Obviously, but I am bad at Chyoa chapter titles

Eddie, was he the one that took, the... Kyoei No Senban? But... Gemma said... Well.

"You okay?" Trish asked.

I nodded. "Yeah, sorry, just a bit of a strange day."

She smiled. "So what did you need help with?"

How to explain, nothing but I need to make up a reason to cover for my friend? Well. No I guess that wasn't entirely true. "I imagine you have been in the position of loving someone you can't have?" I asked.

She looked over at the girls. "Yep. That's just... the fate of the sisterhood. When you love each other, your much more likely to love one of the ones you can never have."

"Well, what if the one I want, I could in theory have?" I asked.

She looked at me. "Oh! So you don't mean. Okay, makes more sense. So, who is the lucky girl then?"

I blushed. I mean... Ugh. Well, one thing at a time. I just blushed at the embarrassment of her thinking I was gay. Though I think she thought I was to shy to comment on who I loved. "Well, I... The-"

She shook her hands. "No no, I'm sorry. It was rude of me. We just met. I'm just a sap for a good roommates story! But then again, who isn't! Well. Hmm. So what is your question exactly?"

"You might not understand this part, but I'm shy. So waiting for the right moment is kind of hard for me," I said.

"Definitely can't relate to being shy. Hmm, but I see. You think, if you wait for them to break up, they might get with someone else before you work up the courage?" she asked stretching. "It's a tough one. No substitute for experience and if your the looking for true love type. You can't exactly practice on the field. And you probably wouldn't want to. "

The door clicked and Eddie came in. Aaaa! He was... so dreamy! Just, his hair. His eyes! He was looking at me! I mean, I was one of two girls in the room, so maybe he was being polite. All I knew as I was in the same room and I could not just see his eyes, but I could feel them! I took a deep breath.

"Oh, hey," he said offering his hand. "Name's Eddie."

"Carpet muncher, she is batting for our team. So, any of your friends here with you?" Trish asked stepping in front of me.

Ugggggh, I realized she was protecting me but... I wanted this moment. "I actually-"

"Of course not! Chrissy said you were having some lesbo friends over. I wasn't bringing over any of them at a time like that," he said. "I was just introducing myself."

"We think she was attacked by a football player, so just be extra nice, okay?" she said crossing her arms.

"What? Well. If you find out who, I will help kick his ass," he paused and glanced at me but looked away. "Sorry."

He set his bag on the chair. I instantly felt it. Like a connection between my necklace and that bag. I wanted to cry. Like! I was just trying to be brave! Use my bravery for Stacy! And I got dealt so dirty in front of Eddie! And... Eddie got put down for something he wasn't involved in. And... worse of all... he got that book. He picked it. He felt it right? This connection? So he had a connection to this stuff too?

"You okay?" Trish asked. "Sorry, should have had our talk way from the front door."

I gripped my pants. "I'm fine."

"I got this book," I heard Eddie saying. "I thought it might be a nice read but I can't make heads or tails of it, and it feels pretty weird when I hold it. I wonder if I'm allergic or something. But that lady seemed rich. So I figured we could probably sell it."

Sell it! But it was, precious! Kyoei No Senban! She... Eddie. Well, he said he didn't understand it. It was magic. I witnessed a spell with magic about my necklace that I couldn't explain and I couldn't begin to guess anything about it. But just... looking at it. I could see a sideways glance of it from here. A green eye. Soo, beautiful. Even... even if only for a moment.

"Can... I see?" I asked.

"Sure, I don't mind," Eddie said.

Chrissy and Stacy were out here at this point.

"Looks wierd," Stacy said. Really? Well. Whatever.

I saw Chrissy reaching for it. I sort of understood that she was his boyfriend I should have let her for first but I mean. Did she not have enough already? Cheer nationals? Beautiful body, athletic. Stacy complained about the how sex she could hear them having, with the guy I loved and now even if she may technically own this book! Could I not just be allowed to touch it first?

Well, I guess I would have to settle for the same time. Wait... This warmth. I... It felt... So similar. .

"Just me or does.... This thing feel warm?" Chrissy paused asking. She let go and sat down in a chair. Next to the table. "Trish I... That-"

I on the other hand felt good. Like real good. I felt the connection. I felt.... Stronger. I began opening the book. What did it have to teach me? Why would have Gemma wanted to to have-

I was pulled into a chair. What? Huh? The table cloth was pulled up and the book was covered up. Wait! But!!! It was. I was....

"Earth to Ginger?" Stacy asked snapping her fingers.

"Huh? What? I asked.

Trish Sat down in front of me. She had glows on with some hand sanitizer. "You were out of it for a minute there. Look at me. How many fingers am I holding up. I know it stinks but how many?"

"Three," I said.

Ugh. I hated this. Basically because I got too distracted and sll three of us had reacted strange. Trish decided to give us a cognitive test. She also pulled the cloth over it. She thinks someone got drug on the book and that we had been exposed through contact.

But she determined we were healthy enough to not need a hospital at least. But I wanted to read the book. And I wanted to read the book now.

"So I'm okay?" I asked.

"Yep," Trish said. "Nothing bad-"

"I wanna try reading that-"

"Huh? No. I already tied it up into a table cloth. I'm gonna get it tested," Trish added.

"But I could use tongs or something to avoid-"

She pressed her hand against my forehead. "Do you normally feel a strong desire like this? Stacy is this out of character for her?"

"She does seem-"

Frick. I took a breath. If I kept up like this they would never wanna let me near it again. "I'm sorry. I just. I thought I might know where it's from. I just wanted to help. Nevermind."

"It's nice wanting to help," Trish said. "But I'll make sure it's safe. We are gonna cancel study night. I'll give you a ride to your side of campus."

I nodded. Trish may have interfered with my goals but she was trying to help me and if she thought I was under the influence of some drug that was in the book. I could see why she's acting this way. She was a good person. Though... I might be able to sneak at least one peak if I'm in the backseat with the book while she's driving.

"Thank you," I said.

"No worries," she said as she held out her hand. Er walked to the door. What was she doing? The book! It's in the bag. Urg fine.

"Did you want to take the book with you?" I asked.

She paused and looked at me and then at Chrissy. "Hey Chrissy. I'll swing by tomorrow and grab the book. Just don't let anyone hear it until then okay."

"Yeah sure thing."

Ugh! I hate it. I hate it! Chrissy gets Eddie! She gets everything and now even my book. I just I just ...

"..."

"Huh?" Trish asked. "Did you guys hear that?"

I felt my lips. Did I? It felt like I did it. But I didn't even know what I said? I just heard static? Maybe I was just... My imagination? No wait Trish -

"I heard like a buzz?" Chrissy said. "Kind of felt a tingle. But I'm kind of tired?"

"I didn't hear anything," Stacy said.

Trish nodded and we all partied ways. Stacy to her room. Eddie and Chrissy alone together and Trish to her car with me. She gave me her phone number. Some basic medical care details to look for to call an ambulance for. The kind of stuff I knew since I was nine but I nodded along and thanked her.

Once alone in my room I was really curious about what happened? Well. I would have to ask Gemma to-

"Hmmmnggggggnnn," I moaned and fell to my knees. What? I... That was... "Aaah. Aaah. Aaah...."

I could feel it. I could feel something inside my vagina. I reached down inside to touch. Nothing was there and yet. I could feel it. Pressure. Tightness. I fell backwards on the carpet and squeezed anything. "Oh my. Oh ngghh. What. What did .......aaaaaa," I moaned.

My hips buckled. I couldn't control myself. It was like... It wasn't like generic pleasure or pressure. It was like-

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. It was like I was being fucked by an invisible man. But like. No I guess a ghost? I couldn't touch him but -

"Mhhhhhmmmm," I squealed. I tried covering my mouth but it's not use. I can't even tell when the next moment is coming. It's just-

"There!" I screamed. My eyes were crossing but... The invisible dick didn't seem.... Concerned with what I was doing. I desperately crawled in bed.

Once I stopped panicking and just let myself relax. I tried imagining this is what real proper sex would be like and I just enjoyed it. I enjoyed it as long as it lasted. By the time it finally stopped. Any part of me that thought during it I might want more had long passed. I just fell closed my eyes. Finally allowed to rest.

If that was me casting magic by mistake. That was a fun spell. Being fucked by ghosts. I... Is that a fetish? I may have found my fetish."