The States of Matter-Wizard, Magic, and Spells

This is my story for school that I made. I decided to put it here because why not? please don't edit or copy 
trigger warning: death, violence, insane murdery people 
“You will never defeat me!” Bob, the evil wizard shouts. 
“We’ll see about that!” Charlie shouts, giving away our hiding spot. I glare at him. “Sorry” Charlie mumbles. I grab Charlie’s hand and pull him away. Bob shoots a spell at the rock we were just behind, destroying it. I motion for Charlie to go to Linda, and I run at Bob. 
“Lily, what are you doing?” Linda shouts, jumping out of her hiding place. Bob turns in her direction. I tackle him before he can use a spell on Linda. Bob flings me off him. He looks furious. 
“I turn you into a water droplet!” He shouts, pointing at me. I have just enough time to say 
“Wha-?” and then I’m falling, falling, falling...
I land with a gentle sploosh. I look up in time to see the sky, before Bob’s face covers it. And Bob’s face is giant. 
“I have you now!” He cackles. 
“Lily!” Charlie shouts. 
“I turn you into a water droplet!” Bob says, pointing at Charlie. I see Linda tackle him. Bob growls. “You think you can escape my spell?” He says. 
“I think we can!” Linda taunts. She pulls Charlie to his feet and drags him along. Bob throws a spell at them. Linda creates a shield, deflecting the spell back at Bob. Bob creates his own shield as Charlie smashes a silver orb on the grass. Linda and Charlie are gone before Bob has a chance to try to spell them again. 
“At least I have the most powerful of the three of you!” Bob says, lifting up the container I’m in. That’s when I realise: I’m a water droplet. An actual water droplet. Of all the things Bob could have turned me into, he chose a water droplet. What? Also, why does Bob think I’m the most powerful of Charlie, Linda and me? 
I don’t even have magic” I inform him. Bob snort-laughs. 
“Is that what you think?” He asks. “I guess you’re even stupider than I thought"
“At least my face doesn’t look like a pig’s butt” I say. Bob growls. He hurls the container I’m stuck in. It turns out, the container is glass. Shards of glass are scattered across the grass. I try to run, but water droplets don’t have legs. I hear Bob cursing. I realise I’m too small for him to see me. Duh! I’m a tiny little water droplet. 
Bob smashes his own silver orb on the grass. Then he’s gone. I try to slide around but I can’t. I hate being a water droplet. Why did Bob turn me into a water droplet? Why couldn’t he turn me into a pig, or a bird, or a fish or something? Wait, not a fish. If Bob turned me into a fish, I would be flopping around right now, trying to breathe. Or I would be dead. Probably dead. Did Bob think he could kill me easier if I was a water droplet? It seems difficult to kill a water droplet, but I could be wrong. What do water droplets even do, evaporate? I wonder if Bob has turned anyone else into a water droplet. There is Bobby, Bob’s twin brother who disappeared. That happened before Bob went all crazy and murderous though, so probably not.
Being a water droplet is sooo boring. There’s nothing to do. Literally nothing. I’ve only been stuck as a water droplet for a few hours, and I’m already bored out of my mind. It’s also hot. It wasn’t anywhere near this hot when I became a water droplet. I feel like I could float, I’m so hot. 
Wait, isn’t that what water droplets do, get so hot they evaporate and float? At least, that’s what the humans came up with, and the wizards in my home world decided that it was true. 
I scatter, becoming tiny little pieces, floating up, up, up. I guess I’m evaporating. It’s so weird. I’m a bunch of little pieces,  but I can feel all of them. Somehow, I can see through all of the little pieces of myself. It’s a lot. My brain is overwhelmed. All the images, most of them close but with small differences, pieces that are cut out from different images, new pieces added in, is making my brain tired. And then a goose flies by, honking it’s head off. All the noise and pictures and the horrible, nasty smell of the goose is too much for my tired brain. I think the goose found a way to wherever it is humans live, went swimming in one of their sewers, and then came back. As I let the darkness wash it all away, I hope that by some miracle, I’ll wake up as myself again.
When I wake up, I’m not water vapor drifting through the air, but I’m also not myself. I’m cold, and all I see is white. Fluffy white stuff that looks like snow. I’m in one piece again. I study my surroundings, trying to figure out where I am. What do water droplets do after they evaporate? 
I think back to the lessons I had, with Charlie, Linda, and a whole lot of other people. First water droplets evaporate. Then, if I remember correctly, they condense into clouds. That’s probably where I am now. Then water droplets fall from the sky, when the cloud gets too heavy to support all the water. That can be snow, rain, or hail. The water collects in lakes, oceans, rivers, and ponds or can freeze into ice. Then it evaporates again. If the water freezes, it melts first. 
Unless I can figure out how to turn back into a wizard, that’s what I’ll be doing for the rest of my life. And the rest of my life will probably be eternity. I sigh. 	
How the heck am I supposed to turn back into a wizard? A wizard with no magic, but still a wizard. Maybe if I find some magic? 
Magic can be in a liquid form, so if I could touch it somehow, maybe that would work. First I would have to find magic. Magic is rare. There’s magic laced through the water we drink and the food we eat. That magic activates abilities, if the person has any, but not until somebody turns twelve. The magic also replenishes the person’s abilities, keeping them at their full strength. Once powers are activated, there’s no turning them off though. Magic also comes in a liquid form. It’s incredibly rare. If I can somehow find some, maybe I can use it to turn myself back into a wizard. If I can find any. I doubt I will. 
Maybe Charlie or Linda could turn me back. Mostly Linda. Charlie... isn’t that smart. I just need to find them. Somehow. Now I have two half-formed plans that might not even work. Awesome.
I’m a cloud for a few days. It’s cold and moist. I don’t know how I can feel the moistness. I’m a water droplet. How do I feel moistness? I blame Bob. I think his spell went a little.. wrong. I’m a water droplet, but I can still talk and feel moistness.
The cloud is more gray and stormy than white and fluffy now. I think it’s going to rain soon. A few minutes later the first drops start to fall. Then a few more. Soon there’s a full out storm. The storm only lasts a few minutes. A quick, sudden shower, gone as quick as it came. I’m still in the cloud. I can feel the wind pushing it. 
The inside of the cloud is becoming white and fluffy again. The rain was a few hours ago. The cloud is still moving, slower now, with not as much wind pushing it along. It’s getting noticeably colder. There’s a sudden blast of wind, and the cloud is rushing along. The wind dies down; the cloud comes to a stop. 
A few hours later, it snows. I fall down, with all the other little white crystals of cold loveliness. I thought being in the cloud was cold, but being snow is freezing. It might be worth it though, because I can see all the patterns in the other snowflakes. Delicate little flowers, tiny butterfly wings, intricate patterns of shapes, all of them shimmering with blue and sparkling. Tiny crystals of wonderful beauty.
Also, cold. Very, very cold. And then I land, in the sparkling, perfect blue water. I melt. I’m a water droplet again.
I drift in the ocean that is actually a lake. As a water droplet, it seems like the ocean. It’s colder than ice water. I try to swim. I can’t. But I can make myself sink and float. I try to warm myself that way. It doesn’t work.
Over the course of the week, the water pulls together. It freezes into a thin layer of ice covering the lake. It creates a cool look in the rest of the lake. Not much light comes through the ice, but what does is sort of blueish.
I drift towards the top. I can see the sky and the trees filtered through the blueish ice. I stay for hours. I watch the sunset, all the color lost. I notice how cold it is. The sky long ago turned black. 
I try to float slowly back down, to the bottom of the lake. I can’t move. I peer down. Instead of the lake water that I was expecting, I find crystal-y ice. All around me, nothing but ice and cold. So much cold. Like there’s no warmth left in the universe. All the warmth was sucked away.
I drift into sleep. This is the first time I’ve slept since becoming a water droplet.
I’m frozen inside a giant ice cube. Tall trees surround me. A wolf howls. Light, far in the distance. Coming closer, closer. Branches crashing. Smoke. Water dripping down my face. The ice is gone, melted by the wildfire. Then the fire is upon me. I scream.
I’m floating. I watch the fire burn the forest away. Reduce it to ash. The wind whips my face, my hair, my hands, my feet. It pulls me along.
I’m inside a cloud again. The wind guides the cloud. 
A few hours later the cloud stops. I hear shouting. I wiggle and look down. I should be too high up to see what’s happening, but I can see Charlie and Linda fighting Bob. There’s other wizards with them, all laying on the grass. Either unconscious or dead. I feel more than see other clouds close in. The cloud turns grey. I’m the first drop of rain to fall. Down, down, down. I land on Bob’s back. As I slide down his shirt, I see a sudden flash of an image. A wolf, transforming into a girl. I transform from a water droplet into a person again. Bob lets out a high pitched girly shriek. Charlie and Linda are gaping at me. 
“Miss me?” I ask. Bob takes advantage of my momentary distraction and fling me off. I go flying back and leap to my feet. Bob shoots a spell at me. Charlie flies across the grass and knocks me down. 
“Charlie!” Linda shrieks.
“I love you” Charlie breathes. Tears stream down my face. Charlie’s eyes close. I pull myself to my feet and turn to Bob. 
“I think this might be funner than if you died first” he says. I leap at him. I don’t care that he’s on the other side of the field. The wind keeps me aloft. I land feet first on Bob. “Owchie!” he shrieks. He shoots a spell at Linda, who’s kneeling by Charlie. I flick my hand. A sudden gust of wind knocks Linda over. The wind swirls around me, lifting me off the ground. I float. 
Bob tries to spell me. A snap of my fingers sends the spell away. I snap my fingers again, and conjure a flame. I extend my hand and watch shadows envelop it. I allow the shadows and the flame to merge, to form one ball of shadowy flame.
“Please don’t kill me!” Bob pleads. “I’ll do anything! Give you anything you want! Please, don’t kill me!”“
You killed Charlie” I say. There’s no mercy in my voice. 
I throw the ball of shadowy flame at Bob. The fire leaks inside of him. It burns away his life force from the inside. I know what is happening, even though I cannot see it. I drift to the ground and run to Charlie. Linda is sobbing at his side. 
“Is he dead?” I ask. Linda is sobbing too hard to answer. I wait for Charlie’s chest to rise and fall, for him to take a breath. He doesn’t. 
I press my hand against his chest. 
“His heart is still beating” I tell Linda. 
“So he’s alive?” she asks. I nod.
“He needs a medic though” 
“Where are we going to find a medic?” Linda asks, her voice high pitched and wobbly. She starts sobbing again.
I see another glimpse of an image. The girl who was a wolf, kneeling beside a bleeding woman. Enveloping her with a ball of light. 
I let instinct take over. I take a deep breath and draw light to my fingertips. I feel like I’ve been doing it forever. The light wraps itself around Charlie’s boby. 
Linda stops sobbing and looks up.
“Lily, what are you do-” she starts to ask, but I put a finger to my lips. She falls silent. The light sinks into Charlie. A few seconds later, he opens his eyes. 
“Charlie, you brave idiot!” I scold him, tears leaking down my face. 
“Saving you was worth it” Charlie says. I help him up. “Shh, don’t cry” he says. Charlie leans over and brushes a tear from my face.
“I’ll go find a medic” Linda says, a coy smile spreading across her face. A moment later she’s gone. 
“Don’t ever scare me like that again” I tell Charlie.
“I won't,” he says. “Because now you know you can heal me” I roll my eyes.
“Don’t make me smack you,” I warn him.
“I’m so scared!” Charlie says in mock terror. I sigh.
I lean in and whisper “I love you too” in Charlie’s ear.
“Does that mean you’d rather kiss than talk?” He asks. I laugh.
“What am I going to do with you?” I say.
“Kiss me, you fool!” Charlie says. He pulls me close and I press my lips against his.
The end!