As a senior in collage your pretty smug, the world is your oyster, and you have a good life ahead of you. The most satisfing thing is you get to beat up on all the underclassmen. You scope out the new crop of punching bags and do a doubletake. There is a pair of dragons standing in the middle of the human class, they wear clothing, a few years old style wise and not fitting very well, they are big to, yet they look more than a little cowed among all the normal people. One has green scales, the other has a pinkish red. You heard about these people comming into yuor school, and you know they will be trouble. You watch as the classes seperate into male and female, one goes into each group, and they await sorting into dorms.
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