Okay… This is my first ever made-up story of the American Dragon.. I don’t own it, either.. Whatever that means.. Anyway, get on with the story!!

Chapter I

Introduction

"Face it, dragon... You can never be like your dad… You're nothing like him..," the masked girl standing in front of me exclaimed as she held her lightning blade tighter.

"Wait! No--" I lay on the floor, with bruises and cuts, my dragon form's face dripping with sweat and filled with blood.

SPLASH!

"Woah! What the-!?" I sat up and wiped my wet face. "What was that for!?"

"Dude, it's the first day of school and you get to wake up late, with nightmares. Your alarm rang like an hour ago..! And all you did was sweat and say 'No.. No.. Wait.. Ugh..'" yeesh, for a six-year old brother, he sure knows how to annoy people.

"Shut up, Blake..! I just had a dream.. Wait, did you just say my alarm rang for, like, an hour now?"

"Yup.."

I immediately jumped out of bed, went into the bathroom and took a quick bath for about eight minutes and went out.

I dressed up. Usual blue shirt under, then a red sweatshirt, with the upper zipper a bit open, and black jeans.

"Blake! Shouldn't you be hurrying up!? You know that we're gonna be late for school!"

Blake chewed his food and tried to mutter something with his mouth full. He swallowed a bit and said "It's 9 o'clock, bro.."

"What!? But.. but you said my alarm rang an hour ago! And I set that alarm 8:45 AM!"

"Ohh.. Di-did I say an HOUR ago? What I meant to say was 15 minutes ago.."

"WHY YOU LITTLE--"

"Now, now, Jackery.."

"MOM! C'mon! I'm Jesse/JC!"

"Jacke Eric Long! Don't talk to your mother like that!"

"But dad.. I'm not a kid anymore! At least not the kid that should be called Jackery.."

"Well.. Yeah, Rose.. The kid's got a point.. Our son's big enough now.. Big enough to in to a normal school.. Good thing that the dragon academy you studied in was like a normal school here.. I feel awful when MY parents call me Jakey.."

"Fine.. But eat your broccoli now.."

"Woah! That's going TOO far! The beans last week were better!"

"Jacker-"

"Alright! Alright! Yeesh.." I swallowed the broccoli whole.. GASP! Ek! I gripped my neck, with the veins coming out.. "Aakk! Ek! Help! Save..me.." I laid my head flat on the table. Blake watched calmly, chewing his chicken leg. So did mom and dad..

"Awww, c'mon! Aren't you even gonna worry about me!? Even a bit?"

"Nope.." Blake answered, chewing his food.

"Not even a bit.." dad said after drinking his juice..

"Same here.." mom said, wiping her mouth.

"We're pretty used to it.." typical know-it-all Blake..