A/n: I so SORRY about the chapter mix up P ive been a little… uh… all over the place 8-

Starting Fires... And School

Outside the door, I looked round, a little disorientated. I had, let's be honest here, no bloody idea where I was or where I was going to go.

'And I couldn't have been an Earth element because…?' I wandered to myself, looking round.

I hitched my bag on my back again and looked round. I wasn't going to get anywhere by standing still was I?! Better start by looking for somewhere to go.

I looked at my timetable to look for my locker. Better start there then.

As I wandered round trying to decipher where I was meant to go, and find where this blasted locker was, I decided I didn't like the way the schools were set out. Meant I would get lost too easily.

I mean I liked getting lost, meant I could find my own way later, but not when I knew I had a lesson going on. I didn't want to get a bad reputation right at the beginning of school.

That could wait till later.

I eventually found my locker, but I got distracted by a locker five down from my own. Fire patterns graffeeting the outside. I smiled slightly as I traced the patterns with the tips of my fingers softly. I was a pyromaniac, I liked playing with fire. But those patterns were just plain beautiful.

I shook my head and moved away to come to my own locker. I twisted in my code, and tried to yank the door open. It just rattled. Then jammed.

"Fuck…" I swore.

"Watch your language newbie," said a sly voice from near by.

"Hey- bumper-bastard," I called out sarcastically, grinning. It fell away immediately. "What the hell do you want?"

"To get into my locker," he shrugged, pushing himself away from the opposite wall, almost swaggering over to the locker with all the flames. Oh great…

"Pyro Kinetic?" I asked suddenly as he wrenched the door open, with a lot of strength. He must have had quite a bit of muscle under all the leather. Wasn't he hot? Geez I would never have been able to stand the much weight on me…

He scowled to himself and I battled, getting gradually more and more irritated, with my stuck locker. "What's it to you?"

"Just nosey."

He glanced up at me and held up a burning fist. "Hows that for an answer?"

Punching my locked one last time I looked at him, then grinned lope sidedly and held up my own burning hand, and wiggled my fingers. He blinked in surprise. I clicked my fingers and switched his fiery hands off.

He stared at me, in a mixture of anger, surprise and possibly admiration. "Elemental?" he asked.

I had already turned my attention to bashing my locker in. "Of fire and water."

"Oh."

"FOR FUCK'S SAKE YOU STUPID THING OPEN DAMN YOU!" I glared at it, almost hoping it would just pop open. No such luck. "Maybe if I rust it- no no no no no… then I won't be able to close it," I mumbled to myself.

Next thing I knew, I had been gently pushed aside, and the boy in the black leather had taken it on himself to open the door. Took him about five seconds. I was not happy.

"How'd you do that?!" I snapped, looking between him and the open locker.

"Brawn and brains," he replied shrugged. He held out a hand, "Warren Peace."

I looked at his hand and shrugged, turning back to my locker. "Yeah… it was a good book… got kinda bored of it."

"Huh…?"

"War and Peace? Leo Tolstoy? Classic? About three or four inches thick?"

He understood then I was taking the piss.

His dark eyes narrowed at me, staring right into my red blue green and gold eyes. I just looked back at him lazily, raising my eye brows.

"Don't mess with me newbie," he snarled, "I don't like cocky freashmans."

"Not freshman," I snapped, "I don't get American years, so I don't know what I am. And the name's Pandora Sanderson- use it." I turned calmly, shoved my bag into my locker, slammed the door and pushed past him. "See ya Peace."

I felt a large hand close round my arm as I tried to walk away. Warren Peace pulled me back, and looked me in the face, blinking in surprise at my eyes (as most people do).

"Watch it Sanderson," he muttered angrily, somewhere in the distance a bell rang, "I don't take to being mocked."

"Once the son of a villain," I told him cruelly, "always the son of a villain."

His eyes widened as I snatched my arm away and walked through the slowly filling halls. I don't think he realised I knew who he was. But my brain finally clicked with the surname. Battle Baron's son would have to turn up in my life.

As I wandered down the halls towards the outside hoping to see some kind of sign to the lesson after the break. People were looking at me funny, guess i really did look like the new kid.

After ten minutes, I don't know how I did it, but I managed to stumble across my room, find a seat in the corner of the room, away from everyone else.

By the time the bell went again, I knew it had been a bad idea.

Kids my age filed in, looking at me with confusion as I stared at my lap (I was actually trying to find away to contort water and fire into different shapes). Obviously not used to new kids being in the class. And most certainly not being so antisocial.

I mean a girl did try to come up to me and talk to me, but I kinda sent her wandering away with a swift glare, letting the fire kitten in my lap swell into a tiger.

Went from a simple want of keeping to myself to a raving argument with some bloke who was so far up his own ass that he could see out the other end.

"That's my seat," he stated, coming over to me, standing over me.

"Is it?" I asked, demurely, hoping my glare would work. It didn't.

"Yeah."

"Sorry." I got up shoved the detached chair at him, and grabbed another one and sat down again.

Well he got his seat didn't he?

"I mean it, smartass, that's my place."

"We don't have assigned seating," I told him mildly, sighing, looking back his blue eyes, "and don't see anyone's name here. So I say this is my place now."

"Listen here, newbie-"

"WHAT'S IT WITH PEOPLE AND CALLING ME NEWBIE?!" I snapped, "can't you bloody supers have the curtsy to at least find out my name before you insult me?!"

His eyes narrowed at me. "Don't mess with me-"

"And here we go again. I've had this about two or three times now, it's getting redundant," I put on a high squeaky voice, getting a laugh out of the rest of the class, "'don't mess with me and a hot shot super with fat ass freako powers' big deal! We all do! Now fuck off."

"Or what," he snapped, his hand shooting out to grab my collar, which I knocked away, "or what newbie?"

"I'm not threatening you. Coz then I'll have to do it."

"Lay off her Mark," called over a familiar voice, I looked over his shoulder to see Honey Ferris walk in, "she's already threatened Warren Peace and they're both pyro kentic, and by the sounds of things water kinetic too. So really, don't mess."

"Like you'd know," he sounded unsure.

I let a tiny flame appear in my palm, and let him see it. "It'll get bigger if you don't back off," I murmured, keeping my eyes on the flame, glancing at him for a moment.

He backed off muttering. Clearly not wanting trouble just yet.

"Hey," grinned Honey, "told you you'd get Hero."

I made a face. "Don't go getting all high an mighty, Ferris," I told her, sounding mockingly sincere, "my powers aren't always entirely in my control." I winked to show her I was joking. But it wasn't entirely wrong. "What class is this?"

"Hero History," she rolled her eyes, "most pointless boring subject in the world."

"So why did you come to class?"

"Coz Warren does," she grinned crookedly, "and your threat to him has already spread. You weren't exactly discrete."

"That and you fancy him," I told her, as she took a seat next to me.

She chuckled. "As well as the rest of the school female population. He's got the whole dark mysterious thing going on."

I suppressed an eye roll. Those types of guys annoyed me. They had nothing to hide, they just acted like it.

"Well speak of the devil," piped up Honey, as Peace walked in.

He walked to the back of the class, students moving out of his way, muttering sorry as he passed. He sat in the other corner, several seats away, spotted me and narrowed his eyes. I pressed my lips together, and turned away.

I could not be bothered just yet.

"Looks like this class just got interesting," Honey said decided.

"God I hope not…" I muttered.