I fell onto my face, the next few moments were a blur, but I was lying there, my mind racing in confusion. I knew only one thing at that very moment. [i]I hated him[/i]. My blood was boiling and I could barely control my temper at this point, it was beyond self control as flames erupted from every inch of my skin, eyes bloodshot, and I was nearly forced into transforming entirely into a dragon, however that part I gave much resistance too. I wasn't about to be kicked out of school on the first day after some little punk decided to mess with me. No. I couldn't let myself loose control to my sin. I'd grab the nearest stone next to me, crushing it in my hand as I began to count to 10. A method that I read humans used to manage their anger. [i]1...2....3....4...[/i] The flames had already started to weaken around me, there was a small crater beneath me though my clothes were barely scathed. [i]5....6.....7....8..[/i] I felt the burden of anger begin to leave me, just enough to control my emotions. [i]9..10..[/i] I ended with a sigh holding my head as if I just suffered a migraine. To stifle more of my anger I made sure to make a mental note I would kick this kid's ass when he wasn't looking.