(I don't own Young Justice, just my OCs. I'm sorry if you think it's really short and a little random, I make the story up as I go along. Enjoy~)

(Alice's POV)

I felt calm, tired and almost care-free as I laid my head down in my folded arms. I just wanted to rest my eyes for a minute but one minute easily turned into ten. The brunette boy sitting next to my desk, Kevin, noticed me and tried to gently wake me without the teacher noticing.

"Hey, Alice, wake up, Alice!" he softly whispered, gently shaking me.

Quietly groaning, I moved…big mistake, I fell right out of my seat and I almost took the desk down with me! The class glanced back at me and roared with laughter when they realized that I was still asleep! It took the teacher ten more minutes just to wake me up by violently shaking me, yelling.

"Huh, what, why am I on the floor?" I asked, drowsy.

Sighing, he let go of me and stood up.

"Dude, you passed out" some boy said.

"Oh, heh, heh, right" I embarrassedly rubbed the back of my neck.

My name is Alice Thorne and I was about 15 years old at this time. I had brown hair, blue eyes, and something that made me different than normal teens. I liked to burn things and to make it better, I could generate flames with the power of my mind. My hands could light on fire but not hurt and if I tried hard enough, I could light my whole body on fire but be able to control it. Most of the time, I tried to hide my power but it was hard because everything and everyone just looked so…flammable. Also, when ever I was using my firepower, strips of red would appear in my long hair, my eyes would look like embers and my attitude would slightly change.

Later, I was walking home alone, almost paranoid as my hands grew warm. I waited until I knew someone was there so I could turn around. So far, there was nothing…until I felt someone grab my shoulder! I whirled around, red strips appearing in my hair and my eyes flashed a color that made them look like flames as I swung my burning hot fist into the person's face! But I deeply regretted it…it was a redhead from my class; I think his name was Wally. Anyway, he staggered back; hold his jaw as he yelped.

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry, I thought you were someone else!" I held my hands up as I changed back to look normal.

"Ow, heh, I always wanted a girl to hit on me, I didn't mean literally" he chuckled.

"Are you okay?" I asked, thinking I may have hit him way too hard.

"Think so, you're…Alice, right?"

"Yeah and you're Wally, so what?" I slightly tilted my head.

"I hear you tend to make things pretty hot" he said with a smile.

I blushed, frowned and stomped on his foot as he yelped in pain, "I'm not the type of girl that falls for any flirting boy" I growled, turning away.

"I wasn't flirting I meant…" he stepped in front of me.

"…you…can light thing of fire, right?" he asked.

"Any idiot can with a match or a lighter, dude" I just walked around him.

"Hey, wait" he grabbed my arm but I pulled it back and held him up by the front of his shirt.

"Touch me again and I'll show you the pyromaniac side in me" I threatened, narrowing my eyes and singed the small part of his shirt.

I released him and walked away as he took out his cell phone. He dialed a few numbers, waited for someone to pick up and just said "You were right, she is a fire starter".

(Talk about a little spit-fire XD this is JUST the first chapter so hate it, fave it, love it. Whatever, it'll still be here :3 see ya next time!)