Inhaling a deep and shuddering breath, she moved through the group, seperating herself from the others as she walked towards the benches. Marianne caught up to her, asking, "Where are you going?"
"I think I've played enough for today," Ena answered, her voice back to her old and dull self.
"Are you kidding? You were amazing out there!"
Hey lady, unless you want to risk the field catching fire - I really don't think you should be saying that.
Ena ignored her, pushing her way through the others that came in hopes of changing her mind. But Ena wasn't willing to give it away again. She had a power of fire - she knew that after the mini-inferno she'd created the last time.
But showing it in public was out of the question. If she wasn't a spectacle already, she didn't want her new nickname to be "Flame Girl".
She sat down on the cool surface of the bench, ignoring the temptation to scream at herself. Why had she been so stupid? Ena wanted to go bang her head against the wall but resisted the urge to hurt herself. She could do more of that much later, once she was alone.