I woke up Wednesday morning and sat up in my bed, right away thinking of what Max told me the day before. Unfortunately, I had grown so used to waking up late, the time flew by before I could wake up in time to catch the bus. Hoping that I was under control I looked at my hand and wiggled my small fingers to ensure nothing would happen. Excitement filled me completely when I saw that nothing did. No crazy uncontrolled whip of ice shooting from across the room. Just to ensure that I, indeed regained control, I placed my hand over the lamp sitting next to my bed and willed a small slate of frost to crawl down the length of the shade. I grinned in a delighted feeling and hopped out of the bed and jumped into the shower.
Because it had been such a long time, I decided to wear something
