The Hue Heroes

5

Rosalie marched her way towards a tall flight of stairs, staring down at her student map. Her red flaming hair hovered around her as she muttered to herself.
"How big is this place? How is anyone supposed to get anywhere on time.." Rosalie's train of thought was quickly interrupted when she hit the stairs, falling forward and catching herself with her hands. She could hear a group of students laughing behind her, and she quickly turned, fire erupting through her palms. The students quickly ran off, frightened and confused. Rosalie smirked, stood up, and brushed herself off.
"There is no way in hell I'm about to climb up those stairs." Rosalie placed her hands on her hips, searching for another option. She spotted an elevator.
Perfect.
She marched up to it confidently, but quickly found it required a passcode. She skimmed the halls with her eyes, searching for any students still scampering to class.
"You." Rosalie extended her arm, pointing at a young girl with honey blonde hair. The two shared an awkwardly long stare off before the blonde girl finally approached Rosalie.
"How-" The girl cut Rosalie off before she could finish.
"You can't use that elevator. It's only for people who physically can't use the stairs." The girl smirked, and then began to walk off, but was quickly startled by the sound of Rosalie pulling open the elevator doors with sheer force.
"Thanks for nothing blondie." Rosalie winked before disappearing into the elevator- the doors slamming shut again.
The blonde girl stood bewildered, unable to move.
There were only two floor options in the elevator, so Rosalie naturally chose the top one, leaning up against the wall. She planned to find a student who was physically strong, fiery, and didn't run off just from the site of her powers. She was confident she'd find a new member before anyone else.
The elevator doors opened, to reveal an empty hallway. Rosalie stepped out, the doors closing behind her in time with the bell.
She glanced down at her schedule, memorizing the room number. 42B.
Rosalie ran towards her class, glancing at each room number she passed. When she finally reached it, she swung the door open and stepped in proudly. "I've arrived!" She yelled.
Rosalie waited for a reaction, but got none. Instead she found students chattering, some sitting on their desks.
Annoyed, Rosalie stomped towards an empty seat, catching the attention of a boy with jet black hair. He hopped off of his desk, and sat on top of Rosalie's.
"You must be new, nice hair." He flashed a smile, awaiting a response.
Rosalie said nothing, eyeing the boy.
"Cat got your tongue, cutie?" The boy raised a brow.
With that word, flames shot up around Rosalie's entire body, somehow not catching anything fire, as she glared at him intensely.
The boy fell backwards off the desk, and the entire class fell silent.
Rosalie quickly dispersed her flames, only to find a teacher with her jaw dropped staring straight at her.
"Mi..miss...you're going to need to leave. Now."