There was a day, a long time ago, that Blake would have gone up to the new girl in class and welcomed her with open arms. But he is different than he was 9 months ago. Before that night. Before his whole life changed.
I'm was the new girl. Again. My.....condition requires us to move around a lot, and having no friends is just part of my everyday life. It would just be too dangerous for them. Now don't get me wrong, I would love to have a best friend to laugh and do nothing with....but, here we are. This time, we begin anew in Albany, Oregon. It's a little town 10 minutes away from a large college town and community and its here we try to create an identity that looks completely average. I have a confession though.
We are anything but.
It's the first day of my new school and I know the routine. Go to the office. Receive my schedule. Stumble around with my head down trying to memorize yet another set of white, peeling corridors. And for the love of all things good and holy, try not to draw attention to myself.
I mange to find my locker and my first period class without too much trouble (I only got lost 4 times, a new record with me) and head in to face a new group of naive people, completely unaware that their very life could be in danger.
Blake is slouching in his desk ready for the school day to be over already. People begin to trickle in. Girls with their coffee and gossip. Stoners and the scent of unwashed bodies. The same people every day, going in and out of Blake's vision. Thoroughly uninterested with the majority of Ridgewood's junior class, Blake goes to pull out his phone, when he sees her.
Blake blinks. He must be going crazy. He rubs his eyes and looks again. It is her. He wouldn't forget that face, that hair, those eyes. He couldn't forget and would remember for the rest of his life. How could he forget? Those features belonged to that...thing...that cornered him one dark night 9 months ago. A thing that blazed to life with blinding light and threw pulsing spheres of....something!
Blake had tried to remember. It - her-that thing, had thrown something that was thicker than air and almost metallic. The only thing Blake knew about her-it- is that she is the reason people thought he went crazy. The reason he has to pretend every minute of every day that he is "normal again". She's the reason he wakes up every night drenched in sweat and shaking.
She's the reason he lives in terror, and now, she's at his school.
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Fire and Flame
Teen FictionBlake thought he was going crazy and so did everybody else, 9 months ago, when a girl (if you can call her that) seemed to be consumed by a harsh, bright fire and starts to control it! Blake doesn't remember much about that night, he doesn't WANT to...
