Show her the messages

I decided to show her the messages just to prove I was right.

“Are you just joking around? Here, proof I asked you.”

“What?! So weird! Look, I didn’t get any messages from you!” She showed me her phone, but it made no sense. How was this possible.

“Uh, weird. Did one of our phones get hacked or something? Is someone pretending to be you?”

“So creepy! Try messaging again, see if they respond.”

S: hello? Who is this?

R: hi. This is Rachel.

“What?! That’s not me! No way. Ask them stuff only i would know.”

S: what are you doing right now?

R: I’m watching you text on your phone

S: what are you wearing?

R: a light turquoise dress with a matching set of dark blue lacy panties and bra

“WHAT THE FUCK?! How does this person know what I’m wearing?!?!?! So fucking creepy!!! Call this fucker!” She had mastered the art of yelling while whispering. I was impressed more people didn’t hear her. I called the person, hoping we could catch some middle age man and resolve this whole issue. Might have to go to the authorities or something.

“Hello?” Woah, that sounded just like Rachel!

“Uh, hello. Who is this?”

“This is Rachel. What’s up?” That sounded exactly like Rachel.

“Uh, I’m looking at Rachel, so you aren’t her.” Rachel was looking extremely confused, pissed off, and worried all at the same time. She seemed concerned when she recognized the voice as hers too.

“I am her. I’m listening to you talk to me right now.”

“Uh, what? How is that possible?”

“I have no idea. You called my mind, so I answered. Is there something you wanted?”

Rachel mouthed what?! You called my mind? What does that mean?.

“Uh, so I’m talking to Rachel’s mind right now?”

“Yes.”

“So I was texting you earlier when I asked for coffee?”

“Yes.”

“So why doesn’t Rachel remember me asking for coffee?”

“Because you didn’t as her consciously, you asked her subconscious.”

What?! You’re talking to my subconscious?! Rachel was getting more worried by the second.

“So, I can make you do stuff by talking to your subconscious?”

“I don’t know. I don’t know how you contacted me. I see you’re doing this in your phone, but it makes no sense.”

Hang up!

I did as Rachel asked.

“This is so weird! We gotta see if this works with everyone. What if you have access to control people now?!?! That would be so cool!”

She was passed worried and just excited now.

“Sounds awesome! Should I try to make you do something else?”

“What?! No, don’t mess with my head. Let’s try someone else! Let’s see, it should be someone in the room so we can watch what they do. We could mess with Whitney, she’s always been a bitch to us. We could test it in Clay, he’s the hottest guy in the senior class. What about Mr. Evans? He is the hottest teacher at this school. Jordan has always been nice to us, and she has they ‘girl-next-door’ vibe…”