Ugh, why is it always about sex!

Megan frowned as she read the note again. The popular girls were a bunch of useless bimbos, and this note sounded like they wrote it. It didn't sound like the work of a bullied nerd. The spelling, punctuation, and attitude were an affront to quiet bullied girls everywhere.

The bimbos just wanted to see which dumbass came to class with words written on her body.

Who would be dumb enough to fall for that? Just write it under your clothes, or scrub it off when you see it doesn't work. It was a stupid prank that nobody would suffer from.

Still crying a bit, Megan messed around with the marker. She made a dot on the wall and easily wiped it off, then did the same to her skin.

It wasn't even a permanent marker!

Those fucking bimbos, really! Did they think about anything besides fashion and boys?

Megan wrote "BURNINATOR" on the back of her left hand. It was a reference from a few years before she was born, and even if she did leave it on there would be zero chance of anyone knowing what--

Fire.

She could shoot fire from her left hand.

She even knew how to control it.