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I stretched and got up. I glanced at the clock. My eyes got wide. It was WAY past the time my alarm clock had been set!

I ran to my bathroom and turned on the shower. I got undressed and made sure the water was cold. I hopped in and did my business.

The cold water was like hail on my skin. Not the cold-ness since my being made of ice, but more like the hard-ness. But it was soft too

I turned off the water and hopped out. I ran to my room and threw on the first shirt I saw, which happened to be a Black Veil Brides shirt. My favorite band. I slid into my skinny jeans and purple converse. Then ran down the steps. I went into the kitchen and saw it was empty. "MOM?" I shouted. She must have already left for work. Maybe she thought I was at school.

I walked over to the fridge and grabbed a juice pouch. I leaned against it. As i drank the pouch, it got harder and harder to drink thought the straw so I pulled it out. I sighed. Around the piece where my mouth went, was a thick layer of ice. Guess my saliva froze it. I looked down at the pouch. Also, around my hand the pouch had frozen there too. I tossed it into the trash and went to the counter. I hopped on it and grabbed a banana.

Now for a little back story: I'm an ice faery. The origin of "my people" come from this place called Crystal Castle. Its like the homeland or whatever for all ice faeries. Being 17, I should have already been sent there or at least wanted to go there. Its dangerous to stay in the real world and at the mercy of whatever happens. But I didn't want it. Neither did my mom. My dad was the King of the Ice Faeries I guess and he was the one who warned my mom about it. He left 3 years after I was born and hasn't been heard from since.

I don't remember him that much but from the stories of the good times him and my mom had, he must have been a great guy. Before he disappeared, he left a few things that I needed as I got older. It was as if he knew he wasn't going to be there with me growing up. He left a pair of magical gloves and a picture of me and him when I was just born. The gloves look like regular finger-less gloves with a pretty rose design on the palm. But really are there to block out the cold of my touch. So that when I hold things or people, I don't freeze them.

I finished my banana and hopped off the counter. I stretched.

Then jumped when I heard a knock on the front door.

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