Walking through the crowded hallways of Emerald High School, Barbara Jewel searched for her Chemistry class while avoiding the students staring at her oddly, like she's from another planet. It's not her looks: mid-long lavender hair with a small ponytail tied to the back, amber-gold eyes and slightly tanned skin. It's not the way she dresses: dark purple long-sleeved shirt, white pants and magenta low heels. But the reason people are staring at her is...

"Look! It's the new girl who got kicked out in her old school!" one girl called out.

Overhearing that harsh comment, Barbara stopped walking and turned around to see two girls chatting with each other near some lockers. She hid behind a full trashcan to avoid getting spotted, and decided to hear their conversation.

"You mean Barbara Jewel, Sally?" another girl asked.

"The one and only freaky girl, Mina," Sally replied to her friend.

"How did she get kicked out?"

"Simple. She burned the cafeteria for no reason."

"Really?"

"She isn't called 'Blaze' at her old school for nothing. And I heard that she can burn you if you manage to get her-"

Not wanting to hear the disgusting gossip, Barbara kicked a nearby trashcan to the two gossiping girls with tremendous force, causing them to runaway before the bucket full of trash can crash into them into a locker. Sally and Mina, who were gossiping about Barbara, immediately sprinted out of the hallway, fearing that she'll burn them for making up ridiculous rumors about her.

That's why people were staring at her so weirdly. Not the rumors, but with the word 'burned' and that dumb nickname 'Blaze' put together, she possessed pyrokinesis (A.K.A. Ability to control fire). It seemed to be a cool ability on paper, but it doesn't seem to be a pleasant ability to have in reality when fire can destroy everything. Barbara, or Blaze as a lot of people call her nowadays, hated the fact she was born with this ability. Her parents always tells her that her pyrokinesis is a gift from God and she should be happy about it. But to Blaze...

"Fire a gift? More like a curse to me," she muttered under her breath as she continued walking to find her class, not knowing some students were running away in fear. She can even hear some of the words the students were saying.

"God, what a freak she is."

"She's such a bitch."

"How can they let a monster like her be in this school?"

It's only been two days since she attended Emerald High, and already people are calling her harsh names. The worst being 'Flaming Monster'. How she loathed people assuming she's heartless and mean when they don't even know her personally! And Blaze didn't get kicked out of her old school, she just transferred because her dad has a new job here as a Geometry teacher. That's why she's here in the first place.

Normally, names like 'monster' or 'freak' would stab someone in the heart, but Blaze learned how to ignore even the most malicious names throughout her life. She continued walking to her Chemistry class, and finally entered the classroom, taking her seat in the front while dropping her bag, like she always did in her old school.

When her backpack hit the floor, the classroom went from loud to dead silent, like if someone has recently died. They know Blaze is here. And if Blaze is here, they all thought she's going to kill them in a matter of seconds. The students who were just getting in the classroom spotted Blaze in the front of the class, immediately try to get as far away from her as possible to avoid getting killed by her. Those who sit either next to her or behind her pray that she won't notice them. Like Blaze would ever do that. She'd never. But thanks to the rumors, the students are just paranoid that Blaze will kill her with her flames. And with those rumors, no one dared to befriend Blaze or have a conversation with her.

And does it bother her? Nope.

Blaze prefers to be alone ever since Kindergarten. She once dreamed of making friends as a little girl, but with her 'curse' getting in the way, that dream flew away and decided to stop her efforts on making one friend. Having no friends has its benefits for Blaze. For one, she doesn't have to deal with someone's problems, the worst being a break-up. She also doesn't have to be dragged by force to go somewhere she doesn't want to be, like shopping at the mall or attending any parties, mainly school dances. And the last being she has loads of free time after school, where she spends them going to her local library, doing her homework, reading a book, or helping around the house with her parents. It's really nice for Blaze.

BRIIINGG! The bell ringed, signaling that chemistry is starting for today, and Blaze pulled out her notebook to scribble notes about the Periodic Table and the important elements.

~5th Period: Gym~

In Gym class, Blaze just finished getting dressed into her gym clothes: a long sleeved purple hoodie going as far as to her belly button, purple and magenta yoga pants and black tennis shoes, and sat down on the back of the bleachers to wait on the other students who are taking so long just to get ready. While waiting, she witnessed two boys sticking their tongues and eyes at her in a disgusting manner, and only responded with a "Hmph." before turning her back away from them. However, the boys then went to where Blaze is, and did the same thing they did to her earlier, only up close in her face and making fun of her at the same time.

"You're such a loser, Flaming Monster!" one boy yelled at Blaze.

"Don't touch her or she'll use her abnormal powers to turn you into dinner!" another one pointed out to his friend.

"Eww. That's just disgusting. Wait, she's a disgusting Flaming Monster! That's what we should call her!"

"Yeah! That sounds good to me! It fits her perfectly!"

Just ignore them, Barbara. Blaze advised herself in her thoughts, They'll go away eventually.

"Let's make that Disgusting Flaming Monster burst her flames!" the first boy decided.

"How?" the second one asked, curious.

"By making her suffer! That's how!"

"Great idea!"

The two boys cracked their knuckles while spitting at Blaze's face, not to mention suffer from their god awful breath, and ready to punch her at a time like this. However, before they had the chance to physically beat Blaze up, a hammer smacked the two boys in the head, sending them faraway and landing into the basketball hoops, stuck like glue.

"What the-" is what Blaze can only say, looking down to the ground. She's surprised that she isn't receiving the punch from the two and wondered who did that.

She then looked up to see who saved her from the two boys: A girl. That girl had short pink hair with a red headband, green eyes, peach skin, wearing a white and pink tank-top, pink work-out pants, and red and white sneakers. The pink-haired girl then asked Blaze, "Are you okay?"

Speechless that this girl talked to her, with a worried voice included, Blaze answered in an awkward tone, "Y... Yes. I'm fine."

"Good. Don't listen to those jerks. They just make fun of people because they're just wimps."

The pink-haired girl then sat next to Blaze, much to her dismay, and spin her hammer a few times until it was nothing but a small pink diamond heart. She placed the diamond heart on her headband and turned around to Blaze, who is looking at the ground once again. The pink-haired girl then cleared her throat, getting Blaze's attention, and the girl started the conversation by saying, "Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yes," Blaze answered in a flat tone.

"Really? Because you don't sound okay to me."

"I just had a rough day."

"Why? What happened?"

Whoa.

When Blaze gives out the "I have a rough day" to anyone, the short conversation ends, but with this girl, she wants to know why. No one dared asked that question. Not even her parents! This is the first time Blaze gets to tell someone why her day was horrible.

She then answered the pink-haired girl, "People spreading rumors, calling me names, and constantly bothering and ignoring me just because I'm the new girl." in a casual tone, like it's no big deal to her.

"You're new to Emerald High?" the rose haired girl asked.

"About two days ago."

"Oh, wow! I'm sorry I didn't notice you in those days!"

"Huh?"

"Well, I should introduce myself. My name is Amy Rose, and I'm a sophomore! What's your name?"

Silence followed after that. Amy waited for Blaze to introduce herself, but it didn't happen.

"Uh... Hello?" Amy tried to call out. "Your name?"

"Why do you want to know?" Blaze questioned Amy in a harsh tone.

"So I can talk to you if we have classes together or say hi when we pass by through the hallways."

Well that's reasonable to Blaze. She'd never introduce herself to anyone unless she's required to, like in the first day she arrived at the school in two classes.

"I guess it's fine if-"

"Barbara," Blaze responded to Amy's previous question.

"Eh?" Amy slightly squeaked.

"My name is Barbara Jewel, and I'm a sophomore like you."

"Oh. Well it's nice to meet you, Barbara!"

"And some people call me 'Blaze' for some dumb reason," Blaze added.

"Why do people call you 'Blaze'?" asked Amy.

Because I was born with pyrokinesis, is what Blaze wanted to respond with to answer Amy's question. But before she can actually answer, the buzzer from the electronic scoreboard ringed throughout the entire Gym, slightly scaring Blaze and getting a loud and girlish shriek from Amy. This buzzer means that Gym is actually starting and everyone should be done dressing up by the time the buzzer is done ringing.

"Dumb buzzer scaring me like that," said Amy, rubbing her ears to get the ringing sound out. "Only a year since I took P.E and I'm still not used to the buzzer! Annoying, right?"

Blaze only nodded her head in agreement as the coach came in to take attendance for a few minutes before he can announce what the class is going to do today. He later grabbed a bag full of newly pumped red balls, and guessing from the mixed cheers and groans from the class, it's a game Blaze knows very well.

"Today class, we're going to be playing dodgeball in two teams," the coach started his announcement. "And it's going to be a battle between the boys and the girls."

The boys cheered in excitement while most of the girls whined about getting their hairs or nails broken or complaining that the boys will dominate the game whenever a battle of the sexes goes on. Blaze, however, managed to pull out a small smile, knowing she can get back at the two boys who teased her earlier. She can just imagine the look on their faces once she knocks them out harshly with only one ball thrown at them. It's too great. Dodgeball is Blaze's favorite game to play, taking out her anger on other people while not unleashing her flames. Only drawback is she has to be in a team, but she can take on the boys on her own with the other girls dozing off from this extreme game.

Everybody jumped out of the bleachers and into the basketball court, the girls on the right, the boys on the left, and the coach blew his whistle while letting the bag go freely to release the red balls. Once the last ball bounced to the court, the students were rambling to get the balls, most of them claimed to the guys, and the chaotic game started.

Blaze managed to grab a ball and threw it at a boy wearing glasses, hitting him in the face and fell to the floor, crying.

Too much, Blaze thought as she swiftly dodged an incoming ball. She didn't mean to hurt the poor guy, but in dodgeball in Blaze's mind, she can't go easy to anyone in dodgeball, weak or strong.

Another ball is rushing towards her, and Blaze is ready to catch the red ball, but Amy suddenly catches the incoming ball while sliding on the floor and flung the ball with a surprisingly amount of force to an unsuspecting tall boy right in the chest. Blaze was just left speechless on what Amy just did for a moment. It didn't last that long when Amy waved her hand over her face to get her attention.

"Blaze, you okay?" Amy asked her lavender-haired classmate.

"Yeah. I'm just kind of surprised on what you did," Blaze told Amy. "I thought you were... well... kind of..."

"I'm what, Blaze?"

"You look a bit girly to me to be that athletic."

"Oh, I get that a lot. If I can weld my hammer with ease, then I can be just as athletic, though not that much."

"I see."

"Now come on! Let's show those boys what we're made of!" Amy cheered as she picked up a stray dodgeball, and threw it at the other side.

While Blaze wants to beat the boys, she wanted to do it alone instead of teaming up with the determined Amy. It's somewhat nice that Amy is participating in the game unlike most of the girls who ended up talking to their friends, but Blaze has always done things alone as far as she can remember. Even if it requires someone else to complete a certain task, Blaze still can do them easily and be superior than others in pairs.

Her mind back on the game, Blaze suddenly found herself caught in a shower full of dodgeballs, but she managed to dodge them all thanks to her quick reflexes and caught a ball in the air. She then threw the ball, but instead of hitting one of the boys, it bounced to the wall. The boys burst into laughter after seeing Blaze's blunder of knocking them out, unknowing that Blaze kept her cool when they laughed. She devilishly smiled to the boys, confusing the boys why she smiled after her 'failure'. They soon realized why Blaze smiled at them when the ball lunged towards two boys in the stomach, and the others were unprepared when Blaze and Amy threw four dodgeballs at them, knocking them out in not only in ones but twos and threes!

"That was great!" Amy exclaimed, grabbing another dodgeball. "They didn't see that coming!"

Not at all, Blaze agreed with Amy in her thoughts, Those guys are idiots.

"Two minutes left!" the coach yelled.

The scoreboard is ticking away from two minutes to one minute and fifty-nine seconds, which means Blaze has to take down the remaining boys before time runs out! And by looking at each side, the left side had three boys while the right only had Blaze and Amy as the only participants of this game. Three-on-two. Blaze has dealt with worse match-ups than this. This is going to be a nasty brawl for the remaining teens.

Two boys who made fun of Blaze earlier started to throw the balls they can find frantically towards Blaze and Amy, with the two dodging the incoming balls with no problem, but couldn't catch one in the air. Even if they did, it'll be difficult to find out who threw the ball in order for one of the boys to get eliminated. Their only choice is to pick up the ball and pray they get eliminated. But that didn't work that well with the two boys hastily tossing the balls without breaking a sweat, and the balls thrown to the opposite side ended up falling to the middle. So were they just dodging the balls for the remainder of the game?

No way, Blaze growled mentally as she picked up a ball from the ground and unlike her previous throws, she almost made the ball literally go into flames, and the two boys freaked out when parts of the ball is in flames, and didn't dare try and catch the ball. They had little to no time to react on what to do but run away for their lives from the ball. The two boys ended up crashing on the wall, and received much more pain when the ball made contact to their foreheads, screaming louder than a crying baby and a cat screeching combined.

"Two down, one to go," Blaze muttered, looking at her last opponent.

Her opponent doesn't seem to be panicking after losing his two teammates at the last minute. He seemed to be calm and ready to take down Amy and Blaze despite the disadvantage he now has, picking up the slightly burnt ball from where the two boys were knocked out.

"You better run, Silver! There's no way you can win!" Amy yelled to her opponent.

Silver? What kind of name is that? Blaze asked herself.

Blaze spotted her opponent and see why Amy called that boy Silver. He had short silver hair, bangs having five spikes, wearing a gray shirt, navy blue shorts and gray Converses, but she couldn't see his eyes, yet that barely mattered to Blaze right now as she needs to focus on the game.

Silver, tossing the ball up and down, responded back to Amy, "Like I would! And I'm not letting the girls win!"

"We'll see about that!" Amy shouted back, throwing the ball towards Silver.

Silver merely sidestepped to the right and let the ball fly pass him like it was nothing to him. It then repeated for about three throws, Silver going to the left or the right, knowing where Amy is going to throw. Seeing that Amy is done throwing the balls, Silver backed up for a few steps and then taking one step forward, he let the ball go with tremendous effort, hoping it'll knock out Amy.

Amy's eyes grew wide as Silver's ball is heading towards her in about a few seconds. Catching it is out of the question and trying to avoid it quickly is knocked out of Amy's list of options. The only option is to take the hit and hope Blaze can win the game for the girls. Bracing for the impact of the ball, Amy is ready for a world of pain, just for today.

However, not only Amy's green eyes grew even wider but her mouth dropped down when Blaze took the hit very hard on the head, it knocked her down to the floor.

Silver was even shocked about what happened! He wanted to knock down Amy, not the lavender-haired girl! It was an accident! He was about to run to the right side when Amy effortlessly threw a ball to Silver's side, though it didn't hurt him badly. And with Silver somewhat eliminated, the coach blew his whistle, claiming the girls won the game of dodgeball. Silver didn't hear the jubilant cheers from the girls and disappointment from the guys. He's too busy wondering if the girl is okay and if he didn't injure her badly. God, why did this happen?

Finally getting to the right side of the basketball field, Silver rushed to where Amy is, giving him a nasty glare that reads "You've gone too far" to him. Ignoring that glare message from Amy, Silver kneel down to the floor and rubbed the red mark on the lavender-haired girl's forehead.

Blaze opened her eyes and stared at Silver, who's currently rubbing her forehead, and somehow was surprised that her opponent would even dare help her out from her injury.

Seeing the girl is awake, Silver asked her, "Are you feeling okay?"

Why are you asking me that, you bastard? Would be her response, but instead of that rude comment, Blaze sarcastically replied, "Yeah. Thanks for giving me that wonderful mark to my head."

"I didn't mean for that to happen. Really! I'm sorry! So so sorry!"

"Whatever," Blaze said in a flat tone, somewhat ignoring Silver's golden eyes. Gold. Like her's. Much more than...

"But I'm really sorry! That ball was suppose to hit Amy!"

"Hey!" Amy yelled to Silver. "But Silver didn't mean to hurt you on purpose. It was an accident, Blaze. Don't get angry with him."

"Yeah. And if apologizing isn't enough, I'll take you to the nurse's office right now! I don't mind! I really want to make it up to you!" Silver offered, holding out his hand for Blaze to reach in order to get up.

Blaze, however, slapped Silver's hand harshly instead of grabbing it to get up. She leaped off from the floor and walked away from Silver and Amy without looking back at the two. She has dealt with worse. It'll go away before she gets home, and she'll act like this little incident never happened in her life.

Silver was flabbergasted on what happened to him in Gym. He accidentally injured a girl, got told off by her, and refused his offer on getting her to the nurse's office. And the worse part: Silver started to take an interest in that girl.

"My god, I screwed up badly."