Come to bed, don't make me sleep alone

Couldn't hide the emptiness, you let it show

Never wanted it to be so cold

Just didn't drink enough to say you love me

I can't hold on to me,

Wonder what's wrong with me

Lithium, don't want to lock me up inside

Lithium, don't want to forget how it feels without...

Lithium, I want to stay in love with my sorrow

Evanescence- Lithium

Crystal's POV:

Splash. My foot lands in a wet puddle forming on the sidewalk. Squeaking like a guinea pig, I yank my black boot out of my mud and continue walking to school. I could have ridden the bus with the others, but I didn't get there in time.

I shivered as I approached the yellow building. The sign outside read SOUTH PARK ELEMENTARY.

I took a sip of coffee, and walked up the steps into the school. I spotted my friends standing not far from the front door.

"Crystal!"

I squealed and jumped as my name was called. A light overhead flickred. I really need to learn how to control my powers.

"Crystal!" I looked up. My friend Hope was running towards me.

"Augh! Hope, you scared me." I told her, causing the light to flicker some more.

"Sorry Crystie." Hope giggled. "Class is going to start soon. Where have you been?"

"I was- gah!- walking because I missed the bus." I explained.

"Okay! Hey did you see what Elsa did to that bully who tried to steal her lunch money?"

I shook my head.

Just then, a boy came running by with his head on fire.

I screamed and jumped back. The light overhead sizzled and went out. A row of closed lockers nearby all flew open.

These powers are gonna be the death of me.

Elsa's POV:

I don't see what was so bad about what I did. I just set his head on fire. I do it all the time.

But now my dad is here because I got in trouble for it. It's not fair. He was trying to take my money. I was only defending myself.

"Elsa?" I looked up. Daddy was here.

"Hi daddy." I greeted him.

"Elsa, can you tell me why you set that kid on fire?" Daddy asked me, sitting in the chair outside the principal's office next to me.

"He was trying to steal my lunch money." I explained. "I was only defending myself."

"I understand that." Daddy said. "But did you really have to set him on fire?"

"He threatened to beat me up if I didn't. Plus poppy told me you set people on fire when you were my age."

Daddy nodded. "Yeah but back then I didn't like anybody. I was a very angry all the time and had kind of a temper. You aren't like that. I see more of your poppy in you than me. You're a sweet girl, Elsa. Please try and not set people up in a fiery inferno. You're better than that."

I nodded. "Okay daddy. I will."

Daddy gave me a hug.

"I have to get to class." I told him. "Mr. Garrison will get mad if I'm late."

Daddy looked confused. "Huh, I thought Craig told me he was a high school teacher."

"He was." I informed him. "But I think he got fired then had to work as the fourth grade teacher after begging for his job back."

Daddy sighed. "Why can't anyone just act normal around here?"

Hope's POV:

"I'll be right back guys, I just have to use the bathroom." I called to my friends.

I dashed across the playground, making my way to the stairs leading inside. I walked up the stairs until I suddenly tripped and went tumbling down to the ground again.

"Hope!" I was pulled to my feet by Destiny. "Are you okay?"

I nodded. I could feel something warm and liquidy drip down the side of my face.

"Sorry about that." A smug and familiar voice said. "But you know the deal. The child of a whore doesn't deserve respect."

"Hey fuck off Coraline!" Vanessa snarled. "No one wants you here."

Coraline Grande is the biggest female bully in our school. She's filthy rich,mean and a total bitch.

"Why?" Coraline scoffed. "It's true."

"AY!" Alice yelled. "Get out of here and leave Hope alone you bitch!"

"Leave me alone you fat slut!" Coraline yelled back.

"AY! I'm not fat, I'm chubby you stupid bitch! Now leave us alone before I kick you square in the nuts!"

"Fat chance!"

Alice and Coraline began to scream and punch each other violently. I began to shake. I hated violence. It made me feel sick.

"Hey fellas look it's snowing!" Destiny cried.

It was normal for it to snow in South Park. It was everyday experience. But it wasn't normal for it to snow when the sky was clear.

Or for the snowflakes to swirl around in a slow circular motion.

Everyone stopped to watch the snowflakes move around in a slowly-moving tornado.

I saw this as a chance to get away. She bolted back up the steps and into the school.

After doing my business, washing off the blood on her face, and shedding a few tears, I felt a little better.

I washed my hands in the girls' bathroom sink. I glanced at my reflection in the mirror.

Curly brown hair, baby blue eyes, fair skin, red rings around my eyes, a cut on my left temple, and a few snowflakes in my hair. I looked worse than I felt.

I reached up and touched the mirror.

A chill filled the room. A thin layer of ice protruded from where my index finger touched the reflective surface. The ice spread until it reached the edges of the mirror.

I shrieked and jumped back. What the hell was that?!

I back up until I reached the wall. Another layer of ice shot up the wall upon contact.

I screeched and scrambled out of the bathroom and down the hall.

What's happening to me?