I'm intrigued

I picked up a napkin holder and let it go. It remained suspended in mid-air.

"Pretty cool, eh?" asked Scott.

"So I could mess with people like you have been with me?" I asked. I was still a bit angry at his pranks, but the thought of moving through a frozen wold intrigued me.

"Of course," he said. "Follow me."

I followed Scott to the large meeting room where the large group of people were frozen. He walked over to the closest person, Blake, the heavy set middle aged man with thinning hair and a cheesy pencil thin mustache. Scott waved his hand in front of Blake's face, patting Blake on the head, then took the pen from Blake's hand and stuck it up his nose. "See, easy, peasy, Japanesy."

I looked around. I saw Elizabeth Conrad. Her hair and makeup were always immaculate, and she was constantly checking herself in a mirror. I walked over and pulled a strand of hair free from her hair that was tightly and neatly pulled back into a bun. I then saw she was leaning forward, and I could see her blouse had come slightly untucked, and I could see the top of her waistband of her panties. It was immature, sure, but I reached down and grabbed the waistband of her panties and yanked them up as hard as I could.

Next thing I knew Elizabeth yelled in pain. I jumped back, and she spun around. "What are your doing, you freak?!"

I did not know what to say. My mouth fell open. Everyone was looking at me.

"You give me a wedgie like we're in junior high?!" she said angrily, standing up and brushing the loose strand of hair from her face.

The manager was staring at me with a look of stern disapproval. I looked over to where Scott was and noticed he was gone. He had screwed me over.