Chapter 1 - Part 4
An hour and a half later, John and company left the band room. His hand was sore, but he felt he did well enough.
"To Taco Bell?" Marc sounded from the back of the group.
"To Taco Bell!" Pete yelled and thrust a fist into the air.
John chuckled a little, and the group made their way out the front doors.
"Dude, what do you think the camp's gonna be like?" Pete was in front of John and Marc, and was walking backwards so he could face them.
John shrugged. "I would guess in a big area. Kinda hard to do all that in a small place."
"Maybe it's in a state park?" Marc offered.
Pete shook his head. "Man, I meant the people. The people! I mean, there's bound to be a few ladies there."
Marc grinned. "Yeah, didn't think of that. All the more to look forward to."
They rounded the corner of the wall around Taco Bell's parking lot and headed for the door.
"Hey," Pete stopped walking for a moment. "You guys ever wonder what it'll be like when we're older?"
The other two stopped for a moment. Then John sighed a little and Marc shook his head.
"Good point." Pete smiled, then continued the walk.
The group ate their lunch at Taco Bell, discussing what they thought their summer trip was going to be like. Once lunch was done, they went their way home, each living a different direction from the restaurant.
John walked into his house, shut the door behind him, and went to go upstairs.
"John, can you come here please?" His mother called from the kitchen.
John sighed, then made his way to the kitchen. Once there, he saw his mother standing with an older man in a business suit.
"John, this is Mr. Drant. He's here to give us the final info on your trip."
The man held out his hand and John shook it. "A pleasure to meet you, John. I wanted to wait until you were here to give the information."
"You are expected to arrive at your school at the normal time tomorrow morning. There will be a bus to take you and your fellow classmate that are going to the camp's location, which is in Alger. You will be there for several weeks, so I advise you to pack accordingly."
"Um, what about the rest of my exams?" John asked.
"Your school will be informed of the situation, and you will receive a passing grade on the rest of your finals."
The man nods. "Now, if you will excuse me, I have some business to take care of. I will be seeing you soon enough. Good day." The man walked himself out of the kitchen, and a moment later John heard the sound of him shutting the front door.
John's mom smiled at her son. "Well, going to the camp. You've grown up so fast."
John rolled his eyes. "Sheesh mom. Way to be cliché."
She smirked. "I have to do it once in a while. Now, go get packed. Gotta have everything ready by the morning."
John headed up to his room, grabbed his suitcase from his closet, and started loading it up with everything he thought he'd need.
About an hour later, John laid on his bed, staring at the ceiling, thinking about what his summer now held.
His life as a dragon was starting to begin.