Pheromone follies: Realizations and surprises.

I finally got to the lab a little after 11, I wasn’t due in today so I doubted anyone actually missed me. I was pleasantly surprised to be proven wrong.

As I walked down the corridor, my mind full of a thousand other things I was confronted by the smiling face and eager eyes of Clarissa.

I didn’t notice her at first, my thoughts currently turned to the chemical formula I needed to re-create as well as a safe place to store it, while Rachel appeared to be happy to continue things as they were I still needed an insurance policy. I didn’t even hear her call out to me until her firm but delicate fingers were grasping my arm.

I whirled around, surprised at the direct contact and more surprised to find the girl of my dreams staring up at me her angelic face giving me undivided attention.

“Hey Mike, are you all right? I didn’t see you at the bus stop this morning?” She asked me politely, batting her eyes slightly as her fingers caressed my arm.

This was quite surprising, the Barbie doll of campus, the girl who I had spent so many months fantasizing about appeared to have been worrying about me. I briefly forgot my task and turned to speak with her. Stranger still she was doing it long after my Axe spray had washed away, at least to a human’s nose.

“Yeah, I had a bit of a family emergency yesterday, I’m sorry for having to run out on you like that?” I responded honestly, smiling sadly as I felt her hand caress my forearm. “My mom was in an accident so I decided to give classes skip today, but I left something important in the lab…”

While I was talking something occurred to me, I did leave something behind yesterday. I’d been so obsessed with drama and ridiculous amounts of incestuous sex with my gorgeous teenage sister, that I completely forgotten. I didn’t need to make a new batch! Oh yes, I’d sprayed a fair bit of the old batch on myself. But the rest of it, the rest of it was probably still in the canister I’d left it in.

I slapped my forehead, that was really dangerous, what if somebody else found the chemical? I felt a cold nervousness settle at the base of my stomach. Where had I left it? I clicked my tongue, yes! In one of the general purpose lockers. Darn what if somebody else found it, I’d been so eager to score some ass I hadn’t gone back for it.

Clarissa, who had been talking for nearly 3 minutes by this point frowned at me.

“Hey! Were you listening at all to what I said?” She asked hotly, her finger twisting in her long hair as she pouted, “That’s very rude you know!” She added giving me a critical glare.

I blushed, coughing nervously as I raised my hands apologetically.

“I’m sorry Clarissa,” I said honestly “but it’s really important that I pick up my stuff before they clear out the lockers for the day,”

Clarissa seemed annoyed, but nodded her head, seeming to accept my request.

“All right then, but you owe me lunch for not listening mister!” She retorted, poking me in the chest very definitively. Her eyes were fierce but also playful now, "Here, give me your phone!” She commanded.

I dumbly agreed, handing over my phone with barely any hesitation as she tapped out something on its screen.

After a minute, she returned it to me.

“What’s this?” I asked dumbly staring down at the list of digits now on the screen.

“My number silly, give me a call when you’re not so busy,” she said moving close to me as she did “I’ll make it worth your while” she offered and with that she turned around wandering away towards wherever she’d been heading before she spotted me.

I stood there dumbfounded cradling my phone like a holy relic. Did Clarissa just ask me out?

I return to the task at hand walking briskly to the lab hoping that nobody had thrown out or worse used my precious formula.