“Oh yeah, ‘cos I’m totally not focussing on setting these logs on fire” Cassandra replied, her voice dripping with sarcasm. She was about to try again when a flame shot through the door and straight into the fireplace, setting the logs alight. “Hey, that’s not fair! I was gonna try again!” She ran to the doorway to see where the source had come from and managed to catch a look at the boy before he disappeared around the corner. 

“Hmmph!” she pouted, going back to the room and dumping herself onto the floor by the fire. “How am I supposed to learn if someone does it for me?”