Chapter 1
I rolled over in bed and rubbed the sleep from my eyes. It was another boring day in my boring life.
I sighed as I sat up and slung my legs over the edge of my bed. I hadn't had an interesting day since the day I saw that guy wielding fire. I don't mean like, him twirling a baton of fire, I mean this kid had fire coming out of his hands. It was crazy.
As I schlepped to my dresser to pull out clothes for the day, I realized that I'd left an entire load of laundry in the washer overnight. I groaned and scrunched my nose in anticipation for the smell of musty, mildewy clothes.
I hated doing laundry, but what I hated more was forgetting that I was doing laundry.
I was restarting the washer when I heard something hit the roof. At first I thought nothing of it, but then I heard another, heavier bump and my heart started racing.
I rushed down the stairs, stopping by the kitchen to grab a steak knife in case I needed to defend myself, and then rushed outside.
I gazed up at the roof and there he was, the fire-wielding mystery guy.
I was almost too distracted by him to notice that he was fighting some monster with horns. As soon as I saw it, though, I flipped out.
It was a royal blue color and, in the simplest terms, looked like a bull. It was truly terrifying. So much so that I shrieked at the sight of it.
As soon as I made noise (how stupid can I get?) the monster turned and glowered at me, studying me carefully through squinted eyes.
Apparently I served as a pretty good distraction because the fire-wielding dude threw flaming balls of fire (what a redundant thing for me to say) at the beast, causing it to disintegrate before our eyes.
He jumped from the roof-it was a one story house-and landed on the balls of his feet. He extended his hand to me and I gazed at it, unsure whether or not to trust him not to accidentally burn me.
"It's okay, nothing's gonna hurt you," he said smiling. I blushed and took his hand. "I'm Leo, Leo Valdez." He grinned. I smiled back.
"I'm Amanda, Amanda Sommers."