Looking each over in her hand, Sahara picks the white one. Not even stopping to think, she drops it in her mouth and swallows. The pill tastes a bit like peppermint, not bad but still weird. After a while, she starts to feel cold...
Quickly she runs into the family's living room and grabs a coat.
' Surly it can't be to cold inside! ' Sahara thought. But yet here she was still freezing.
Finding a pair of winter pants, she slips them on.
' What was in that pill?! '
Still the coat and pants weren't really helping. ' The cold must be inside me. Did the pill make me, like, super sick? ' wondered Sahara.
Then, as soon as it had started, the feeling dissipated leaving her feeling quite warm under all the layers.
' Now what? ' she thought, taking them right back off, some what annoyed.
And then the opposite happened.
She felt like she was burning up.
Sighing, Sahara skipped over to the temperature gage, and pressed it all the way to 40%. That was the lowest it could go. And that meant something was seriously wrong with her.
Suddenly she felt the sudden building of power in her hands. Not even knowing ( or caring ) what she was doing, Sahara pointed her finger tips at the couch. An icy flow seemed to travel though her, reaching her finger tips and bursting through. A stream of cold hit the couch. It froze. She had frozen the couch.
' Awesome. ' ...