Amelia, now 21, had decided that it was time to just let loose and bar hope on this warm fall night. She let her hair hang down with the red streaks looking as if she had dyed it herself. She didn't worry about anyone thinking she was a mutant even if she sometimes caught fire on her clothing or her hair lit up in fear. No, tonight Amelia was sure nothing bad was going to happen with her powers.
She sat at the bar and ordered herself a margarita and smiled as she drank it and looked to the person next to her and smiled.
"Lovely night right? Can't believe it's so warm out still for September."
She sat at the bar and ordered herself a margarita and smiled as she drank it and looked to the person next to her and smiled.
"Lovely night right? Can't believe it's so warm out still for September."