Fire Girl [COMPLETED]

part 2

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I stood waiting at the bus stop for my school bus. It was a normal day sun shining, birds singing and everything perfectly normal in my normal town. Everything except me.

Today was the second day since I discovered that I am some freak who could control fire and I haven't told anyone about it. Not even my mom, dad or even my only best friend Amber. The bus arrived and I got in. I sat down at my seat which would always be empty. No one would ever bother to sit with me. I was used to this. Being alone almost all the time. With simple features and no dashing looks, I am not even close to being popular in my high school. But I liked it. I liked the solitude that surrounded me. I took out my headphones and put them on. Music always soothes my nerves. Of lately my nerves have gotten jitterier after I have discovered my stupid fire power.

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"Hi, stace" a familiar voice greeted me. It was my best friend Amber.

"Hi" I replied back weakly.

We sat down at the fountain which adorned the front of our school.

"You look so dull. Is your fever gone yet?" said Amber touching my forehead.

"I am fine amber" I said shooking her hand off.

Amber was my best friend since third grade. Her family had moved in from a big city to our small town. She was a small girl, almost my height, petite, with dark hair and dark eyes contrasting her pale skin.

"You still seem to have a bit of temperature." She looked worried now.

"I am fine. I think it's due to the climate. "I lied.

My body temperature was going berserk ever since I became a fire freak. I am experiencing a slight rise in my temperature every now and then. It seems that the fire inside me wants to burn along according to my temper. Given my very bad temper, I am sure am gonna burst into flames someday.

Amber turned her attention to some papers she was carrying. They had paintings on them. Amber's paintings. It was amber's childhood dream to be an artist. Just like mine was to be a singer.

There was something that I discovered about my fire power. Its intensity increases with my emotions. By that I mean that I could control it by controlling my current state of emotions. But the only catch there was that my emotions, like my temper were another thing beyond my control.