bluefire (firepound)

youve got guests, wonder who it is

[Fireball's POV]

I was getting kind of bored. I went to my room. I regret not checking out Pound's room before he came, I'm kinda curious how it looks like. His is obviously already decorated cause he's lived here longer, mine looks weird. I didn't take any decorations cause I figured I could just buy them here. In fact, I was planning on getting them at the mall after we ate, buuut yknow...

I guess I could always ask to see his room. I doubt he wouldn't let me, unless he's hiding something. And if he is, better for me to know, so I don't accidentally walk in on something I'm not meant to see. I mean, yeah, of course I'd be curious to know what it is, but I don't like invading peoples' privacy. Mainly because I'd hate it if something like that happened to me and I'm not a hypocrite.

I was figuring out how I would make my room look somewhat better when I heard a our doorbell ring. That's weird, I don't know who'd come visit us. I left my room to answer it but I saw Pound was already at it. As he opened the door I saw two people: a pink mirror with a flower and a green book, maybe a picture book or a yearbook, or a diary.

Pound looked happy to see them. I'm guessing they're his friends or something. They looked nice enough. Pound gestured at me to introduce myself, so I did. To be honest I wasn't really anxious about meeting new people, but I guess I wouldn't mind that much. 

"Hi, I'm Fireball," I said, extending my hand for a handshake.

"Mirror," Mirror said and shook my arm. Yearbook introduced herself and did the same after Mirror.
Pound continued talking to them.

"So, how come you're here? You didn't tell me you were coming."

"Oh, we were just passing by to see some other friends that go to your school, so we thought we'd come see you. Also, you've met Mirror before on videocall, but now you get to see her in real life!" Yearbook seemed very excited about what she was saying.

"Yeah, please stop marketing me as some sort of figurine. But also, I am pretty amazing in real life!" Sounds like something I'd say. Mirror seems cool, I like her. Yearbook also seems nice, but Mirror is cooler, in my opinion.

"By the way, Fireball, I didn't tell you about them yet, but these two are my friends. Well, Yearbook is my sister, and Mirror is her girlfriend." Pound looked really happy to see them. Which is neat, cause I sure wasn't. I know I said I thought both were nice, but that doesn't mean that I want to socialize. I was perfectly fine just reading a book in my room or something. But I guess I'll hang out with these people, sure, I don't wanna seem impolite.

"Cool. Nice meeting you guys." Looking back at it, that's a bit of a dry response... I hope they won't think I'm too boring. And here I am, caring too much about what other people think again. Ugh...

Pound took them to the living room and made us tea. Makes sense, he is British after all. Wait, is that a bad stereotype? 

We started talking a bit, Mirror and Yearbook told us about how they were sightseeing Italy, Slovenia and Croatia because one of their friends, Tape Measure, took them on tour while she waited for the school year to start. Pound knew who they were talking about. I didn't, I just switched schools so I was kind of just listening to find out more about her since she's probably gonna be my classmate.

Speaking of school, I seriously don't want it to start yet. Like, I'm not really struggling or anything, I'd say my grades are fine, I just don't like wasting an average of 8 hours of my day, every business day, for 3/4 of my year, for 12 years of my life. I'm overthinking this, I know, and I know that going to university or having a job is only worse, but something about school is just sucky to me. And that "something" is the students. I hate those ruthless, narcissistic assholes of a sorry excuse for people. The logo of your very expensive shirt is a bit crooked? Bullied. Your hair is styled 2 degrees in the wrong direction? Bullied. Your eyes are the wrong shade of green and there's nothing you can do about it cause that's LITERALLY THE WAY YOU'VE BEEN BORN? BULLIED. And not to mention more major things like being a person of color, being alt or being gay, for example. Did I mention I hate these people? I don't think I mentioned it enough.

Ahem. Got a little side-tracked there, my bad. Anyway, I wasn't really listening to what they were talking until someone called my name. Yearbook, I think? I'm not sure

"Uhh, huh?" I know I could have chosen my words better but I wasn't really paying enough attention.

"Fireball, I asked how come you changed schools?" Yearbook asked, pretty calmly considering I wasn't very enthusiastic. I know I would have gotten annoyed.

Oh, how did we get to that topic? Pound must have mentioned it... Whatever, I'm just gonna make up something. I don't like talking about it but I also don't like saying that I don't like talking about it. I'm a complicated man, what can I say.

"Uhh... I didn't like the path of my past school, so I switched. I chose an art school. It was such a stupid choice honestly. Not like I can make a career out of that. So yeah, I switched to linguistics." 

I mean it wasn't really a lie. The full truth? I was bullied. Cause uh... I'm gay. I hate talking about it. It sounds so stupid. You'd think that artists of all people would be most accepting, but you'd sure as hell be wrong. I know that going to another school would hardly fix that issue, but still, like I told Pound and the others, I wanted to change schools anyway, so I'm kinda just killing two birds with one stone. And so far it's working, I mean, I'll be in the same class as Pound, and he's awesome. 

Anyway, us four continued talking, a bit more about school, a bit about other stuff. Yearbook started talking about photography or something with Pound, so I decided to talk with Mirror. Mirror asked me if I liked comic books. 

"You look like the type of guy to like comics. Specifically stuff like Scott Pilgrim. Am I right or am I right?," that was what she said. I was caught off guard because:
1. how does she know that??
And 2. she didn't feel like the type of girl who'd care about that stuff at all.

"I mean, yeah..? How'd ya know?!"

"Knew it. Yearbook, you owe me 5 euros!!" Oh, so it was a bet. That makes more sense about why she asked me that.

"What- oh. Sigh.. how are you always right?"

"I'm just cool like that."

"Anyway. So since you like Scott Pilgrim like I correctly guessed, we've got something to talk about! Yearbook and Pound are probably gonna be catching up for a while, so I don't wanna get bored." So just like that we talked about Scott Pilgrim.

I was honestly thinking this would be done when she mentioned it was a bet, but no, guess she does just like comic books. Man I love Mirror, she's pretty cool for a gal I'd guess would only be into make-up and fashion. In her own words, she's just cool like that.

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Started writing: 13/11/24
Finished: 15/11/24
Words: 1300

This one also took a while to get out, but I do hope yall enjoyed!
this chapters gotta be one of my favorites tbh

my vision of platonic firemirror is coming true yessss i love being a fanfic writer i have all the creative liberties of the world