Thunderbirds Are Go One Shots

Romantic Sparks = Actual Fire

I've decided to write this one in 1st Person. Why? Because I feel like it. Hope you still enjoy. This is set in high school, and Brains and Moffie are both in Year 9 (for those of you not familiar with school in the UK, that means they're aged 13-14.)
Brains POV:
It was the last lesson of the day and I was super excited. Why? Because we had Chemistry. After Physics, this was my favourite class. Everyone else, however, didn't share my enthusiasm. I didn't understand. What isn't to love about Chemistry? Sure, the teacher had an off-putting habit of treating the stapler like a human being, but she's perfectly harmless. (A/N: My actual biology teacher lol) However, as soon as we stepped inside the class, my spirits defleated. We were being placed in groups to do an experiment. Don't get me wrong, I love doing experiments, it's just the whole GROUP concept that put me off. I prefered the company of robots to that of humans. I didn't exactly have the best group either. There were 5 of us in the group, and 3 had already decided that it would be more fun to throw mouldy strawberries at people than actually do something useful (A/N: Again, some of my classmates actually did this.) That left me to work with the one person in the group who was actually concentrating. Fortunately, that person was my best friend Moffie. We'd met a few years ago when we were both chosen to take part in a science competition and since then we'd been inseparable. We were often found outside the science labs, checking the latest scientific advancements on our phones. Moffie's dream was to create a Supreme Hadron Collider and I promised to help her as much as I could if I became an engineer. I did have a slight crush on her. Just don't tell anyone. I sat down, said hi to Moffie and peered at piece of paper that told us what we had to do. We were doing an experiment where we had to try to purify filthy water as best we could and I thought that this would be a useful skill if we ever got lost in a desert. (Moffie pointed out that the only "desert" I'd ever get lost in would be the Science supplies cupboard. I ignored her.) Anyway, about half way through the experiment I had just lit the Bunsen Burner (Seriously, how are we still using those? It's 2040!) (A/N I just thought of a random year) when Moffie made some joke. I laughed and glanced over at her and ended up just staring at how her crystal blue eyes lit up when she talked sbout something she enjoyed.....
"Um... Hiram? The curtain behind you's on fire!"
"O-Oh d-dear!"

So, what did you think? It's a bit different from my usual writing style and I know it's really crap. Please comment and let me know if you think I should do more oneshots in 1st person and obviously requests are open! Thanks!