He trudged through the courtyard, as his fellow students scurried out of his way. He was stupid for thinking this school would be different than the others.
Plopping down on a bench near one of the courtyard’s stone lanterns, he jumped when a girl fell out of a tree next to him.
“Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you.”
“You didn’t scare me. You just…caught me off guard.”
“Right.” The girl smiled, noticing the scorch marks on his jacket. “Wait, you’re him.”
Those two words again: you’re him. He turned to leave before he could see the fear enter her eyes, the way it always did when people realized who and what he was.
“You set the gymnasium on fire last week when you lost control. It took me all day to put it out!”
“I’m aerokinetic. I can control the air flow. But I am not here to clean up your messes, so you better get your pyrokinetic butt under control, got it Fire Boy?”
He chuckled as she summoned a gust of air to carry her back up into the tree. Maybe this school was different from the others.
© Jade M. Wong 2016
Written for Sunday Photo Fiction. Word Count: 194.
First draft of this had around 250 words. Cutting down the words is definitely the hardest part of these flash fiction prompts, but worth it, I think, in the end!