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The water started to pelt Avaron, a smirk graced her face.

"Little tricks is it Jeph. Is that how you fight? Maybe you're not even made to fight." She said.

She wasn't completely happy about the papers, but whatever. She wanted a fight, so she picked one. She snapped her fingers twice. The shower of cold water, now became a shower of hard ice. There were still small puddles of water scattered around the floor. She pointed to every single one of them, and snapped at them. Turning them to ice. She turned back to Jeph.

'If he can control techology, well. That's what I'm guessing right now, this is his territory. No, he must think that I'm too smart to get any deeper into this mess. Well, he's right. How can I defeat him, but not hurt him at the same time. Well, let's think. Wait, no. No time to think. Oh, god. How am I going to play this out. I should have never picked a fight without a plan. God, dammit!' Her thoughts started to mess with her powers, but she didn't even notice. As she was too caught up in her mind.

Roots started to shoo upward from the ground randomly, the ice turned to water, spread and then turned to ice again. Then she snapped back into reality.

"Oh god. It happen again. Not again, not now!" She shouted.

Her powers weren't stable, when she got into thought. She usually made plans before hand, but she had just jumped on the fight. She didn't plan anything, god. This was going to kill her. Her parents always said to take the Gift Control lessons after school, but she had always denied doing those things. She went back into deep thought. She had her hands behind her back, tucked into her pockets, where they could give no commands.