“Can I come in Brianna?” Jessica asked as she stood in the doorway of Arson’s room.
“It’s a free country.” the raven-haired young woman said as she sat on her bed reading a magazine.
Jessica furrowed her brow at the rudeness that was just displayed to her,
but entered and took a seat in the chair at Arson’s desk.
“I just wanted to get to know a little bit about your past and where you got your powers and stuff,” she said with a pleasant smile.
“You quit being a hero and become a biographer or something?” Arson asked without looking up from her magazine.
Jessica began to get angry.
“Look, I’m just trying to fit in here with you guys,” she said.
Arson looked up at her finally,
“Well, going insane and killing city officials is probably not the best place to start then,” she said and went back to reading her magazine.
Jessica felt her anger well up and saw her hands begin to glow with red energy.
“Calm down.” she thought to herself.
Arson looked up when she noticed the red glow in the room.
“Aww, does the baby wanna fight?” she asked in a mocking tone.
Jessica got up and walked to the door.
“You know, someday you’re gonna need my help, and I may not help you because of your attitude,” she said.
“Well, I guess if I ever need help pooing my pants I’ll have to look elsewhere for advice.” Arson said.
Jessica growled angrily and stormed out of the room despite the overwhelming urge to beat the pretty young firebug’s face in.