Since the original thread is frozen!! (darn computer!) I'l have this as the temporary thread! I'll post the prologue and chapters 1-3 and tell me what you think! Sorry for the very unfortunate event! lol
Prologue
I had a power so dangerous, powerful, amazing and frightening power known to man-kind. My power could change the world. But nobody know about it. If anyone knew about it...If anyone knew about it, it could be used as a weapon...I could be used as a weapon! Because of the power that cursed me, my mother was dead, I had no friends, I was home-schooled, and I basically couldn't live in the real world. Instead I had to live in a fake world, I had to believe was real! I am the FIRE-STARTER!!
Chapter 1
I put my hoodie on, carefully, trying not to mess up my hair. My short, auburn hair. I had been letting it grow, but it didn't seem to want to. Grace was my name. Although I wasn't too graceful. Usually I'd trip over everything, when I wasn't setting things on fire. That's my power...pyrokenisis. All I had to do was think about fires and something would burn up. one time it was my arm, another time it was my pillow, other times, it was a nearby object.
"Grace." My dad called from the kitchen. I quickly pulled my hair out from beneath my hoodie and ran to my father's beckoning. "Yes Daddy?" I asked. Most other children would have said: "What?" very rudely. But I was raised differently. I was raised to believe that my secret would get out if I was rude. "Please take out the trash." Dad said, gesturing to the overflowing trashbin. With banana peels and other disgusting things on top. With a disgusted expression obscurring my face, I knotted up the trashbag. I heaved the trashbag out of the trashbin, praying it wouldn't break. I took it outside and sat it on the sidewalk.
Exactly at that moment a limo passed. All the windows tinted, hiding what they people were doing inside. The last window was opened, revealing a boy with nearly black long hair. At the sight of me his frown became a smile. As fast as he came, he was gone!
Chapter 2
I turned away from the sidewalk, and walked back towards my house. Wishing for some reason to have him come back so I could get his name. I opened the screen door and went inside. I went straight to the kitchen to tell my dad that the trash was out and so I could get a juice pouch.
Suddenly, as soon as I pushed the straw through the hole, the doorbell rang. "I'll get it." I said. I went to the door. Before I opened it, I took a drink of my juice. I opened the door. There he was...the boy I had seen in the limo. This time he was with three other boys and two adults I suspected to be his parents.
"How may I help you?" I asked, politely. "Well, our limo's tires mysteriously melted onto the pavement. And we can't make our flight." The older man explained. "Okay hold on a second." I said. I closed the door. I ran into the kitchen and looked at my dad. "Daddy, I did a bad thing." I said. "What'd you do?" Dad asked, with a worried expression on his face. "I think I may have melted a limo's tires to the street and now they can't make their flight." I said. Dad wiped his hands with a dishtowel and walked to the door. I was trailing behind. Dad opened the door. "My daughter told me what happened. Please come in and we'll sort this out." Dad said. They all came in.
The four boys, had no where to sit so they stood. "So...how're you guy?" I asked the boys. "We're good." One with curly hair said. "I"m Grace by the way." I said. I shook all the boy's hands. "I'm Joe, that's Nick, that's Kevin and there's Frankie. But nobody cares about him." the one who I had my eyes on said. "How are you Frankie?" I asked. "So does your name decribe you?" Joe asked. "Not really. I'm usually tripping over things and doing other crazy things." I said. "Hey Joe, she's kinda like Danger in Chick form." Nick said. "Sweet!" Joe said. "Hey you're pretty." Frankie said. "Thank you." I said. "Joe you should totally date her!" Frankie added. I blushed, Joe was the one I liked. "No way Frank. I'm not gonna' take dating advice from a 7 year old." Joe said. "What about the other four girls Frankie hooked you up with?" I asked, jokingly. The guys all giggled. Except Joe.
Chapter 3
"So could we stay the night. I don't think the guys would like to walk home this late at night." Joe's mom...Mrs. Jonas asked. "Sure. We have two guest rooms upstairs." Dad said. It was 10:00 at night and nobody could get the limo's tires off of the pavement. "Grace, show the boys their rooms upstairs." Dad said. "Okay." I said. I threw my juice pouch in the trashbin. The boys all followed me to the staircase. I started walking up. Joe went ahead of Kevin. Joe was now behind me. We got to the landing and we started walking down the hallway to their room.
"This is where your parents will be staying." I said, gesturing toward a room with pale green walls and a kind sized, pale green bed. "This is your room." I said, gesturing toward a room with one twin-sized bed. "I call the bed!" Frankie said. "I have some sleeping bags." I said, looking at Joe, Nick and Kevin's expressions. They followed me my bedroom and I went to the closet as the guys inspected my room. They were looking at the print out's from google I had on my walls, all about pyrokenisis.
I took out three black sleeping bags. I tossed one to all three of the guys. "What's this about?" Joe asked, gesturing toward a print-out above my nightstand. "Oh...it's about this thing called pyrokenisis. It's really dangerous." I said. "What is it?" Joe asked. "It's when someone can start a fire just thinking about it." I answered. "Sounds pretty far-fetched." Nick said. "uh...yeah." I said. "It sounds dangerous." Kevin said. "It is." I said, reminising all the times I set something on fire.
*flashback*
"Wildfires throughout California forests. Source unknown." Grace and her father had just got back from a restraunt. "Wow. Wildfire." Grace said. Her father glared at Grace. "I didn't do it...at least I don't think I did." Grace said. She had gone for a walk in the woods the previous day after her neighbor, Bryan Johnson cut off her pigtails. Maybe Grace had done it.
*End of Flashback*
The guys took their sleeping bags to their room and spread them all over the room. I rolled my eyes and closed the closet door.
Okay there's that! Comments are much appreciated!!
