Chapter one: What's wrong with me?
Warren Peace smiled as he hung up his apron, another long shift at The Paper Lantern had finally ended and he was looking forward to spending a quiet night at home.
"Bye Mrs Li!" Warren called out from the door as he waved slightly. Mrs Li smiled and said something in Chinese that Warren didn't understand. He pushed open the door and stepped outside. A cool breeze blew through the air and Warren drew his long black coat tighter around his body. Ordinarily, he would simply have used his powers to ignite his hands, and allow the warmth to spread through him, but tonight, the memory of Principal powers' lecture on hiding your powers was still fresh in his mind. He smiled in spite of himself.
Although Warren would never admit it to his new friends, he was enjoying his schoolwork more and more. Since meeting Will Stronghold, Warren had realised that he didn't have to be Barron Battle's son. The grin on his face spread even wider as he thought of another thing that he could never tell his friends. For the first time in his seventeen years of existence, he was happy. Genuinely happy. No longer did he feel like he had the weight of the world on his shoulders. As much as it shamed Warren to admit it, he had been wrong all of these years, he really did need friends and right now, he had the best group of friends he could imagine. Ethan and Zach, Layla and Maj, and of course, Will.
"It always comes back to Will." Warren muttered quietly to himself, while shaking his head.
"There it goes" he thought "you were living a normal, predictable life for almost a minute there and then you thought of him again and spoiled it all."
Recently, Warren had found himself thinking about Will a lot and he didn't know why. Will was his best friend, someone who was closer to him than anyone in the world, even his mother. But that still didn't explain the way Warren felt. He smiled slightly as he remembered the first time he met Will, even then, when he was so angry, when he wanted to roast him alive, he still felt a stab of excitement when he spoke to Will. A small flame darted out of Warrens palm as he thought about Will's face, his soft smile, and the way his hair fell into his eyes. He sighed loudly as the flame went out.
"What the fuck!" Warren yelled, startling the people walking close to him on the street. He slapped his forehead with his palm. Warren walked a little faster now, determined to get Will Stronghold out of his head.
Authors Note: Aww Warren, don't go all emo on me. He's just confused.
Chapter Two coming soon: I swear, a little more action to it.