Send me a " ○ " for my character's reaction to finding yours sitting outside in the rain, upset and cryingErica was wet and cold. The one day she’d decided to walk to school, the weather had freakishly decided to turn in the middle of the day and bucket down with rain. She reached her front yard when she saw her red haired friend sitting on the doorstep in tears. “Summer? Sweetie, what’s wrong?” She ran over to her and embraced her in a hug, pulling the girl’s head into her shoulder to try and comfort her. She hated seeing Summer sad and she would do anything to make whatever was making her cry go away.
Erica moved back over to Summer and wrapped her arms around her shoulders again. “She tried to throw a desk at you, Summer. That makes her a freaking monster, not you. Anyone would lose control. I would’ve ripped her damn throat out. I still might.”
“Erica, no! Anyway, I – I mean,” she stammered, “I didn’t set it on fire with a lighter.” She gave Erica a pleading glance. “I did it with my bare hands. I don’t know what’s happening to me.”
Erica’s eyes widened. She really shouldn’t have been that surprised that something else supernatural was happening in this town but she always thought that Summer would be able to stay out of it where it was safe. “It’s ok, Summer, I’m sure there is a reasonable explanation..well reasonable for us anyway.”
“He was — I — there was — so /angry/, Erica, so much anger.” She couldn’t even find the right words to put around what had happened; it was blurry and warped in her mind. “It went through me and there was fire. Oh god I’m a monster, I’m a monster.”