#fromheath

Perfection! Heath was focused. Was nice presentation—whole class made with oohing and awing. Neither too much nor too little heat, and meringue was perfectly brown. Ms. Kindergrubber impressed by effort. A+.

So after I vulcanized our cooking project yesterday, Abbey called me and totally asked me out on a date! Yes! "The Heathster's still got it," is what I was thinking, but it turned out that's not what Abbey was thinking. She told me to meet her at Headmistress Bloodgood's house, which I thought was kind of lame even if Abbey does live there during the school year. I said we should meet at the Maul, but Abbey said I had to meet her there. I got my cousin Jackson to give me a ride cause I didn't want to show up for a date on my bike. Jackson drives like an old monster lady, but it's way better than riding with Holt. One time I got in the car with Jackson, and without thinking...natch...turned on the radio. Oh man, his driving just about scared the ashes out of me. I didn't make the same mistake today. When we got there, Abbey was waiting for me, along with several ice statues. I told Jackson that he didn't have to wait, but he said he wanted to stick around and see this. Abbey asked why I was dressed up. It didn't take me long to figure out this was not a date. It was her idea of how to help both of us out in Home Ick. Frozen inside each of the statues was an apple. I thought this was like some kind of kung fu movie, so I totally melted the first two statues, turning them into a puddle of water and a smoking apple. I started to melt the third one when Abbey yelled, "Heath Burns, stop!" I stopped. She said the goal was to melt the ice without cooking the apple. If I could do this, then she had an idea for a dish that would knock Ms. Kindergrubber's gingerbread socks off. No problem, I said. Except three hours and many apples later, Abbey finally gave up. "Is no use, I am failing first Monster High class ever, and you will never learn self-control." There was one statue left, and maybe for the first time, I felt more sorry for Abbey than I did for myself. So I concentrated all my fire into one finger and carved out the apple without singeing the stem. I held up the apple and showed it to Abbey. "Excellent work, Heath Burns—how about we go see a movie now?" I burned the apple to a crisp, but we went to the movie anyway.

I can't help it if I'm a fire elemental. I get excited and "poof" — something goes up in smoke. I almost want to change my last name to 'No' since that seems to be what people call me the most; Heath No! It's not like I torch term papers, books, and other irreplaceable combustibles on purpose. I try so hard—when I think about it—not to fire up. Dad says I need to learn self-control. That's easy for him to say since he can focus his fire down to a flame as small as a lit birthday candle, even when I get excited or mad. It takes all my focus to just not melt my desk. I guess I must have said all the right things to Ms. Kindergrubber cause when we were finished, she gave me a list of what I would need for class. At least I'll get to be in the class with Abbey! Awwwww hydrogen! I wonder if I can get another copy of the list?

So the reason I'm in this class was that I was going to sign up for Metal Shop cause it's a pretty "Heath Safe" environment, and I wanted to build a killer robot suit like the one you get to pilot in this game I've been playing online, but then Abbey walked by, and I kind of got distracted by something I said or something she said, and I must have checked the wrong box. I mean, why else would I have gotten Home Ick on my class schedule? Manny found out and was giving me grief, so I was going to change it, but Deuce and Abbey talked me into keeping it. Deuce is like my best bro ever, and Abbey is like... totally cool. She's so tall and pretty and totally cool. Abbey also said she wanted me in the class...well, not in so many words, maybe, but I knew what she meant. I totally light her fire.

BFF's: Deuce Gorgon and Clawd Wolf