Blaze's POV
I opened my eyes and right away I knew something was wrong. Or something was going to go wrong. Whatever it was it probably had to do with how on fire I felt. Not literally on fire but I felt like I could do anything.

Of course it was just a feeling. I mean today was the first day back to school from our summer break so it might just be my nerves acting up. Plus since it was fall I was going to try out for the lacrosse team.

My best friends Zander Williams and Zeke Wilderman were always encouraging me to join a sport so I thought why not this year?

Anyway I rolled out of bed and pulled my curtains back slightly to see what the weather was like. It was raining. It wasn't coming down hard but it was pretty close to it. And because it was raining I knew exactly what I was gonna wear.

A white T-shirt, a black leather jacket and some dark jeans. With my favorite black timberlands. Pretty much coinciding with the weather. It wasn't how I felt but it definitely was the kind of day to wear this outfit.

I grabbed my bag and walked out of my room hearing a car horn out front. That must be Zeke. He had just turned seventeen two weeks ago and had gotten a car for his birthday. It was a black Camaro.

Saying a quick goodbye to my mother I rushed out the house and down the front path to his car, hopping in the front seat. As he pulled away from the curb he glanced at me.

"How's it going Blaze?" He asked.

"Everything's fine. I feel great today." I tell him. "What about you? Ever since you turned seventeen you've been acting weird. Hell I haven't seen you since your birthday."

"Oh I'm fine." Zeke says not looking at me.

I nod and say sarcastically, "Yeah I'm sure you are."

Changing the subject, Zeke says, "So about this Lacrosse tryout."

I raised an eyebrow. "What about it?"

"You're finally doing it. But are you sure that you yourself wants to try out? Or is it because we pressured you?"

I glance at him, frowning. He thought I was doing it because I was pressured into it when truthfully...I wanted to do it. For me. Not for anyone else..even if I did finally realize that they had been right. I needed to do it for myself.

"I'm doing this for me." I finally said. "No one else. Just me."

Zeke nodded pulling up to Zander's house. He honked the horn and a rushed messy haired looking Zander hurried out to the car. He hopped in and Zeke sped off in the direction of school. 

"What's up guys? What'd I miss?"
Zander wanted to know.

"Nothing. Blaze here is gonna try out for the Lacrosse team." Zeke tells him.

Zander smiled widely. "Oh really? Cool!" He exclaimed.

I smiled back. "Yeah. And it appears that as usual gym is our first class of the day."

The day before I had taken the liberty of going online ahead of time to check and see what our schedules were like.
And we had the same gym class as last year. At least Zander and I did. Zeke was a senior. So all of his classes were different this year. Because of how smart he was he had skipped a grade back in middle so he'd be graduating this year.

As Zeke pulled into the school parking lot, I saw Blaire Anderson pulling up with her boyfriend, Ajax Turner. I've had a crush on her since kindergarten. And I still do. I mean it's not like I have a girlfriend.

"I don't get why she stays with that wanker. He doesn't even treat her right." Zander says.

Oh yeah I may have forgotten to mention. He's British.

"I don't know. Am I supposed to?" I say.

"Dude you have a crush on her. You've been in love with Blaire since you can remember." Zeke says, pulling into a parking space.

"Yeah, yeah. I know." I say. They were right. It was more than a crush and I was too afraid to talk to her. But can you blame me? Ajax would kill me if I so much as came into her line of sight.

It wasn't like I was the most unpopular guy in school. Ajax and I just didn't get along that well...or At all. It's been like that for years.

Zander, Zeke and I got out of his car and headed for the front doors. When we walked inside, Zeke was called over by someone.

I walked over to my locker, Zander following close behind. His locker was beside mine just like last year.

"So, this whole deal about joining the lacrosse team. You're really going through with it?" Zander asked me.

I nodded smiling. "Yep. Might as well."

"Awesome." Zander exhales.

I opened my locker, reaching in to grab my books when someone's hand landed on my shoulder. I turned around and was surprised to see Nixon Carp standing behind me.

"Hi..."

"Hey. I heard you're trying out for the lacrosse team. You should. I think you'd be great."

I was shocked. Nixon Carp was the most popular guy in school and we never really got along but it wasn't how it was with Ajax. How it is. Nixon's brother Noah was pretty cool though. He wasn't popular or anything but he was Nixon's brother. Everyone loved him.

"Thanks. I will." Nixon smiled and started walking away. "Wait a second. How did you know I was trying out?"

"Oh. I was walking past and I overheard you talking about it." Nixon says. "Catch ya later, Knight."

Still in shock I raised my hand and said, "Bye..." But he was already gone.

"Wow. Nixon actually talked to you." Zander says impressed.

"Yeah. He did." I grabbed my books, closing my locker. "Let's get to class."

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It was after lunch when I started to feel really weird. I was burning up but I wasn't sweating. It was like I had a fever that wasn't showing itself. So I shrugged it off.

I was actually headed for the lacrosse field for tryouts. Zander of course decided to grace me with his presence. Even Zeke and Nixon came.

Ajax graced us with his presence and I'm sure it was only to see me fail or find some kind of reason to torment me.

"Looks like Ajax came. Probably wants to torture me." I say.

"Or see are you fail." Zander pointed out. Zeke elbowed him.

"Not helping, Zan."

I shook my head. "No it's fine."

Everything was not fine. I felt like I was gonna pass out any minute and my body was on fire. I stood up swaying and walked down the bleachers trying to stop seeing double.

The minute I stepped onto the field everything went red and I collapsed to the ground in a heap, writhing in pain.

"Blaze!" Zeke shouted and hopped down the bleachers running towards me, Zander right behind him. I saw Nixon running over with Ajax behind him and I let out a gut wrenching scream as my body literally caught fire.

Or maybe it was all in my head. Anyway everyone was yelling but my silence silenced them all when the fire started to recede into my hand. So it was just a small flame dancing around in the palm of my hand.

I opened my eyes and sat up gasping and looking around frantically. I looked up at the school nurse.

"Hey take it easy. You hit your head pretty hard when you fell."

What...I never fell. I collapsed and something crazy happened. I blinked to clear my blurry eyesight. "What happened? How did I fall?"

"Well...you kind of tripped over Ajax's foot and from there everything went to shit."

I looked over to my right and saw Zeke, Zander and Nixon standing in the doorway.

I got out of the bed and made my way into the hallway, muttering under my breath, "That little shit has pushed me too far."

Zeke and Nixon blocked my passage, spreading their arms out to keep me from going around them.

"Let it go Blaze. It's not gonna get you anywhere but detention." Zander tells me.

"Go to the bathroom and take a breather." Zeke orders me.

Huffing I turned and made my way to the bathroom, knowing they would follow me to make sure I did just that. Walking into the restroom, I strode over to the sink and turned the water on.

When it got cold enough I splashed some on my face. Looking up I stared at my reflection in the mirror. A face with sparkling sea green eyes and dark brown hair stared back at me.

My eyes suddenly darkened and fire came out of my hand and hit the trash can. Gasping in surprise, I looked at my hand and saw that there was a small flame flickering in my palm.

I frowned but at the same time I was facinated. I made a small hand motion and a ball of fire appeared in my palm. And then I had an idea.

Blaze.

And my whole body was engulfed in flames. I stepped back away from the sink and looked at my self in the mirror. My hair was fine and so were my clothes...the fire wasn't harmful to me.

It made me think. All I had thought was the word Blaze and I was engulfed in flames. Now I understood the meaning of names have power. I mean that saying just developed a whole new meaning.

I loved it. It gave me a feeling of pleasure. It wasn't like it made me high but it felt like I was. This power whatever it was, was a gift. And I wasn't going to misuse it.

"Blaze? You still in there?" I heard Zeke call in here.

"Yeah! Just give me a sec."

Okay...now how do you shut this off?

Distinguish?

Disappear?

Go away?

Maybe I had to will it away. And that's exactly what I did. And not a second too late as the bathroom door opened and Nixon peeled his head in.

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing." I say, smiling.

Nixon sniffed the air. "Is there something burning?"

I glanced at the trash can and quickly said, "No. Uh..lets just go to class." I grab his arm and lead him out of the bathroom and down the hall.

That was close.

Hi guys. So how's the chapter? Was it good? Like I said before I want comments because I love them. But do you like the characters? I put a lot of thought into what celebrity would be playing who and I like what I turned up. This chapter is 1,833 words.

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