Ecology and Ritual Arts

Somehow, Jessica was starting to wonder if maybe it would've been better to stay naked in the nurse's office and wait for Simon to teleport her to the car.

The moment he started not being afraid and emboldened was the moment she should have known better.

Now she walked the halls with her breasts held back by a red and black plaid-half-cup bra with black straps on her shoulders as her only top.

Red heels clicked on the floor when she walked, thin black dress socks running up her legs to just above her knees, while a pleated matching plaid skirt covered up past her navel but barely reached under her ass, while the bra's matching bikini panties hugged her skin and greeted any on-looker when she bent over. Her long blonde locks flowing and parted off to the right over her shoulder and partially blocked her eye.

Why did Master have to make her look like such a tease?

They now openly walked the hallways next to each other as the final period had come to a close, and the remaining student body either fled from the building as fast as they could or went off to their various clubs and activities.

Eyes and whispers of those still there looked at them, but Simon hadn't seemed as bothered by their new status as she was.

"So much for being the Queen of Eastlake High…"

Her Master turned and looked at her, "You’re still the Queen around here, Jess. That didn’t change.”

She pouted disappointingly and looked up at him with a depressed sigh, “Oh yeah? Then why is everyone looking at me differently?”

Simon looked up in the air as if it was no big deal, just stating the obvious from his mouth as he always had on their way to find her more energetic of friends.

“Because you’re my Queen, now.”

He shrugged at it, but the answer made her freeze up in stunned silence.

They really hadn’t changed her life for the most part all day. Her status was still not in question.

His, however, was.

Jessica bit her lip nervously with a blush. Her heart fluttered at the boy’s now open possessiveness of her. Her emerald eyes looked up at him as she ducked her face to hide.

She should be angry with him talking that way, shouldn’t she?

“You okay?”

His voice tore the genie from her thoughts as the blonde snapped her head up out of nervousness, showing the flush on her cheeks, “I-I’m fine!”

She clicked her newfound heels together, rushing to catch up with him, clutching her bookbag, and trying her best to remember where she could find the brunette. Her curiosity was coming back to her.

“Master, I’m trying to understand. Why Cassie?”

Simon’s face went blank, and then a sudden wave of nervous energy started coming out with a laugh, “I need to ask her question about something she mentioned earlier….”

“Cassie really talks a lot. I couldn’t keep up between her answers or whenever she’d pop in front of me to ask a question! It really threw me off….”

The blonde suddenly giggled as his voice trailed off on the outside to the one inside his head. She smiled and remembered back, “You made me laugh in my study group asking me. Did she interrogate you? Hm?”

He slumped forward and smiled in defeat, “She’s really perceptive….”

Jessica rolled her eyes, “Tell me about it. You know she helped me create my party playlist, right? It was like having a psychological session!”

“Those are helpful sometimes,” he mumbled.

She scoffed, “Not when you’re just trying to tell her you just want dance music and not a fucking rave.”

“You know a glow-in-the-dark outfit for you would be fun….”

The genie felt her cheeks puff up out of the suggestion leaking out of her Master’s silly head. Simon would have to get some uber headphones or fix his sensitivity to go to any rave party. She would have to avoid the punch.

She frowned with her arms crossing under her breasts, “I won’t freak out about it, but I don’t understand what you have planned with Kevin.”

Her eyes glanced up at him suspiciously, the sun still shining in from the windows on their right, “He thinks I’m nothing now to him anyway.”

Simon stopped himself and turned to face her, propping himself against one of the window panes, his eyebrow raised, “Jess, do you remember our project from Environmental Sciences class last semester?”

“I remember it being about animals and being a pain in the ass to do the slideshow,” she admitted. The blonde raised an eyebrow, “I know I tried to block yours out, but it was about wolves, right?”

He nodded as she tried to see his point, “What about it?”

Her Master held out his hands as he motioned them to help convey his message, “This is just as a comparison, but one of the things I learned is that wolves have a stricter social hierarchy. You have the obvious, the Alpha’s, Male and Female, the Beta’s, and so on, but then you also have an Omega. Alpha is always on top, and the Omega is always on the bottom.”

Jessica started to piece together where he was going with his discussion. Simon continued to use his hands to illustrate for her.

“So the Omega is always the scapegoat among the others in the pack; usually, the runt of the litter, and scrawnier or weaker. It always is **** to eat after every other pack member gets a turn. It’s the instigator, used for stress relief among the others, and also is most likely to be tossed out from the pack if it fails too hard in challenging other seniors to improve its standing.”

Simon moved his hand higher from the lower position, “That’s compared to the Alpha Male, who is the top amongst all the pack. He gets everything. First dibs on food, mates, asserts his position through gestures while fighting off pretenders or would-be challengers. If the Alpha gets taken out, then either a Beta or another challenger takes their place.”

The blonde wished she had paid attention to all of this when he gave his presentation before. Though it probably would have been lost on her, unlike now, where she now understood what Simon was explaining to her in this instance.

“So, if Eastlake were a Wolfpack, then Brad would’ve been the Alpha, and Kevin the Omega, right?”

He nodded and smiled proudly, “Good job, Jess.”

Yeah, she was awesome like that. She nodded to herself with pride. She totally knew that’s where he was going with that!

If only because of a wish he made to understand him, but it still counted!

“So then, I’m the Alpha Female, right?”

“Usually, but not in this case.”

Her face pouted. Master knew she was the Alpha Female! The genie looked up at her auburn-haired Master again and saw him being serious.

“You’re the prey.”

She felt her mouth shut and become dry as her eyes widened at the description. She shook her head, now worried by his definition, “H-How am I the prey?”

“Wolves are predators, Jess. The Alpha just got taken out, and the Omega is on its own smelling fresh blood.”

Simon sighed as he rubbed his face and looked back at her, his face taking on a concerned tone, “I’m going to have to ask you to act a certain way the next time we see Kevin, Jess. He’s hungry, and he thinks he’s finally found something to satisfy him, and for him to leave you alone, I’ll need to give Kevin something to satisfy that craving. He will be on guard, and the fact I beat Brad in a fight will make him feel more emboldened. The moment he overheard you talking with your Mom, he knew he didn’t just have a way out of being the Omega, but becoming a new Alpha of his own forest.”

Her Master sighed as he looked away from her and out the window, his body becoming rigid as she continued to look at him as he frowned.

“People aren’t wolves, but there’s still a social ecosystem in place here. Teachers, Principals, Coaches, Staff, they all see themselves as cogs in a machine, most of them entering with good intentions, most losing them to the system. Meanwhile, we’re all told and given the same expectations when we enter here and have the same expectations when we leave. The sad truth is, we’re told things will happen a certain way, just like they were told before us. Then, once we reach a certain point, they send us out into the world to fend for ourselves.”

His eyes looked back at her, “So the student body lives in its own ecosystem that was built for them, and we take on the expectations of others, the ones on top live like Kings and Queens, while those on the bottom struggle amongst themselves attempting to claw their way out and survive. Everyone dealing with their own personal struggle along with the expectations being thrown on top of them by everyone around them.”

Her Master smiled sadly at her at that moment, “Some people allow themselves to give into them. Others don’t. Brad as the Alpha, Kevin as the Omega, they both gave into that. Plus, it’s High School. No one wants to think or understand this fucking shit. They have finals and parties to worry about, learning how to drive a car. We’re just kids, and we’re expected not to snap or break when trying to come to terms with growing up. Not all of us make it.”

“Master, how… how can you allow yourself to think about these things?”

He let out a quiet laugh, “I was lonely, and trapped inside my own head with no one to talk to, Jess. I’m used to being on the peripheral, watching and listening, and looking in with my camera.”

Jessica wanted to cry again. Not so much for the content of his words, but at the admission of his own loneliness.

She hated being alone, and the thought of anyone else alone that she cared about often triggered a response out of her; a sudden trip out to dinner or into town. Making them do things that would help put a smile or a laugh on their faces—wanting to please them and herself in ways where they felt thankful to her personally afterward. No one deserved to be alone.

Simon’s screaming and refusal at the idea of wiping Kevin’s mind made more sense to her.

“But you’re still my friend, and you’re the only fucking person right now besides Jess that I can actually talk to about what’s going on! In the whole of our fucking reality! Three people!”

Her Master didn’t want his friends to be alone, either. Even those as much of a bastard as Kevin was; just to keep him from becoming something worse.

Just like she did.

She looked at her auburn-haired young man and remembered how Simon and Kevin interacted differently with her and her friends. Kevin was always the one provoking them, but Master hadn’t. Instead, she had just been bothered by the way he always looked at her.

Not trying to cause problems for her, but the feeling of loneliness without her, remembering when they were close.

Simon didn’t want anyone else to go through that. But, even so, her Master wanted her to know how he felt about her. In doing so, she remembered her life with him, but also what it was like to feel lonely.

That she had also felt alone.

“To protect you, Sam, even Kevin from himself, I need to let him have an opportunity to make himself the Alpha without being paranoid. The easiest way for that to happen is….”

“By me being the bait,” she interrupted with a solemn understanding, “Kevin told me he wants me to suffer. He knows I’m the prize, so unless he’s fed, he’ll keep hunting me. He sees me as inferior to him, and being what I am, he wants to remind me and humiliate myself for his enjoyment. But I don’t belong to him. I belong to you.”

Jessica’s hands clenched, and she felt the fabric of her plaid skirt. Then, she rolled her eyes with a depressed sigh. Simon pushed himself off the wall and readied them to walk ahead again. Her Master sent his next point telepathically to keep it from prying ears that could be listening.

“That’s why I did what I did to you in the nurse’s office with Sam, Jess. In order to get Kevin off your back and focused on something else, you and I will have to do a bit of roleplay. I need to make Kevin not see you as a threat anymore, so I need to make him let his guard down enough to accept my offer.”

He motioned for her to start walking forward of him with a reassuring smile, “Which is why we need to talk to Cass about something, so I can make sure it would actually work.”

The blonde scantily-clad bombshell nodded in understanding, “Because you’re the real Alpha.”

“No,” he disagreed with a shake of his head, “I’m not a wolf in this situation either, Jess.”

She raised an eyebrow curiously, “So, what does that make you then?”

Simon turned back and looked at her with a stoic face, “I’m the Hunter with a gun and the Prey, waiting for Wolves.”

“You know I should be more scared of you saying stuff like that, right?”

“Eh? What do you mean? I thought it was a good comparison! You know humans altered the entire ecosystem by nearly killing off all the wolves, right? Why do you think Deer are such dicks?” he responded with a reemergence of his usual nervous laugh.

She shook her head with a laugh, rolling her eyes, “You dork.”

Maybe the genie should text Cassie to make sure she was still around the mat room. But at that moment, an alert sounded on her phone. Jessica looked down at it.

I can’t fucking believe what’s happening right now!

Sam’s sudden text made Jessica concerned as she immediately texted back.

What do you mean, what’s wrong? Is Master in trouble?

She went wide-eyed and immediately tried to stop the text from sending when she realized she had written Simon’s title down instead of name.

Thankfully, Sam hadn’t noticed.

NO! NOT AT ALL! D: Don’t get me wrong! I’m thrilled my brother won’t get expelled, but he’s really stirred up one hell of a hornets' nest! I ran into Chris outside the Office. He says he told them about how that fucker planned to attack my brother and how he tried to stop it. I don’t know what’s being said, but there’s a full-blown screaming match going on inside Ferguson’s Office!

Holy shit.

“Um, Master?” she stopped him in his tracks and pulled him off into a nearby empty hallway, still following along on her phone.

Simon looked confused by her actions and saw she was still reading, “Something wrong?”

She looked up from her phone, “Sam texted. My idea to wish you out of trouble worked, she’s at the Principal’s office.”

He raised an eyebrow worriedly, “And?”

The genie shook her blonde head of hair, “Apparently, there’s a fight going on right now in the Principal’s office over what happened….”

Sam’s following text popped up.

Holy shit, the School Cop looks PISSED. Ferguson is in there with the football coach and a couple of staff!

Jessica’s emerald eyes widened as she relayed the information to her Master, “The school police officer just walked out of the office….”

JESS. THE COP WANTS TO CHARGE BRAD AND TAKE HIM IN. HOLY SHIT. NOW RANKEN IS FLIPPING OUT.

“Um, he wants to arrest Brad, but the football coach is arguing with him.”

Simon’s eyes widened as he took a moment to register what was going on, “Damn. Really?”

Cop is holding up cellphone videos different people took, says he has enough to book him on premeditated **** and the other players with him as accessories. Ferguson is trying to reason with him to let the school handle it.

“The principal wants the school to handle it internally.”

Her Master shook his head and scoffed, unsurprised, “Of course they are.”

HOLY FUCK. THEY HAVE TO FORFEIT THE GAME ON FRIDAY.

What!

Jessica’s eyes widened, her fingers quickly typing back as fast as she could to her friend.

OMG, WHAT. FORFEIT? WHY?

BECAUSE THE ASSHOLE WHO TRIED TO BEAT MY BROTHER JUST GOT HALF THE OFFENSE SUSPENDED!

“They have to cancel the football game,” her voice announced dumbfounded.

Her Master became confused as he shook his own head in disbelief, “Wait, what now?”

She looked at Simon again as she propped her plaid-clad form against the wall, looking up at the ceiling, “Brad and the football team, they were going for the perfect season. The local news was going to film for highlights. They haven’t lost all year, and we were going to perform at halftime. Coach gave us the routine ahead of time and everything. Now it’s just….”

“Ah,” her Master frowned and sighed against the wall next to her, “I’m sorry, Jess.”

Her eyes looked up at him as she became skeptical, “Why would you be sorry? It’s not like you’re going to lose anything from this.”

The auburn-haired young man slumped his shoulders as he looked at her, feeling guilty, “Yeah, but you’re still the head cheerleader. You like doing that stuff, and I kind of ruined that with all this.”

She glanced away with a frown, “Don’t feel guilty about that. Maybe they’ll find a way to bring the game back with the JV players filling in. Besides, you have bigger things to worry about.”

They removed themselves from the wall, and Jessica checked back with the other text she had sent out, finding an update, along with another from Sam. Simon was taking a moment to get out his phone and look over and check his messages.

“Cassie’s still in the aerobics area, so she’ll meet us in the break area,” the genie informed him.

“And Kevin’s going to be distracted for a bit. It looks like Senora Peralez didn’t like people talking about the fight in class. Seems he got badgered by the others over it and landed himself in detention,” her Master informed back with a sigh.

The news of Kevin’s stay in detention made the blonde scoff with a smirk. Her cheer coach had been just as ruthless against the nerd as the Captain, and the majority of the squad had.

Which made them all targets.

The lesson her Master just gave her and the realization that Simon still had planned to provide her sworn enemy, some sort of power, now made those memories more alarming. She was beginning to understand how the other side had thought about these things instead of just assuming or not having to care.

Master would deal with Kevin in a way that would protect those he cared about and keep them safe. Anything else was an accepted risk.

The blonde looked at the latest text from his sister.

I can’t fucking believe this. The Principal is actually nervous about legal repercussions from BRAD’S Family if they’re **** to expel him. His Dad is one of those legal hotshots with connections. Ranken is going off about some scouts he had called for Friday. The Cop’s determined to have Brad booked.

FUCKING RANKEN CALLED MY BROTHER A RETARD D< WTAF. Just got reprimanded! Serves him right!

Then the third text in the thread.

And we have our first mention of you! Congrats, Jess. Someone had video of Brad tossing you to the floor when you tried to stop him! Now they’re talking about how your Dad would react compared to Brad’s.

The cheerleader was not really fond of having to watch the highlights of something she had just went through. Now there was the added bonus of one rich family pitted against the other. Her father would not react well to this.

She shrunk herself nervously at the thought of her father becoming annoyed with her school. Jessica had to beg and plead with him and Stephanie not to send her off to boarding school somewhere by herself instead of Eastlake with her friends. Once again, the thought of being alone terrifying the genie.

“Daddy’s not going to react well.”

Jessica glanced down at the screen as her phone vibrated again.

Oh shit. Superintendent just walked in past me with a couple of cops. I gotta run, almost late for Volleyball anyway. Don’t get lost with my brother or else I won’t give you a ride home!

“Probably best for you to stay out of sight, Master,” she announced.

The auburn-haired teen nodded upon seeing the concern in her facial expression. She just wanted her Master and friend not to get into trouble, allowing a wish she wanted without thought.

There were consequences.

His voice in her head caught her attention again as she looked up at him, “We need to talk to Cassie, then I can get everything in order for Kevin. We’ll meet with him again after detention and closer to five when my sister gets out of practice.”

With that, the genie led her Master through the school to where the brunette with streaks was practicing.

She should’ve been more ready for the conversation changes.

“What! No way! Really! That’s SO MEAN!”

Cassie was upside down, propping herself up on one hand as she kept the rest of her body stretched out above her. The brunette pressing her fingers to hop and let her back fall onto the training mat with a bounce.

She then leaped back onto her bare feet, ran over to her Master, and leaned forward, “I’m glad you’re okay, Simon!”

Her enthusiasm caused him to laugh nervously and scratch his head as Jessica tried to register what was happening. But, unfortunately, Cassie’s seemingly endless supply of sugar high led her to clap her hands in front of her face and puff her cheeks in a pout, then exhaling.

The blonde had to remember to keep her footing in the high red heels she found herself wearing, but her fellow cheerleader also noticed that as well.

“Whoa, Captain, where’d you get that outfit?”

Jessica snapped herself back into her usual attitude when dealing with her teammate’s spunk, with the young woman's curious big eyes on her.

“Cassie, not the time.”

Cassie’s arms flailed around as she suddenly became nervous, “Right, right! Sorry Cap! I just…”

“Man, I need to learn how to do that,” Simon let out an audible huff.

The young woman hopped over to her book bag and shoes, keeping her spandex shirt and shorts on instead of changing back into the blue top with a sleeve sticking out from the zipper. She was still somewhat upset by the news of the fight and what had happened that day.

“That explains why Tiffany started texting that you were going crazy,” the brunette informed, then stomping her foot in anger.

“I can’t believe she’d do that to you! All because Simon’s your friend!”

Jessica’s emerald eyes widened as they began darting around at the revelation that someone knew she was close with the boy. She immediately clamped a hand over Cassie’s mouth.

“How do you know that!” she hissed in a paranoid whisper.

Cassie began talking against her hand, waving her arms, causing the genie to sigh and release her friend’s mouth. The brunette pixie was smiling and explaining, “Because that’s….”

She covered her mouth in realization, her big brown eyes looking up at her Master apologetically, “Oh gosh! I’m sorry, my big mouth!”

Cassie looked at the genie again, “I kept asking him about what happened, and he said you used to be friends, and when you said you stayed at Sam’s house, I kind of put it together that you two were hanging out….”

Jessica rubbed her forehead as her friend gave her the large puppy-dog eyes with a pout, “It just seemed so fun to me, y’know? Simon’s always so nice! Why can’t we all just be friends?”

The blonde relaxed and slumped her shoulders, shaking her head, “Cass, listen. Master needed your help with something. That’s why I wanted to meet up. Also, to get him out of the hallways.”

Cassie’s hair bounced along with her head as the brunette looked interested out of curiosity, “Oh? Like what?”

The genie sat frozen for the next 30 minutes trying to wrap her head around what was going on. Her bouncy cheerleader teammate continued to explain strange information about magic and magical artifacts to her Master, who was writing something down like a madman.

Jessica thought she had to pull an intervention on Cassie last summer at cheer camp when she seemed more interested in becoming some witch than winning sectionals. The way the bubbly girl would get so interested in specific topics was adorable when it helped the blonde but annoying when it wasn’t relevant.

She had enough material to discuss the young woman’s attempts to talk to her cat to get her through life after school.

During this, Jessica found her Master had seemed to stop listening at some point. Then came the familiar surge of pleasure shot through her without warning.

“I wish I could fucking edit and write what I wanted without making a damn error!”

A moan escaped her lips as she sunk further into her chair, trying to keep her new outfit dry on its first day. She darted her eyes over to her Master with a scowl.

He had begun shaking his head and rubbing it again, feeling a bit dizzy. Then immediately smiled and let out a delightful laugh as he ran through his writings again.

“I fucking love you, Jess. So fucking much. You have no idea.”

She smiled and let out a happy giggle as the feeling of warmth and enthusiasm washed over her again, along with her Master’s feelings of relief.

He seemed to be winding himself up with whatever he had been writing about. She turned her emerald green eyes on Cassie as Simon suddenly walked over to one of the computers to open his cloud drive.

“Hey, Cassie. Why did people waste so much time crafting items like you’re talking about?”

The brunette tilted her head, “Oh. Because they thought they would work! People made all sorts of things to appease religious deities or try and absorb magical energies. There's tons of journals and stories about trying to make alchemy work or summon spirits, but it’s like, they never had the power to make it work. It’s really weird! Like something gave people the idea this could actually work, y’know! So maybe there’s some kind of magic that actually existed. Spooky, right?”

“Uh, yeah. Sounds like it,” Jessica felt her voice trailing off as she looked over to her Master still obsessively working on something and working on trying to print it all out.

The genie raised an eyebrow curiously as she remembered something, “You bought something like that, right?”

Cassie looked away out of a sense of embarrassment, curling into a ball and with a pout, “C’mon, Captain, you don’t have to bring that up again….”

Jessica smirked, “Most people wouldn’t do something like try and talk to their cat like they’re a person, Cass. Did you remember to eat your fancy feast for lunch?”

“Mean!” the other cheerleader protested, crossing her arms with a pout.

The blonde giggled at her friend’s sudden change in attitude as she smiled to her with some reassurance, “I’m only teasing, Cassie. It’s just funny! You showed me some kind of necklace before, right?”

Simon got their attention when he nearly fell out of the rolling chair trying to get to the printer, grabbing a packet of papers and looking back at them.

“I’m okay!”

Cassie suddenly giggled loudly with her attention on Jessica’s Master, then watching him reading through and going over the papers and writing more on his copy, and then back to typing.

The genie sighed and rolled her eyes, “Silly Simon.”

As her Master continued to work in the background, Jessica refocused on her friend, “No seriously though, you have that necklace still, right?”

The brunette cheerleader popped her eyes back open and looked to her blonde Captain. Cassie nodded and began rummaging through her bag.

“Yeah, I just sort of hung onto it but haven’t really found a use for it.”

Jessica leaned over and saw the circle object in Cassie’s hand. It was made of silver and looked no more than a three-and-a-half-inch diameter disc with a blue crystal place in its center to make it look more like a cat’s eye from a distance, attached to a metal chain.

“That’ll work….”

The sound of her Master’s voice allowed Jessica to glance over in time to see him make eye contact with it.

From the way he was thinking and how he saw it, the medallion or amulet was one of those happy coincidences that were too good to pass up. Was that he had planned? The genie asked herself. In any case, her Master would want to ask for such a thing for a purpose.

“Hey Cassie, Simon was actually telling me that he was looking for something like that for this project he’s working on.”

The brunette blinked and then smiled with a laugh, “Oh! So you’re working on that project, too! That makes sense! It seemed kind of odd to me why you would be interested in this sort of thing, Jessica, no offense!”

She never said she was. Jessica pouted at her fellow cheerleader with a stare, “Look can we have it, or not? I’ll pay you back for it, you know I’m good.”

Cassie began to look unsure, hesitating with it, “I don’t know Jess, it just seems kind of….”

She didn’t have time for this.

“Simon says please give Master and me the amulet now.”

The brown eyes of the pixie went wide and blank, she blinked, and then a smile appeared on her face, and her voice became chipper, “Well, okay! You’re the boss! And Simon’s really nice! So just make sure you have a use for it!”

The girl handed the amulet over to her Captain without question, and Jessica took it into her hands.

“Thanks, Cassie, I’ll make it up to you,” the genie promised with a smile.

Her Master returned to the table after one last run to the printer, his eyes scanning each page in rapid succession, going over it relentlessly again and again.

Whatever he had written down, he wanted to make sure it wasn’t going to have any problems. He then folded them and placed them in his right hand.

“That took forever.”

Simon glanced up at the brunette who hummed along at the table, his face turning nervous, “Hey, um, Cassie? You remember that other thing we talked about?”

Cassie stopped moving in her seat and immediately became locked onto Jessica’s Master, her nodding suddenly increasing with anxiety and excitement, “Uh huh. That was fun.”

The genie watched as her Master began scratching his head as he had in these nervous situations, smiling and laughing to let out the stress of what he was thinking about.

“A-About that. Do you think you could… write it all out?”

The blonde had to keep her head on a swivel as her fellow cheerleader suddenly smiled anxiously with a blush, “Really! You want me too?”

Simon continued to laugh nervously, “It um… it seemed like you had fun with it. I’m interested to see where you wanted to go with it. Do you think you can do that?”

Cassie nearly jumped on top of the table as she began babbling in excitement, “Yes! I mean-um sure! Wow! This’ll be so fun! You’re really okay with me doing that? Simon you’re so awesome!”

“What the hell did you guys talk about?” Jessica raised her eyebrows at her Master in worried silence.

“I’ll tell you about it later.”

His shoulders slumped and he let his face fall forward on the table at the idea of being referred to with any sort of praise, as well as being overwhelmed by the exuberance from the excited cheerleader.

He raised a thumb to her, “Yeah. Just-Just take some time and think it all out! K?”

“K!”

Jessica watched as Cassie grabbed her bag and began hopping off and away from the table, giving a few full-body spins as she stuck out her arms, looking back at them.

“I’m really happy you two are friends again! Now we can hang out like this more often! Hope everything goes okay though, I should check on the others. Bye!”

Simon waved weakly with his head on the table as Jessica gave her friend a wink, leaving the two of them alone again. Both of them beginning to allow themselves to relax, as she sighed at the ceiling, and her Master let himself up to gasp for air.

“She really likes you,” the genie first observed with a smirk.

Her Master only sighed as she planted her hand in his auburn hair as a reassurance, then looking down at the amulet on the table.

“So, this is your plan?”

“Partially,” he admitted, adjusting his neck and trying to shed the excesses of energy built up from the nerves of talking to the peppiest of cheerleaders.

He held up the pages of paper he just printed out and kept his eyes on the amulet, “This is the main part.”

She looked at him and then the pages in his hand as he picked up the amulet for the first time, spinning it on the table like a coin and watching it fall over as his eyes showed him deep in thought, a frown on his face.

“Take off your panties and skirt, and get on the table,” his voice ordered her.

Jessica looked at him worriedly, but her body did as commanded. She stood up, felling herself unbutton and unzip the plaid skirt on its side and pulling it off. Her hands placed it on the empty chair, then feeling her fingers pull at the black straps and fabric of her panties and pulling them off her legs and on top of the skirt.

Worriedly, her mouth biting down on her lip, she placed her naked ass and waist on the cold surface of the composite table, facing him and waiting.

Her Master handed Jessica the amulet. Then ran his free hand past her stomach and into her hairless pussy once more. His face was continuing to frown, with his eyes lost in thought.

“This will most likely be a larger wish than normal. I just made you that outfit, and I don’t want it soiled. But, if this works as it should, it’ll not only get Kevin off your back, but it’ll add more to my hypothesis.”

Her emerald eyes gazed at him as her voice became confused, “Your hypothesis?”

He nodded, “I think there’s a reason for why the Masters don’t like genies coming to Earth, Jess. Something that has to do with humans. Something that they don’t like. Until we ask your Mom about why exactly she came here and what she did, we’re just going off assumptions. This is one of them.”

His eyes bore into hers as he made sure she was holding the amulet, as he held up the packet. Then, his fingers began to pump inside her as he whispered into her ear, “I wish no one will hear us up here until we’re done.”

“Ah!” she let out a gasp as she fell backward on the table with her Master cradling on top of her, her green eyes locking on as he held up the paper, her hands clutching onto the object even as she wanted to wander her body’s squirming form.

“I wish everything written on these pages was true and bound to that amulet.”

Jessica’s eyes widened as she saw a bright light in her hands and then screamed out in ecstasy.