I sat, curled up in a ball in the corner of the room. I don't think anybody had really even noticed that I was there. I created a ball of fire in my hands and twisted it within them, feeling the hot flames touch my skin, but it felt nice, the fire never burned me. I faintly wondered where Aaron was.
A picture of him filled my mind, the vague wondering suddenly changing bright, vivid, instantly making me lose my concentration. The fire jumped and roared but I soothed it gently, then killed it. My hands balled into fists as I tried to shake him out of my head. I had a wierd feeling - I needed to see him, something didn't feel right. I stood up and let my bright amber eyes search the blanket of people. No Aaron.
"Guys?" I shouted over the top of them. "Where's Aaron?"