Becky and Clay, the popular couple

The bell finally rang so we could talk for real.

“Sarah! What about the power couple?! Bitchy Becky deserves to be knocked down a peg or two, and if we get to have fun with Clay as well…seems worth it to me!”

“Ooo, I like it!” I’d been thinking of things to try ever since Rachel’s mind told me this already. “So, what do you want to try first?”

“Well, first we need to find her, it’s no fun if we can’t see what we make her do.” Rachel didn’t even seem to notice as I stood closer to her and gently held her hand with my own.

“Ah, good point. Also, I don’t have her number. Do you?”

“Fuck me, no I don’t!” I pulled my hand away from hers and snaked my arm around her waist as we stood side-by-side in front of my locker.

“Ok then, first task is to get her phone number. It might take a bit of effort, but we can do it!” Interesting. I wasn’t sure how she would interpret my instructions, but it seemed like she was comfortable enough with me touching her that she barely even noticed it. One more small experiment just to confirm how well it worked.

“Yeah, who do you think we could get her number from? She would never just give us her number herself.”

“You’re probably right. Wait, we could use your phone to convince someone else to give us her number. Let’s look through our contacts to find someone with her number.”

She didn’t even stop talking as my hand slid down her side and gently cupped her right butt cheek. I was careful to make sure I wasn’t spotted, I didn’t need a reputation at school for this. But I gave her a soft squeeze and a gentle pat as she finished talking and confirmed she was basically unaware of my touch. That would be fun!

It took us through the next class period to finally get Becky’s number. We actually got Clay’s number first, but we had both. It turned out Rachel had one of Clay’s friends in her contacts (something about a party she was invited to once). It only took a few messages to convince his mind to give us Clay’s number, and another 3 to convince Clay’s mind to give us Becky’s. Armed with access to Becky’s mind, we started the conversation.

S: hey Becky, this is Sarah

B: hey Sarah!

S: where are you?

B: im at one of the tables outside the cafeteria

S: what are you doing?

B: just talking to my friends

“Ask her something embarrassing!”

S: how many guys have you had sex with?

B: I’m not telling you that

“What?! Why?!” Rachel was goofy when she was mad.

S: why not?

B: we aren’t close and that is really personal

S: so if we were closer would you tell me?

B: sure

“Fuck, how do we get closer with her?!”

“Well, maybe if I am **** with her mind I can convince her mind to be **** with me?”

“Ugh, too hard right now. Let’s go find her!”

Two minutes later we were seated outside and could see Becky laughing and smiling with friends. It seemed whatever we tried to make her do, it would take some convincing since she wasn’t even answer any question yet.