Chapter 7: Meeting in The Middle

Samara's POV

"Yeah, that's uh, interesting…!" I said to the excited brunette on the other end.

"Sam, are you even listening?" she asked. I could just see her annoyed face in my head.

"Yes I am, but I need to go do something. Talk to you later!" I quickly hung up and turned around.

"Oh god…" I said as I surveyed the scene in front of me.

A trail of fire from my room to the bathroom was lit up on the hallway's carpeted floor. I tried patting it to put it out, but it only grew larger. Under all the stress, I couldn't control my powers enough to try to put it out that way. Although I don't think my powers work that like that anyways.

I ran to the sink to get some water. Smoke was coming up and was sure to get to the fire alarms soon (we had a tall ceiling). I filled a small bowl in the bathroom up with water from the sink and dumped it onto the fire. It sizzled as that part of it distinguished. But there was still the trail of fire, slowly creeping towards my bedroom.

I filled the bowl again and tried to stop the fire in its path by dousing the carpet in front of my room. Now that stopped it from going into my room. Then I filled it up again and again, trying to put out the rest.

Half way into the process, the freaking fire alarms went off. I sighed. Great. Now not only was I trying to put out a fire, but there was annoying high pitched ring echoing through the house. Just fabulous.

I started to splash water on the flames even faster, the alarm getting really annoying. Five minutes later, the fire was out, and the alarms had finally stopped.

I inspected the brown trail from the bathroom to my bedroom where the flames had traveled before going to lie down on my bed to think. I wasn't sure how I was going to explain this to my Mom and Dad when they get home. I can just imagine the conversation…

"What's this?" My mom would ask. "Is the carpet burnt?" She looks at me. "Was there a fire?"

"Oh, don't worry Mom," I'd say nonchalantly. "It was just my magical powers on the fritz again. No biggie."

Yeah, like that would fly.

Really, it was an accident. It's not like I tried or anything! I had spilt some V8 on my new top- a tragedy indeed- while talking to Aubree on the phone, and went to the bathroom to wash it off. But when I looked behind me, lo and behold, there was the path of fire I had created.

I got off my bed and smoothed down the creases on the comforter. I can't STAND messy things, especially in my room.

I walked down the steps and out the door of my house with my purse and walked towards my car. I really needed to get out of the house.

I hopped into the cherry red convertible and started the engine, driving fast down the long driveway. After turning onto the main road, I drove until I hit Main Street. I turned onto Aubree's road and into her driveway. I could get to both her and Kat's houses in my sleep; I knew the routes so well. I can't even count how many times I've gone down the familiar roads.

I stepped out and kicked the car door shut before running up to her house. I opened the door- we've been friends since first grade, her parents are almost my family too, so they wouldn't mind if I didn't knock- and ran downstairs to her room.

"Hey- WOAH," I stepped back after opening the door. Then I sighed.

There was Aubree, lying upside down on her bed, drinking water from mid-air. I gave her a "What gives?!" look. She shrugged and rolled onto her stomach and then hopped off the bed.

"You know," I said as I walked in and closed the door behind me. "If you're going to do that, you could at least lock the door."

"Sorry," she said sincerely. I looked at the floating orb of water behind her.

"Are you going to do something about that?" I asked her. She turned.

"Oh yeah!" With a quick flick of her wrist, the water was back in her cup. She turned back towards me. "So, why are you here?"

"Well, I had a little accident and-"

"Sam!" she said, scolding me. "You need to be more careful!"

"I know that," I said as I rolled my eyes. "Besides, you should probably be taking your own advice." I raised my eyebrows knowingly. She sighed.

"Aright, whatever." She sat criss-crossed on her bed as she continued to talk. "So, what happened?"

"Let's just say I didn't want to be anywhere near home when my parents get there."

"That bad?"

"Yes," I sighed.

"So why didn't you go see Kat? She lives closer to you."

"Well," I said. "I figured if you were trying to talk to me about your underwater capabilities instead of Kat, then she wasn't at her phone, or was busy doing something." If you have to count on someone having their phone by them, Kat is the one to call. "So I came here."

"That makes sense." She knows Kat just as much as me, even though I've been friends with Katrina a lot longer than she has. Aubree's face suddenly lit up. "Oh my gosh, guess what I just did?!" she said excitedly.

"Let me guess… you did something absolutely hilarious to Maya that involved using your powers?" We all know each other so well.

"Yes," she said with a giggle. After explaining what she did, with a full description how horrendous Maya's hair looked, I was laughing too.

"The best part was she didn't even know it was me!" She was laughing her head off.

"At least your powers actually come in handy for something," I said regretfully. "All I can do is accidentally set something on fire. And it's so hard to control!" I sighed. "It seems as if you and Kat both have yours sorted out."

"Not at all!" she said. "Earlier today I accidentally exploded some water in the sink upstairs while watching TV because I got too excited." She patted my shoulder. "We have no more control than you do. And besides, your power definitely could come in handy!"

"How?"

"Well… you could…" She thought about it. "You could pop popcorn in seconds! Like what they did in H2O!"

"Oh yeah!" I said with faked enthusiasm. "If I want to burn them all to a crisp!" I rolled my eyes.

"We'll get control of our powers eventually." She opened the door. "Although we still need to find out why we were given them."

"Maybe there isn't a real reason." I suggested. "Maybe I just wished for something different and this is what whatever is controlling this thing came up with!"

"Oh, so now you believe in shooting stars?" she asked playfully.

"Well, under the circumstances, it would be hard to say I don't." She opened the fridge and the cool air hit my skin. Except it didn't feel cold.

"Hm," I said as I opened the freezer. I touched an ice cube, but it just melted. I pulled my hand away. After looking at it and thinking, I stuck it in the ice bin. All the ice around it melted, as if my skin was hot. Aubree was watching me.

"Wow, that's pretty cool," she said. "Hey, you could wear shorts in the winter!" I sighed. It seemed like she was only seeing the positive in this.

"Aubree, how come you only see what's good about this?" I asked her. "Especially when there's so much bad?"

"Like what?" she asked.

"Like…" I thought. "If anyone found out, we could be studied."

"Or become famous," she said. "Then I could marry Harry Styles!" I smacked my forehead.

"Well, think about this," I said. "If magic really does exist, which it probably does, since we have these powers, what if other magic, bad magic, comes after us?"

"This isn't Charmed, Sam!" she said. "All this is, is three girls with three different powers! Stop being so… depressing."

"I just can't help it! There are so many negatives to this!"

"Alright then," she said as she finally decided what she wanted to eat and grabbed a yogurt cup. "You can be negative and I can positive and we'll meet in the middle." She stuck a spoon in the vanilla cream and walked to the living room. I sighed before following her.

"I mean, you can't tell me you don't enjoy having powwwwww- hey, Maya!" Her facial expression changed in a millisecond.

"What were you guys talking about?" she asked us as she was combing her hair. It was frizzy as hell. I couldn't help but giggle. She shot me a glare.

"Oh, nothing important," she said. "Nothing at all. We are just the same old people. Two friends. Talking about totally normal things." Now it was my turn to give her a look.

"O-kay," said Maya as she rolled her eyes and walked back into her bedroom. "Freaks…" I heard her mumble. I turned back to Aubree.

"Are you an idiot?!" I hissed as I punched her shoulder.

"Ow," she complained as she scooped up some yogurt and stuck it in her mouth. "What was that for?"

"Come on Aubree, you're supposed to be the actress of the group!" It's true. She's performed plays at the local Theatre ever since she was seven or something. I would have expected this kind of rambling from Kat, a terrible liar, not from Aubree.

"Sorry!" she said. "I panicked!"

I sighed. "I know."

"But, I was thinking… do you think we should… tell someone?" she asked.

"Like who?"

"I don't know, our parents or someone! We should have someone to help look out for us, cover for us."

"We can cover for each other. No one else can know about this." She giggled. "What?" I asked.

"It's like from H2O," she laughed. "It seems as if we're having the same exact conversation that they did!" I rolled my eyes.

"I'm being serious!"

"That's new," she mumbled. I punched her again.

"I mean," she said, explaining as she rubbed her shoulder. "I thought you would be the one to be using your powers recklessly."

"Why would you think that?" I asked. She shrugged.

"Call it a wild guess," she said as she walked to the kitchen to throw away her yogurt cup. "Either that or I've known you basically all my life."

I sighed. "You know what? I absolutely LOVE my powers, it's just that there are so many things I don't get." I frowned. "I mean, what you said before, about winter, you were right. I won't have to wear winter clothes… but how is that going to look to people? They would know something is up. I won't even be able to touch snow without it melting!"

"By then we will probably have our powers under control," she said. "I mean, seriously, we've had our powers for not even an entire day!"

"You're right," I sighed. Then I punched her again.

"Hey! What was that for?!"

"That was me hurting you in advance for anything stupid you're going to do." I gave her a knowing look and she rolled her eyes. I saw Maya walk into the kitchen- her hair a bit less horrendous- as she grabbed a few Twizzlers from a cabinet near the floor and went to the living room.

"Hey, maybe we should call Kat," said Aubree. "Then we can tell her about our..." She looked over into the living room. "Developments." She looked at me knowingly.

"Sure," I said. We walked downstairs and I grabbed my cell phone from inside my purse. I slid the screen across to see my list of Favorite Contacts, and tapped Kat's face. I put it on speaker phone as it rang, but it went right to voicemail.

"Hey Kat," I said. "This is Sam. I'm at Aubree's house, and we really need to talk to you. Call us back when you can. Bye." I hung up.

"What do you think she's doing?" she asked. "Her phone is almost always on her." I shrugged.

"I don't know." I tossed my phone back in my purse after looking at the time. "Maybe she got in trouble for something?"

"Well I hope she's okay," she said as we walked back upstairs.

Katrina's POV

I thrust the wooden pole forward, hitting the white ball as it rolled into a green ball, which rolled into a hole in the side of the pool table.

"Yes!" I said as I did a fist pump in the air. I looked over at James. "Another point for me!" I said gleefully.

"You're a natural at this," he said with a grin. I blushed.

"Why thank you!" I waited as he took his turn. He expertly hit the white ball into the purple ball, which bounced over a blue one and hit into both a yellow and red ball. They both slid into opposite holes.

"And you're calling me the natural," I said as I raised my eyebrows. He shrugged.

"I've played this once or twice." I leaned forward, about to hit the white ball, before I looked up and saw him staring at me.

"What?" I asked him.

He was smiling. "Nothing, nothing." I rolled my eyes playfully before focusing on the ball in front of me. I stood back up after a while though. I couldn't seem to find a way to make it hit something.

"Here," he said as he walked over and wrapped his arms around me from behind. I blushed as he slid his hands down to meet mine. "You could try for that one," he whispered in my ear as he indicated towards a ball quite a distance away from the white one. I was blushing like crazy by now.

"I guess I could," I said softly. "Or I could go for that one." I pointed towards another ball before turning towards him, my face an inch from his. "What do you think?"

He smiled, and started to lean in. My heart was racing as our lips were about to meet…

"One mushroom swiss with fries and a coke?" called out a voice from behind me. I pulled away from him, my cheeks burning red.

"That's me," I said with a small laugh. He let go of me so I could go get my order.

On the way there my mind was racing. I had almost just kissed a guy. This would be my first real kiss. If only that order for food hadn't come in at that moment…

After handing the bar tender a 20, I grabbed the plate and walked back to the pool table, where James was waiting. I set down the food on a nearby table for two and came back to play. "I'm not that hungry," I said to him. I leaned over and struck the ball, almost getting it into the hole, but just missing it. I sighed, and then turned to Lames.

"You know I was doing much better when you were helping me," I said innocently. He rolled his eyes, obviously knowing what I wanted, before walking up to me, grabbing my chin and kissing me.

It was one of the most amazing things I had ever experience. His lips against mine… it felt like there were sparks between us. As far as I knew, there could have been, given that I had my power.

I wrapped my arms around his head and pulled him closer. He seemed to smile as he crushed his lips against mine. He started walking towards the back as we kissed, and I followed.

We got into the girls bathroom as he grabbed my hips and hoisted me onto the counter of sinks. I wrapped my legs around his waist and pressed myself against him. My mind was racing the entire time, and I had some déjà vu, but completely ignored it.

He set his hand on my bare knee and slid it up to my shorts. His skin on mine was overwhelmingly amazing.

Finally remembering where I had seen this from before, an idea popped up into my head. I pulled away from him and, copying what Aria had done in Pretty Little Liars, looked at his lips with a grin before kissing him again. He avoided the kiss, and I giggled slightly. Then he leaned forward, kissing me passionately.

This was officially the greatest day of my life.

(A/N: Muahahaha I had fun writing this chapter ;) My fantasies about kissing Mr. Fitz totally helped! By the way thanks to Megan for the name James; I couldn't think of one! I'm terrible at coming up with names for boys LOL! I also decided that I will be doing chapters with more than one POV per chapter, so that they will be longer. This ALSO means that it will take longer to get chapters up, so please bear with me. I also wanted to say thanks to mochimochimochi32 for reviewing and for the advice! But I will still probably have the next chapter up within the next week tee-hee ;) I'm so naughty! Well, I'm going to go write the next chapter, so please review! I love reading what my readers have to say about my stories!)