Clarissa weaved in and out of traffic, easily avoiding obstacles. This certainly wasn't the first time she had been on a motorcycle. Her mind wasn't even on the road, it was on her sister. The two shared many fond memories, and many not-so fond ones as well. Clarissa smiled. No matter what happened, they always had each other. Nothing could change that. Nothing.

The memories, combined with the wind blowing at her through her clothes, calmed her down enough to realize that she was hungry. Slowing the motorcycle enough for her to read the signs she was passing, Clarissa scanned the names of fast food places.

When she saw the sign for Chick-Fil-A, she merged into the right hand lane, almost cutting off a car. She smirked as the driver was forced to slam on his brakes to avoid collision.

Turning into the parking lot, Clarissa parked the motorcycle. Dismounting, she turned and went inside.

Alyssa studied the man on the bed. He'd fallen back asleep not long after he'd awaken. Sitting back in her chair, which was next to the bed, she let her eyes rove over his features. Golden brown hair and eyes. High, strong cheekbones. Her eyes fell on the scar the ran across his brow. She frowned. How had he gotten it?

Alyssa huffed at herself. What did she care? She was only here to baby-sit him to make sure he didn't burn down the mansion! It was bad enough that she was being forced to stay in the room with him, but she didn't need to go wondering about his past. That only led to wanting to get closer.

What about a boyfriend? His voice filled her head. Alyssa sighed. No, a boyfriend was the last thing she needed right now. Especially after what had happened to the last one.

She sighed, mentally shaking herself, and sat back in her chair.

Clarissa walked into Chick-Fil-A already knowing what she wanted. Looking at the line, though, she mentally growled. She counted fifteen people, all of which were taking up one line, and six in the other.

Really? Clarissa thought. You'd think more people would know how to cook their own food!

She decided to go, of course, in the shortest line. Even then it was a good fifteen minutes before it was her turn. Just as she was about to step up to the counter, though, a man stepped right in front of her.

Clarissa's jaw dropped. Had she just been- Oh Hell No!

Laying her hand on the man's shoulder - who was a good foot and a half taller then her- she spun him around. " Excuse me, but what do you think you're doing?"

The man stared at her. Then he grinned, which only served to piss Clarissa off more. " I think that I'm about to order my food. "

Clarissa glared at him. " I can see that, but I was there first. "

The man smirked. " Look, Toots, I'm in a huge hurry, so if you could just wait a few minutes, you can have your turn. "

The man turned back around and started talking to the cashier. Clarissa fumed. Toots? TOOTS!

The guy's cell phone rang. Clarissa narrowed her eyes. She knew that her powers were hard for her to control, but at this moment in time she didn't even think about it.

Just as the man was reaching for his phone, and his food tray at the same time, the battery shorted out. The electric shock went through him, causing him to lose his grip on his tray, sending fast food over everyone.

Clarissa was so surprised that she'd actually done what she wanted with her powers that she forgot about the food. Turning toward the door, and ran outside and to the bike. Straddling the vehicle, she sped out of the parking lot.

She couldn't wait to tell Logan and Alyssa.

Yes, I know it's uber short! I'm sorry, guys. This one was just to show Alyssa beginning to think about Pyro, even though she just met him, and Clarissa, well, exploding a guy's phone We PROMISE that the future chapters will be longer and better.

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