It's Tracy's turn.

Tracy was a little taken back by Dusty's declaration she was hot. It made her a bit mad at first as she was trying her hardest to be intimidating. But then she decided fuck it. There was more then one way to pimp a nerd for information.

"Ok. So say magic did exist?" Tracy started.

"It doesn't." Tubby corrected.

"Say it did." Tracy started again. "And someone wanted to put a curse on someone else, how would they learn how to do that?"

"The internet." Both boys said in unison.

"Ok du... That makes sense. Ok... That means all I have to do is look up the spell that got used on me... I mean... Oh fuck it! Just go back to doing whatever you two were doing."

Tracy realized she might have made a mistake by including the word me while thinking out loud. Still she got what she came for an answer of sorts. So she was off to the computer labs.

Slipping into the woman locker rooms, Jill knew her sisters combination by heart. After all this use to be her locker until the two decided to trade. It was a twin think. The two were use to sharing, and fighting, over the same things. Lockers included.

Jill took out one pair of clean panties. And for good measure. So here sister couldn't screw her over later. Pocketed Tracy's spare bra. Stuffing it in her purse.

"Sorry Tracy." Jill mumbled. "I need these more than you do."

Tracy found nerd number three. Zonae? She wasn't sure. As she had only ever thought of him as the weird foreign kid whos good with math. Tracy actually had a decent relationship with Zonae. In which she asked for things like the answers to her algebra assignments and he gave them to her. Zonae had been very helpful in directing Tracy to the best online 'spell' blog. There was so much fandom magic lore, blogs on magic, and chatrooms about anime spellcasting it would have take in her days to find a site dedicated to real magic. Or at least one that claims to be dedicated to real magic.

There was still a lot of information to shift through. Everything Tracy was browsing through seemed to an attempt to cataloged real, or what was perceived to be real, magic spell and their castings methods from historical sources.

Tracy hummed softly to herself as she browed through anything related to clothing. How to shrink clothing? No. Adding glimmer to an outfit? Interesting but off subject. Cursing...

Felling a breeze of air on her nethermost regions. Tracy instantly realized her fucking sister had just put on a pair of panties. Which means she was now bottomless. Bent over a chair, staring at a computer screen.

Glancing back Tracy saw that Zonae staring in her direction totally wide eyed. He had defiantly noticed as well.

"Fuck you Jill." Tracy mumbled. Standing up she smoothed down her cheerleading skirt. "Not one word." she warned Zonae. That last thing Tracy wanted was Zonae telling his nerd crew how he'd just scored a front row sighting of her pussy.

Trying to act more dignified then she felt, Tracy walked out of the computer room. She find somewhere more private to do her research. Besides somethings just demand payback. This felt like one of those things.