The Fire Guardians

Chapter 1

**This is the first draft. I am in the process of editing the final draft at the moment. Also, sorry that the first chapter is long. I promise none of the other chapters are this long. **

Chapter 1:

                My eyes never left the fire.

                Wisps of smoke hung around the candle, surrounding me. I watched as the fire danced across the candle. Every time I saw fire it felt I’d never seen anything like it before.

                Then the door burst open. I whipped my head around and saw my mom standing in the doorway.

                I blew the candle out and my mom asked, “Krista, what were you doing in the dark? Because it certainly wasn’t sleeping.”

                “It’s not your business. Get out of my room,” I said, standing up.

                “It is my business. I’m your mother.”

                “Do you need to remind me?”

                “Apparently, yes. Now tell me this instant what you were doing,” my mom said, storming further into my room. She nearly tripped over the wire that charged my cell phone, but she quickly regained balance.

                “You really need to clean this room,” she complained, beginning to unplug my cell phone.

                “It’s not charged,” I said.

                “Until you tell me what you were doing, you’re not getting your phone back. You could be doing drugs for God’s sake! Or was there a boy over? Is that what it was?”

                “Get out of my room!” I was practically yelling. I couldn’t stand when people were in my room. Especially when those people were on my top five least favorite people list. Then, my little sister, Lily, came bouncing into the room. She was instantly drawn into my closet, and the last thing I wanted was her dirty, grubby fingers on my clothes. I had to jump into action. I ran toward my closet without being stopped, my mom was too busy trying to figure out how to disconnect my phone, and grabbed Lily by the waist.

                She squealed and started laughing.

                “What game we playing, sissy?” She asked between giggles. It was the typical response from a six year old. I set her outside my room, and she stretched her arms out, obviously wanting to “play” again.

                I explained as I knelt down to her level, “You can’t come in here because there’s a monster that eats little girls.” I glanced back at my mom and added silently, and another who eats teenage girls.  

                “A monster?” Lily’s eyes doubled in size, and she slowly backed away from the door. I nodded, and Lily ran down the hallway into her own bedroom. I sighed in relief. But I still had my mom to face and she’d be even harder to get rid of. She had finally unplugged my phone and was now rooting around.

                “What are you doing? You got my phone. Leave,” I grumbled.

                “Looking for evidence of what you were doing.”

                “I was looking at my candle.” I didn’t like giving in to anyone, but I was desperate to have this woman get out of my room.