"Hey everybody!" :waves: thanks to Sokai, GrrArgh & Kaay-chan for reviewing! Here's Chapter 3 for you! Enjoy!

Irma: WAIT JUST ONE SECOND! Why did you have to make ME the depressed one in this story!

Hay Lin: Cause I'm too happy to get depressed!

Irma::gasp: Really? I NEVER knew. :eye roll: Why couldn't it have been Corny instead? Just tell her Caleb went into flower mode again.

:Cornelia comes in, hands glowing green:

Cornelia: I HEARD THAT!

Oooookay then…I think I'll leave now. :runs out of the room as things start blowing up:

Disclaimer: I do not own WITCH or The Wreckers or their song "The Good Kind."

Chapter 3

Krystal Vision & Karaoke

RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINGG!

"Hay Lin!"

The ink ran down the page in mirror of its manipulator's frustration. "WHAT?"

"Irma's on the phone!" Downstairs, her mother was covering the receiver with her hand to block out the noise to Irma and wondering why her normally chipper little daughter seemed so knotted up with anger that evening.

Hay Lin gave a sigh as she slammed her brush down on her desk and spoke into the phone. "Hello?"

"Hey, it's Irma."

"Hey Irma. What's up?"

"Everything okay? You sound a little angry."

"I'm fine. Just working on something."

"Ahh, the temperamental artist strikes the canvas again. I was wondering if you weren't too busy to go out, but since you and your paint set are at war…"

"What did you have in mind?"

"I was going to go sing some karaoke. Wanna come?"

"Okay."

"We'll pick you up in ten minutes."

"I'll be ready."

KRYSTALVISIONKARAOKEKRYSTALVISIONKARAOKEKRYSTALVISIONKAR

Hay Lin, Will, Taranee and even Cornelia sat down around a round table laden with lattes, biscotti, and enough packets of Sweet & Low to feed at least half of Meridian. Irma bolted for the stage the minute she stepped over the threshold of the coffee house door. As she spun around the microphone with ease, Hay Lin had to smile. Singing was the one thing that came naturally to Irma, and now, she was finally going to show it o the world.

Irma whispered the name of her song to the DJ, faced the small but satisfying enough for her first performance crowd, closed her eyes, and felt the music seep into her soul.

"'Do you wanna run away together?
I would say it was your best line ever.
Too bad I fell for it...
And I walked along,
Waiting for you to come along.
Take my tortured heart by the hand.
And write me off.
Do you know I cry?
Do you know I die?
Do you know I cry?
And it's not the good kind..."

And at those words, Hay Lin's world completely dropped out of existence. All she could see now was the ground, drenched with water, like someone was crying themselves a river…

"You forced me to become strong.
And I just cried, being weak.
And you think you know.
And I would like to think so,
But do you know that when you go,
I fall apart.
Do you know I cry?
Do you know I die?
Do you know I cry?
And it's not the good kind.
No, it's not the good kind..."

And then the water started turning red, like someone had just dipped a paintbrush of crimson into the rippling waves…painful, rattling gasps flowed as fast as the clear blue water, growing closer and closer with every word…

"I'm tired of hiding behind these lying eyes,
I'm tired of this smile that even I don't recognize.

And then Hay Lin saw her. Irma was on her back, surrounded by her tainted element…and then Hay Lin saw that the blood was coming from her. Line upon line upon line of red oozed from her heaving body, blanketing the girl in her own draining life. Tears merging with her blood, she finally cracked her eyes open into barely there little slits, and to her horror, Hay Lin saw that they were no longer the beautiful ocean blue orbs she had always admired. They were the lightest gray she had ever seen, practically white, even. She was no longer the princess of water. She was empty, and dying. But why? Hay Lin thought desperately. And then Irma spoke her last soft words: "Hay Lin…I'm so sorry." And then the water took her, her last breath captured up into the wind.

"Do you know I cry?
Do you know I die?
Do you know I cry?
Do you know I cry?
And it's not the good kind...
Do you know I cry?
Do you know I die?
Do you know I cry?
Do you know I cry?
And it's not the good kind...

No, you're not the good kind.
Good kind
No, you're not the good kind.
Good kind
No, you're not the good kind."

Hay Lin came back to earth, and she could feel tears threatening to spill over onto her face. She had just seen one of the candidates for her worst fear take place. Irma's words echoed inside of her mind: "Hay Lin…I'm so sorry." What had she done to cause the death and guilt of her friend? What did it all mean?

She saw that the rest of WITCH had been utterly stunned into silence. Obviously, that wasn't the kind of song they had expected Irma to sing. But the rest of the crowd erupted into applause that could probably have been heard from Candracar. Irma almost floated back to their table.

"So what'd you guys think?" She asked brightly, smiling truly for the first in what seemed to her like forever.

"Um…" was all that came out of Taranee.

"You were awesome!" Will covered, pulling her friend into a hug.

"Not exactly the song we were expecting to hear from you…" Cornelia pointed out.

"…but you were awesome!" Will repeated, flashing Cornelia a look.

Taranee nodded, and Hay Lin just sat there, still in shock from that vision, blinking back the last of her straggling tears.

Irma turned toward her, and Hay Lin was quick to smile widely. "Irma, you were great," she said, wincing as her voice cracked.

"Thanks…" Irma said slowly. "Um, I'll be right back," she said to the others, motioning for Hay Lin to follow her. They both got up and walked over to the area where the pay phones stood at attention.

"Hay Lin, what's wrong? You look like someone just died."

That really didn't help anything. Hay Lin's almost normal eyes grew red again, and she threw her arms around Irma's neck. Irma just returned her friend's desperate embrace, holding her and telling her everything was okay until Hay Lin finally broke away.

"I-"

"We'll talk tomorrow," Irma said understandingly. Hay Lin nodded gratefully and went to the bathroom.

As she splashed freezing water onto her delicate skin, Hay Lin's conscience raged inside of herself, wondering whether she should tell her friend that she might just be a dead guardian walking.

OOOOH I made a cliffie! Lol I'm so proud of myself. Was Hay Lin's vision of Irma real? What did Irma do to Hay Lin to apologize to her? R&R and youll find out! How about we make it…5 reviews & ill update? Okay then! Flames will be used to annoy Cornelia at power practice.