XII. Class Schedule
“Here you go, Professor Vale’s office, each student’s schedule is on the door. He’s a red dragon and rumor has it that he was once a human. He had a magic spell go as wrong as it could possibly go wrong, now he can’t turn back.” Sam said, then added with a tinge of fear in his voice, ‟His wife is the Red Witch. So don’t try to cheat on anything, those two will KNOW.”
Jona pulled a folded parchment from the door with his name scribed on the folded-over flap and opened it. “Dragon lore and law, dragon speak one-oh-one, basics of flight, mathematics— MATH?” Jona gasped, “Math was not my best subject, why do I need math here?”
“They always stick me in math. Hate it, but it has to be passed.” Sam shrugged.
Jona kept reading.
“Health: Pathogens of Dragons and Humans, Communicable Diseases and Interspecies Transmission. I do not even know what the title MEANS, how can I even pass the class if I cannot understand even the title?” Jona had a note of panic in his voice.
“You’ll learn.” Sam laughed, “As a dragon, I have had classes that instruct about the jealousy of humans, ‘human emotions’ that is a class that is a real pain. All the mammal humans I know are okay. I have considered that they’re talking about old humans.”
Jona smiled and kept going down the list.
“Fundamental relationships of rider and ride”, Jona blinked “Rider and ride? Like horses?”
Sam laughed again as they walked down the stairs.
“No, some dragons you ride. NOT like horses, they give rides if it is a bond of trust or friendship between the human and dragon. Like your baby dragon that rides on your shoulder and head. Someday he’ll become large enough to give you rides.”
Jona thought of sprite, had not seen him in a while and was being a little worried.
‟Well, right now, the little guy wouldnt’ be much of a squish if someone stepped on him.”
Back in their rooms they settled in for the night, Professor Vale, on the main floor, called that lights out time was nearly upon them, now the sun was down. Classes started early in the morning and all were to be in bed.
“Good night, students.” The voice was like soft thunder that echoed in Jona’s head long after he settled into the soft bed.