(Nine)

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When I got to the bus stop, I sort of calmed down, but my necklace was aglow still and my eyes still purple. I sat on the bench and tried to calm down a bit more so I wouldn't ser off fire bolts. The bus pulled up and I was the first to get on before all the others on my street. I walked quickly to the back to see someone in mine, Owen's and Luna's seat. "Uh..can I have that seat?" The girl sitting in the seat turned to me and said, "Ummm...no." "...Excuse me?" I asked her, my necklace still aglow. "I said no. I have this seat. Fair and square. Find your-" My eyes were glowing purple and my hands were clenching and unclenching, "Wanna run that by me again?" The girl smiled nervously, "n-no. Sorry, this seat is yours." She laughed nervously and scooted out of there mighty quick before rushing away for another.

I took my seat, sat my backpack on the floor and put my headphones on, leaning my head on the window. The bus took off again and stopped on the next street. Owen and Luna's street. As soon as we stopped, I saw Owen and Luna race onto the bus at hyperspeed, a literal blur..nobody but me saw them. " You ok?" Owen and Luna asked me at about the same time. Owen put her hand on my shoulder.

I shook my head and explained to them in a quiet voice about what happened this morning. Owen nodded with a knowing look in her eyes while Luna looked at me with a sad look in her eyes. Then she said, "...Rei?" I looked at her. "she held up her phone, on it was my video. She subscribed and had a notification on and everything. She was a fellow Fire Gem. "...Is this...you?" She asked me. Something told me that she already knew the answer. I looked down and nodded. She smiled gently, " I had a feeling. I loved your...song by the way...' Let the Ashes burn'...it was beautiful." I stared at her and smiled, that legit made my day turn brighter, "Really...thank you. It's appreciated." Luna beamed. A genuine toothy smile. Owen stared at me and smiled also.

Guess this Monday is starting to look up, up, up

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