Disclaimer and all that stuff is in the first chapter.
Warning for this chapter, fire, lots of it.
Chapter 2: Antonio's Bad Day.
They stayed quiet for a moment.
And then there was a knock at the door.
Earlier that day.
Antonio had been having a relatively normal day. Key word: had.
He had gotten sent home from school a bit early since he had been feeling a bit under the weather. A quick temperature check by the nurse had quickly told him that yes, he had a reason not to feel so well, since he had a fever.
Of course, it couldn't just be a normal fever.
As the day progressed, his temperature rose, until at some point he felt as though if someone were to pour water on him, it would evaporate almost immediately.
It made even less sense when the first flicker of a flame appeared, dancing across the back of his hand.
He stared at the flames for a short while before his brain caught up to his eyes. He panicked, shooting off his bed as he realized that the flames had started to spread.
He did the first thing that came to mind. Try to put it out with the blanket.
Here's a tip, don't try to put a fire out with something flammable.
As the fire spread, he realized that he wasn't helping much, so he ran out of the house and called emergency services.
And then it started raining.
No one noticed as little poofs of steam came off of Antonio's skin, they were all too preoccupied with the now raging fire.
Antonio noticed though.
And so he ran to the nearest place he could think might be able to house him for the time needed to repair the house, to the place where he thought they might be able to help him figure out what was going on.
He ran to the Vargas house.
And he knocked on the door.
Hello! This is not how I originally thought this chapter would go, but oh well. I thought that it went okay anyways.