Fire Meet Ice

"My Midguardian, what is it you fear? You could never hurt me, so I beg you do not be alarmed." If only he knew.

I couldn't tell him. It could kill him, he'd be completely ruined. I had a choice to make, and either way, someone is going to get hurt.

I am Morana Fuego. I have been turned into a science experiment gone wrong, and now have the ability to control fire. My dilemma? I'm in love with a frost giant.


1. Stupid Earth

It was colder than usual. I blew on the air causing "dragon breath." It was going to be a long day. 

Miss Wilma told us that today we were going to learn the value of Earth. I was hoping that meant we were going to do something fun, like care for a potted plant or something. But boy, was I wrong. 

We instead were assigned to pick up trash on the side of the road. Gross, right? But I should've known better, as Miss Wilma was just the person to do something like that.

"Hey, Mor." I look up to see my best friend looking at me with a lopsided grin on her face. I give a weak smile. 

"Hey, Del." Del was the closest thing I had to a sister. In fact, we kinda even looked alike. 

Del and I had the same Carmel skin colour, same eye shape, and even had very similar noses. But the similarities stopped there. 

Del was tall and thin, with dark brown hair the fell down her back like a waterfall. Her eyes were almost green, and her lips were much smaller than mine. Oh, she was a lot more beautiful than I was. 

I, on the other hand, was short and curvy, had a dark red pixie cut, dark brown eyes, and extremely full lips. My description probably doesn't sound bad, but I can guarantee you, I am not hot stuff. 

"How's it going?" I give Del a look. "It's ok, not exactly what I had in mind, but ok." Del smirks at me. 

"Oh Morana, must you always be so optimistic? I swear- you're giving me a headache!" Del starts to laugh. 

I half join in. "You know me Del. There's no point in being a sad little crybaby if you can't change the situation you're in. Might as well make the best of it. Besides, look how much cleaner it looks already." 

Del looks around. She knows I'm right. In just half an hour, there is a huge improvement. Sure there's like 20 other girls helping, but that's beside the point. 

"Guess you're right, Mor. But still, I wish we weren't in this situation." She looks at the trees surrounding us, as if they would change what s happening. 

Her talk is making me kind of depressed. Del and I are both orphans. I was brought here at age 6, after both my parents died in a car accident. None of my other family was willing to care for me, so that's why I'm here. 

Now Del was a different story. Her's was much more sad, and I could understand just why she couldn't keep as much of a positive outlook as I could. 

Del came here 2 weeks after I did, and when I first saw her, she looked so scared. You could see her in the verge of tears, and even Miss Wilma was trying to comfort her. 

Del's parents got in an argument about money. As she said, they were obsessed with it. And one day, they ran out of it. 

Instead of trying to go through programs to get child support or whatever, they found the easiest solution would be to give Del to the orphanage. They'd have one less mouth to feed, and without caring for her, they could use that spare time working. It was awful, and I felt a strong hatred towards her parents for it. 

"Del, how bout we talk to something else? I think this talk is starting is make us sad. Say something funny." 

Del smiles. "Ok, so you know Ryan Princeton?" Now we're talking. No matter what it is, Ryan is always a humorous subject. 

"The school nerd? Yeah I know him." 

"Well, he told Riley, who told Lily, who told me, that he's totally in love with you." "What!?!?" Del is laughing. 

"Del, tell me you're just pulling my leg. You CAN NOT be serious!" Del just keeps laughing, and I know she's telling the truth. I'm actually happy, though. 

I've had the biggest crush on Ryan since the 5th grade. Now that we are in our senior year, I'm glad to know his feelings are mutual. 

"Del, you think he'll ask me out?" Del looks surprised. "Well sure, maybe. He's kinda a quiet guy, so he might just be nervous. Why do you ask?"

I smile. "Morana Fuego! You do NOT have a crush on him!" I laugh and Del hits me. We joke around for a bit after that, until it's time to go in. 

I have work to do if I'm going to get to Ryan, though. Ryan is obsessed with comics and the comic book characters. If I'm to win that geek's heart, I need to study. Big time. Guess I'll start tomorrow.

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