Milo was sitting in the back of his room, his blue eyes closed while he focused on what was happening in life. His teachers hated that he never applied himself, but once they realized it was useless to try and make him do his work they just let him do what he does. When he tests they come out phenomenal and when he does the work its good, but you can't make it happen. It's a good thing they learned because messing with Milo right now with so much on his mind wouldn't have Milo in the best of moods. Though most things can't get to him, he was about to join in starting a revolution against the Dragons. Who wouldn't have that phasing them?
The bell rang and Milo wouldn't have noticed if it wasn't for him noticing something just out of the corner of his eye, one kid with a
dragon tattoo meaning now even in school kids were recruited. Milo knew it was probably happening but now he knew it was a badge of honor. Following him out the door, Milo could hear the boys pride in it, the pride of him being able to run everything. "He'll learn one day," Milo thought, "even a mighty elephant is scared of a little mouse for a reason."
Milo proceeded to the "headquarters" finding the classroom he walked in and looked at everyone, a rag tag team indeed, but this team is the mouse the elephant is scared of... but now its biting it's own tail.
"So... why is he on the floor?"