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Firebug: Ch. 30 - Consequences

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By Natalie Gray
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From the second the tornado hit, everything was a blur for Theo. The wind howled louder than a freight train, stinging his eyes and skin like dozens of microscopic knives as it whipped mercilessly around them in a dizzying frenzy. His seventeen short years flashed before his eyes. Eventually he just squeezed them shut, burying his face in Roman's chest. Never before had he been so absolutely terrified. Cautiously, Theo raised his head, shocked to see the funnel fizzling out around them.
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Hotel Roulette

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By Natalie Gray
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It usually started on a quiet morning. The sun wouldn't be ready to rise for hours, yet we were paraded out of the house, bleary-eyed and half-dressed with pillows in hand. Cricket song serenaded Dad as he packed the luggage in the back of that well-loved gold Windstar. Bags that we'd all proudly packed ourselves, and - unbeknownst to us - Mom had repacked for us the night before.
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Firebug: Ch. 29 - Boiling Point

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By Natalie Gray
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Roman kept his head down as he moseyed through the halls. He could hardly focus on his classes at all, thanks to the nuclear bomb Nurse Flanagan dropped on him last night. Having the ability to control one element was enough of a challenge, but two? Two felt impossible. Like, hiking up Mount Everest in nothing but his boxer shorts impossible. A roll of distant thunder over the school made him flinch, his hands tightening like a pair of pin vices on his backpack straps. Did he do that?
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