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“Seriously?” I exclaimed. “Thiseducational institutioncomes with its own warnings when you enroll, or did you not read the fine print? Not to mention the moat and the forest filled with dangerous creatures. And let’s not forget the class itself, which is all about ridingdragons!”
“Yes, but think of the eye candy we’ll get to enjoy every single class period.”
“You’re not talking about Vorzak again, are you?” Jasmine was obsessed with the gorgon, who wasn’t in a single one of our classes last year, which meant we rarely saw him, which was wonderful as far as I was concerned, considering how terrifying I found him and his snakes to be. They were always growing and twitching and twining and staring at you, even when he was looking in the opposite direction.
Not a man I wouldeverconsider dating.
Jasmine, on the other hand, was completely enamored. She also refused to do anything about it, like walk up and introduce herself, which made the whole situation ridiculous.
“Of course not,” Jasmine exclaimed. “But wouldn’t it beamazingif he was in our class too?”
I swear if this were the 1800s, I’d have the vapors at just thethoughtof having to deal with both dragonsandsnakes in one class. “No,” I said firmly.
“Oh, come on, Mikaela.”
“Just no. You know how I feel about snakes.”
Jasmine snickered.
“So if you weren’t talking about Vorzak, who’s the eye candy, then?”
“Professor Vesely, of course!”
I gave her a blank look.
“Professor HDB?”
I snickered. “Oh,him. I guess I never knew his real name.” We’d taken to calling the most good-looking instructor on campus Professor Hot, Dark and Broody our first year at the Academy. By spring of that year, we’d shortened it toHDB.
She laughed. “Well, he teaches Dragon Riding, so if nothing else, the scenery will be pretty.”
CHAPTER 3
The next morningas we walked with a group of students toward the stables for our first Dragon Riding class, I was lamenting the early hour. “Who thought a class at 6 a.m. was a good idea?”
“Oh, but this is the best time of day for dragon riding,” a student named Emily said. “We get to fly as the sun rises.”
“Surely we’re not going to get on adragontoday,”I exclaimed.
“Doubtful,” another student named Frederick said. “But we always start class at the stables because that’s where the dragons are.”
That’s what I was afraid of.
What kind of educational institution kept fire-breathing dragons in stables, for goddess sake?
I suppose the kind that taught fire-wielding witches and monsters and other supernatural creatures.
Yeah. We were all doomed.
When I originally signed up for this class with Jasmine, I figured it would at least be mildly amusing, if also somewhat scary.
Of course, that was before I was attacked by a shadow-dragon, so now I was more of the opinionthat it wouldn’t be amusing at all and instead, was just going to be flat-out terrifying.
“Hey, hold up!” Kasi, who Jasmine had also roped into signing up for this class, came bursting from the castle doors and loped across the lawn toward us.
Jasmine, who had slept in my room the night before—Leslie never did show up—grinned and muttered, “I guess she finally tore herself away from Jahrdran.”
We waited for Kasi to reach us, then the three of us fell into step behind our classmates once more.
