"Today, I will be..." Charlie thought about this a moment. Then she finished. "Today I will be a pyromaniac." Charlie could never stick to one disorder. Almost everyday, she would act as something else. One day it might be OCD, the next she might have multiple personalities. You never could tell. Charlie (which was short for Charlotte) already loved fire, how hard could Pyromania be? She called up her friend Edward, who in fact, wasn't a vampire. He also worked at the all night diner she always ate at.
She jogged there, stopping to wonder how well the crunchy autumn leaves would burn. She thought of reaching into her bag and grabbing a match, but decided to instead throw the match in the grass. She didn't walk again until all that was left was glowing embers. Ha, this is fun! Maybe I'll stay Pyromanic for a few days. There always was an occasion when Charlie decided that having that disorder was fun and she stayed that way for a few days. In sixth grade, when she decided to be dyslexic, she stayed that way almost six months. Doctors had no idea why she did this, but somehow she always woke up with a new disorder.
She approached the diner, it was cold and windy. She couldn't wait to go inside and order some coffee. Infinity Diner, open all the time!,read a swirly sign. If I still was Dyslexic, I wouldn't be able to read that, Charlie observed. She hurried inside. It was going to rain soon. She could smell it. Rain is bad for fires. It puts them out. Today was not a good to day to be a pyromaniac. She walked inside of Infinity Diner. Maybe it was a good day after all...
Candles illuminated the diner. There were two candles on each table. Charlie looked around and smiled. She sat down at the counter. A man walked over. This was Edward.
"And what do you have today?" He asked slyly.
"Pyromania." Charlie said with a dumb-looking smile. Edward frowned. Charlie's smile widened. This was fun. Charlie looked out the window. The first few raindrops of a storm were falling. Charlie was starting to twitch. All this fire. Nothing to do with it. Needed to help it grow. Charlie got up before she ordered and went to the bowling alley next door. The sound of talking and balls exploding into bowling pins hit Charlie's ears like the Japan tsunami. Completely washing away most thoughts. Except for one. She walked up to the fat lady behind the desk. The smell of Gardenias entered her nose.
"Do you have any fabric I could use? Except for Polyester, I hate that stuff." Charlie twirled hair through her fingers. The lady behind the desk looked at Charlie like she was crazy, which of course, she was.
"No." The lady said, her voice like the buzz of a mosquito. Charlie pursed her lips, then thought about it. Then the lights flickered and went out entirely. Charlie calmly walked through the screaming people and back to the all night diner.
"Tuna fish and coffee." Charlie ordered. Edward gave a short nod and went to the kitchen. Big mistake. Within minutes, they were standing outside, watching the flickering fire and listening to the steam as the rain fell onto it. Charlie had the biggest smile on her face, but Edward was on his knees, almost weeping.
"There goes my job." He called into the flames.
"Your welcome." Charlie said, skipping off.