Phoenix

3. I Learn To Make Clothes

I find a sewing machine in the closet. I bring it down to my side of the room. I set it up and find some supplies to go with it with a box at the side for somewhere to put everything.

" What's the sewing machine doing down here?" Jake asks after I'm done.

"Im gonna have to start making new clothes."

"Why?"

"Cause I'm already tired of my sleeves falling off and im pretty sure stores don't have any flame retardant clothing for sale," I explain. " I'm gonna go buy some materials tomorrow. And I'm taking the day off school tomorrow. I don't think mom will care as long as I wear a hat."

He nods in approval and walks back over to his side.

"Im going to bed." He assures me as he walks into the bathroom to brush his teeth. I look at the time. 10:47.

" Yeah. I'm heading to bed soon too." I pick up a book and read for a bit before falling asleep.

I wake up in the morning. I look around the room. Nope. Not a dream. I have fire powers and forgot to eat dinner last night.

I get out of bed still in the clothes I wore in the day before and I go upstairs.

I pour a part class of milk because I don't think I will be able to actually drink it but still need to try.

I take a sip. It feels normal. Normal. Maybe I was dreaming. Maybe nothing happened. Maybe I don't have fire powers.

I make a fist and think about something that makes me mad with my eyes closed. I open my eyes and my hand is on fire. Nope. Fire powers.

Whatever. I still don't know how I'm supposed to shower. I pour milk and drink it on my way back downstairs. I look at the time. 10 02. I slept in.

I change my clothes and grab my wallet. I take my bike.

I go up to the craft store in our town. I haven't been in here any more than once just because I came in to get my sister's supplies when they didn't have time to.

"Welcome." A lady in a tight dress greets me on my way in. I wave. "Can I help you with anything, sir?"

"You got any fireproof material?" I ask.

"Yes actually. We have quite a selection of fireproof materials sorted from lightest to heaviest." She points near the back of the room

"Thanks." I walk over to where she had pointed and found a few materials I liked and I bought them.

I go home and made clothes. Going back halfway through the day for more materials.

I made only a single outfit in a few hours but I have it so when someone touches me they won't burn.

I make an outfit and pajamas during the day. I put the outfit on and it fits perfect.

I had looked up some clothing tutorials while making them so I wouldn't have to waste a bunch of money on materials that would just end up in the garbage.

I like making clothes. I'm glad I like it. Since every time I grow out of something I'm gonna have to make myself new stuff.

When my Jake gets home from work he sees me in my new outfit watching tv.

" You good at making clothes, dude." He remarks in approval.

I smile. "Thanks. I actually like it more then I thought I would."

I walk into the bathroom and look at myself with the outfit on. It looks good. I like it.

It has a pair of black boots with black jeans and a dark blood red tee shirt with a black cardigan for my arms. The cardigan has a collar flipped up for my neck. I made a hat that goes with it that's black and red tie-dye. I also made gloves that are black but the top half of the fingers fade into a dark blood red too. It has studs and spikes all over it. The outfit is a fake leather Except for the fake denim jeans.

It's something that I would wear anyway. My friends call me the goth kid of the group as anyone could tell. Because I am.

"Dinner." My mom calls from upstairs.

I run upstairs for dinner. I sit down at the table with my family.

"Why does Seth get to wear his hat but I couldn't wear my cowgirl hat at dinner?" Jessica complains to our parents.

My mom sighs. "Seth. Show your sister why you can't take the hat off."

I smile at them. My mom understands. Not something I thought would ever happen. I remove my hat to reveal my flame head. My sister's eyes go wide. I put the hat back on and laugh at her for being scared.

"I like your outfit, Seth. Did you buy it today?" My mom wonders like nothing happened.

"I made it today. My clothes kept burning up. So I made this out of flame retardant materials." I explain.

"That's my little man. Solving his problems like a man." My dad loudly announced.

After dinner, I go back down to my room and read a bit of a book until Jake comes down.

" You know what you can do yet?"

"What?"

"You have fire powers, right? Do You know what you're capable of yet? As in what you can do with your fire?"

"Oh. I don't know. I'll find out tomorrow."

"Ok. Well, I have the day off work if you want we could go to that old deserted shooting rage or something."

"Alright." I agree.