at my desk, pencil in had, my AP Chemistry homework in front of me. As annoying as it was to do homework, my mother would absolutely kill me if I didn't finish it. I tapped my pencil on the desk, groaning. I pushed back from the desk, spinning quickly in my chair.

I grabbed my laptop and decided to finish my history essay before going back to my chemistry homework.

I finished all of my homework in about 3 hours. Excluding some bits that weren't due for a while.

I looked at the alarm clock on the small counter beside my bed. It flashed in bright blue numbers, 10:00 pm.

I stood up stretching, with a small yawn. I walked over to the side of my bed. I set down my glasses, grabbing my pajamas and changing quickly.

I got into bed, doing my best to get comfortable. Sighing, half asleep already, I closed my eyes and dozed off.