Janessa's view

Fourth hour... Reenee will be in Magic right now, doing who-knows-what with Professor Prophecy. Kalia. Whatever. Daughter of Moana, sister of the Chief of New Motunui, Mahina, blahhh blaaaaahh blaaaaaahhhhh. Blah.

Who cares?

Reenee. She probably does.

I wonder what they do in Magic? I never really thought about it before. Never really needed to, because I'm totally in control of my powers. They're a part of me, an easy part to have fun with.

When I was little, Mom explained that her---and my---powers were different than people expected. She told me that when she was a teenager, she had to learn that you can't control the fire, because that will backfire right in your face.

(Ha! Backfire. Didn't even mean to do that.)

Anyway, she said that in order to be successful with my fire powers, I needed to understand that they aren't something I control. They're something I can call upon, and will always be there when I need it. Used right, there's nothing that'll stop me, ever. It wasn't about control. It's about trust.

And I completely trust my flames. They're always there to kick butt when I need them to, and I'm pretty sure they're pretty happy when I use them.

I wonder if Reenee's powers ever influence her choices? Mine kinda do, I guess, making me act a little bit more risky and adventurous because I know things can't really hurt me. I'm a little easy to make angry... more like super easy to make angry. I blow up fast.

But Reenee... shadows and dark stuff are her powers. I think. I guess? I know she has some shadow-y powers, pretty dark and... dark. Yeah. I don't know, I guess.

Reenee's always been a little distant, that's for sure. But it's not the power's fault. Reenee just doesn't like being the little sister, I think. She's probably jealous that I got Mom's fire and a little bit of her ice powers. I'd totally want to be me if I wasn't already me.

Not to mention I'm awesome at everything, where Reenee just... isn't. I mean, have you seen my little sister try to play basketball? She runs! FROM THE BALL.

Okay, granted, that was when she was six, and that was my phase where I convinced her that everything was alive, even food, and ready to attack her if she made a wrong move.

I was a wicked little kid.

But if Reenee's getting influenced by her magic... I wonder how much?