Random happenstance

Maybe he was a little too involved in the Accelerator as Xander jolted when he heard a teacher's voice behind him.

"Xander, stop playing on your phone. Class in less than two minutes." Ms. Tennison warned.

Xander turned and looked at his first period English teacher. A teacher he'd always liked. If only for her looks. Ms. Tennison had the good fortune of a seeming like a combined Helen Mirren and Pam Grier. And at somewhere over fifty she still managed to look like a foxy woman with a trim figure with some serious curves. It just sucked that she was a complete pain in the ass, strict, no fun, disciplinarian. For a school teacher she didnt seem to like kids much.

An idea formed in Xander's head. Probably a bad idea. But it was still an idea. And he was always one to say damn the consequences.

"Hey, Ms. T." He smiled at her.

Always the stern teacher Ms. Tennison made a shooing motion, "Class, now."

"Just a sec, just a sec, please." Xander waited and was rewarded with Ms. Tennison pausing and looking at him expectantly. He felt his phone vibrate in his hand. Likely alerting him to a few new points.

"Cool. Would you answer a question for me?"

"Yes." Her answer was stern, clipped, agitation implied.

Xander made a mental note to turn of the vibrate feature of the phone. He didnt need it going off for every little point he earned.

"Take a sec and picture me." He waited, felt the phone vibrate as Ms. Tennison closed her eyes.

"Now picture me in command." The phone vibrated again, although given the derisive sniff from Ms. Tennison, Xander was pretty sure she didnt think he could handle commanding a bowl of jello. He tacked on another order, "Keep your eyes closed."

"Ay-ten-shun!" Xander barked in a Drill Sargent voice and cadence, "Get that chin up, your back straight, your shoulders back, your chest out, suck that gut in!"

Xander hid his grin as Ms. Tennison jolted into a very rigid attention and found herself following his orders. Her chin rose, her back was ramrod straight, her shoulders were back, she pushed her tits out and sucked in her stomach. Xander smiled fully as he felt his phone go crazy vibrating.

"At ease." He barked in his Drill Sargent voice. He was pleased to see Ms. Tennison slump slightly as she opened her eyes and looked at him in amazement.

"Well... whaddya think? Could I hack it in command?" Xander asked eagerly, "Tell me the truth."

A frankly amazed Ms. Tennison nodded her head. "Yes. Yes, I rather think you do. You have... a unique... presence. It was like I was compelled to follow along with your words."

"Cool. Thanks for humoring me." Xander tipped an imaginary hat to his still baffled teacher and turned on his heel and headed for his first peroid English class. He wanted to see exactly how much he'd earned with that little stunt. But he could wait til he could look at his phone without an audience present.