Frost Mark

A scream left my lips, as the vase I was holding turned to ice, and shattered near my. My hands, now covered in cuts were pale, I watched as my tan skin turned pale in horror. I made my way to the bathroom in my room and turned the sink on, and threw my hands in at once. I looked up at the mirror to see the last of my red hair going white, My usually red tinted eyes where now blue, almost white, my skin paler then I had ever seen it. I looked like a cold vampire but I was not a cold vampire, I was a warm one, my specialty was fire, not ice, my blood was warm not cold. The sink was no longer water but ice,
I melt ice not make ice! I screamed to myself. But it must have not been a silent scream because my roommate and best friend Charlie Hamilton ran into the bathroom.
"Zoe?" she whispered "Is that you?"
I looked over at her and nodded, I now looked very much like her given she was a cold vampire.
"What happened?" She shrieked
"I don't know" a tear left my eye and froze to my face.