Every summer since Micky was sixteen, he and Ashley would disappear from the start of July till the end of August. The reason behind this disappearance was that they were on a road trip, going wherever they felt like, staying in a place for the max of a week if they really liked it. This is there forth year doing it, this year was also a bit special, as Micky and Ashley agreed not to take anyone else with them, but this year, as they would take Sam with them.<br/><br/>The three would come closer over those two months, Micky and Ashley sharing stories of past trips, making new and interesting memories. One such memory was a dine and dash, thee trio haf ran out of money for the day. The one to come up with the plan was Ashley, she was the first to leave the restaurant, followed by Sam, last was Micky, as he was the fastest so he just made a break for the door and never looked back.<br/><br/>One the biggest things to come from the trip though, besides the bond the three would make, was that Sam would find out that Ashley is gay. This happened out in Seattle, the three were sharing a motel room. Ashley brought back a girl from a club when she thought the other two were gone, only to have Sam walk in on her and the other girl, half naked making out on her bed. Ashley didn't really mind that Sam knew, though she made him promise not to tell a soul, especially her bible thumping adopted parents.<br/><br/>----------------<br/><br/>October 9th, 2017.<br/><br/>9:30 AM<br/><br/>The back legs of the chair were at angle off of the ground, the front completely off the ground. Micky was using the chair as a sort of bed, his arms crossed infront of his chest, hood over his head. He was at the moment simply trying to sleep, as he stayed up rather late the night before.<br/><br/>His foot was wedged between the desk and leg of the desk, keeping him from falling backwards or forwards. Besides being tired, Micky found the teacher, Mr. Körte, rather boring. So maybe it was a bit of luck for Micky, as he was passed out in English class, tought by a German man, he was rather sure that's what people call irony.<br/><br/>While he slept, the class and world would continue one with out him. Not that he gave a shit, Micky had already sat through this class before, be knows what's on the tests, he just actually had to show up for them this time, he would more then likely pass.<br/><br/>Suddenly a voice would cut through the other quite classroom. "Mister Hunter!" The old German man would snap, looking towards the young werewolf. Who at this point was awake, his eyes still closed. "Mister hunter you will wake up this instance, and put your chair back down!" The whole class now turning towards him, waiting to see what the famous trouble make would do. With a heavy sigh Micky opens his eyes, still balancing the chair on its two legs. "Make me."<br/><br/>The teacher would stare down Micky for a moment, before he walked toward him. "Micky, put the chair down before I have to remove you have the class." This would cause Micky to laugh, his eyes rolling. "I would like to see you try old man." Though having enough of this he would put the chair down. The teaching would stare a thing the young man for a minute, before returning to the front of the class. Once more going back to his lesson.<br/><br/>it would only take a minute or two before Micky feel asleep on top of his desk this time. Maybe this time he would be able to just sleep till the bell went. One can only wish right?<br/><br/>--------------<br/><br/>Ashley was already late to school, there was no way she was going to make it to her first class at all. So she was just taking her time, well really she out front of the school, using the railings leading up to the school as a skating spot, which was kinda dumb seeing as anyone could tell her to get to class. Though the only people she has seen is other kids who were late, but are actually trying to get to class.<br/>Most kids who went to this school could care less what she does, her best friend was Micky, and her parents the priest and his wife, well adopted parents, either way people either didn't want to mess with her, or weren't sure if they would pull them into some weird church thing.<br/><br/>At the moment Ashely stands about twenty feet to the left of the main door of the school, aiming for the centre rail, which was a bit dumb, if she ate shit it was going to hurt. But she was comfortable, she has done it a ton of times already.<br/><br/>With her headphones in, the young woman would put her board down and step on it. Pushing off quickly, pushing off the ground a few more times to get the speed needed. Getting low before popping the board up, she was trying for a tailslide, which was going week so far, good centre of balance, the board on the rail and moving down it.<br/><br/>Unfortunately for the young punk, a bit of the metal had been bent over the summer, which she didn't notice. This caused her to hit this dip, the board stopping but her body continues to fly through the air, only for a moment before she would be brought crashing down on the ground, she would even bounce as her body turns.<br/>"Son of Bitch!" She would yell, slowly getting up from the ground, her baggy hoodie and jeans had taken most of the road rash, leaving only scrapes on her hands, and some on her knees under her jeans. "Oh fuck me man, fuck that hurt.."<br/><br/>Really the only thing at this point that she was worried about was if anyone had saw her, sure it wasn't her fault, but it did make her look pretty damn stupid.<br/><br/>----------------<br/><br/>Astrid would sit up in her bed, placing a large claw hand against her cheek. Last night was not one the dragon-kin would call one of good sleep, having a dream of a time long since past, of someone she never wanted to see again. A heavy sigh escaped the rather large half dragon, she would never understand why things had to end like they did.<br/><br/>"Come on, get ahold of your self." Speaking to only her self, she would stand up. Looking around the room, which was more then like three to four times the size of a normal human bedroom. But with so much hight to her, the house had to be made to fit her, luckily the contractors family had been in town for as long as she has, so he already knew why it was so big.<br/><br/>As she set about her daily routine, thoughts that were once locked away started to spill forward with memories, memories of the good times, the love, and peace she had at the time of her dream. Those were quickly followed by pain, rage, and sadness.<br/><br/>When a dragon-kin becomes inraged, flames would start to lick out of the corners of there mouths, smoke was when the body was actually heating up do to a few different reason. This unfortunately makes it hard to hide her true feelings, and like many of her kind, she just lets we feelings be known.<br/><br/>She would slam her fist into her bathroom counter top, knocking over a few bottles of different things, and her little tooth brush stand. Which would be followed by a deep breath, her eyes closing. "Astrid, you know she is gone. Just clam down, and enjoy your day off in town." With that she would open her eyes, two things having happened. One, she claimed her self, and two, she started to work on he magic, as to hind her true form.. just to many questions to be answered, and it was easier if the humans thought you are one of them.<br/><br/>From there Astrid would continue to get ready for her day, slowly letting her magic work in till she was what the humans saw and not what she really is.