He inquires more about this friend

It was quite astounding to watch them behave around me with my earlier change in effect. Obviously they both found me attractive, but because my power of normalcy wasn't active, they were free to behave and act like they would in any other situation. Hazel couldn't contain herself, literally swooning at my every move and word. Clara however was more reserved, changing between sending glares to her friend and stealing side glances at me every passing few seconds.

But the best part was knowing neither of these girls would have given me a second glance, let alone engage with me in the way they're doing, had I not uttered a single sentence a handful of minutes ago. The rush and raw power that feeling brought; it was indescribable.

Judging by their initial reactions however, I quickly decided that I didn't want either of these girls. Sure, they were both drop dead gorgeous and would probably make for a good fuck, but I wanted something more memorable. Hazel was practically spreading her legs for me already and it was evident that Clara wasn't too fond of me despite her attraction. One was making it too easy, the other was clearly disinterested, neither were making it fun at all.

But this friend of theirs. Newly single and seemingly needing company? That had potential. Not to mention she'd have lingering passion from the memories of a fading relationship and would most likely be on the lookout for a rebound. Plus, if she were any as bit of a bombshell as these two lovely things...

I decided I needed to learn more about her.

Of course, there was no sense in asking the girls about their friend. Under the table, I slipped my normalcy ring onto my finger and reached over to take Clara's phone from her grip. As expected, the girl let me have the device without trying to stop me or complaining.

"So this friend of yours," I asked while I opened Clara's contact list, "What's her name?"

"Julie." The enamored girl to my left was more than eager to provide an answer. The blonde, her hands now empty, placed them on the table as she tried to mask the glare she was sending her friend.

I nodded as I found the name. "Has she been single for long?"

"Oh no, the break up happened what, two day ago Clara?"

The blonde nodded her affirmative. "Yeah, something like that. It's very recent."

Going through the contact, I found a picture of the girl in question and whistled under my breath.

Julie was a classic girl next door; the kind who was every boy's first crush. Soft blue eyes and cute as a button. In the picture her light brown hair had similar highlights to Hazel and was tucked over her left shoulder, falling short just above her breast line. She had a dark buttoned up shirt, the top one of which was undone, doing a good job at not exposing any cleavage while revealing the length of her neck. She was sitting in the car with red headphones tucked in her ears, flashing a smile for the camera. It was simple and casual, yet oh so perfect.

"She gorgeous." I openly admitted, not caring for their reaction due to my normalcy. "I'd love to meet her."

"You won't have to wait long for that," Clara replied, the answer dismissive beside me, "she's due to arrive in a few minutes."

I put the phone down, placing my hands above it on the table. My rings shined in the light. "I'm glad I get to do so right after her break up. After all, it's normal for girls to be on the lookout for a rebound to have unprotected sex with following the end of a relationship. It helps them regain a sense of individuality and sexual freedom, you know?"

The two girls nodded while I grinned shamelessly. If I was going to have sex with this girl, might as well stack the deck in my favor.

When she realized the bus was going to be late, Julie almost turned around and went back home.

Truth be told, the last thing she wanted was to be out of the house right now. Things with Ben were still too recent, and the break up hadn't been a good one. It didn't help that Ben had been her first boyfriend, consequently her first break up, and she didn't know how to handle all the raw emotions she was feeling.

She'd spent yesterday alone at home crying into a tub of ice cream while she watched Netflix. She hadn't even showered.

Frankly, she wanted to spend today doing it all over again.

But both Clara and Hazel, bless their souls, had convinced her to spend the day out and she had to admit, they were right. The only way to get over Ben was to do everything in her power to put him behind her. Which is why they'd planned a total girls night. Or at least, partially.

The plan was to first go to the theaters and watch a movie. They weren't entirely sure what they'd watch; they toyed with either seeing a chick flick so Julie could have one last cathartic cry before moving on or paying for a comedy so the poor girl could lose herself in a fit of laughter for a couple of hours. Either way, the goal was too distract herself for a little while and ignore the reality of what had happened with her now ex boyfriend.

After that was the bar. More specifically - finding Julie a rebound.

Now Julie had heard of the practice before but like any girl in young love she'd never thought she'd be the one engaging in it. Supposedly, a wild night of pure, raw, animalistic intercourse shortly following a break up was the best way for a girl to feel like herself again. It was said to be empowering; an act of finding one's individuality and lost sexual freedom again in the form of unprotected sex with a stranger. Hazel herself swore by it, claiming it worked.

Julie didn't truly believe it would help but she trusted her friends and had agreed to go out. She'd even decided to forgo her birth control and had brought a purse with no spare condoms in preparation of what was to come.

Eventually she'd gotten on the bus and later, when she was just a few stops shy of arriving at the theater hall, her phone buzzed. It was a text - from Hazel.

It simply read: "We found you the perfect rebound."

Despite everything, the heartbroken girl smiled. She was glad she'd gotten dressed that morning.