Reset ('Spillage/Yellow' Path)

Suddenly, the glow on my wrist intensified. I looked down at it, confused. Then the yellow light grew blindingly powerful. I tried to shield my eyes but it was too late, and I felt a massive pounding in my head. Crackles through the air, light all around.

I didn't even notice it. But the mark itself steadily lightened until it took on the same color as my skin. You would never have been able to tell it was ever there; unless, of course, you remembered seeing it there. But now it was like it was erased, rubbed off.

The next thing I knew, I fell against the wall, feeling cripplingly lightheaded.

It was barely a second later that I blacked out.

riing-riing!

Muffled shrieking and blaring cries were all around me. I opened my eyes a little unsteadily, at first wondering if I was in Hell, or a warzone. Then, when my vision re-adjusted, I realized I was just at school.

Students of all kinds filled the hallway, in their casual clothes and hip jerseys and slim backpacks. With a bit of embarrassment I realized I was slumped, to the floor. When I stood up, I had to take a breather. For some reason I felt unusually spent, like I'd just ran the mile.

And worse -- my head. Not only did it ache a bit. I also realized I had no memory of my entire day. Or even of coming here!

"Eurgh," I held my head, and tried to stay cool. Whatever was going on, I needed to find somewhere to sit and think first, at least. Before I could proceed, a familiar voice came from behind me, interrupting my thoughts.

"Daniel, hey."

"Oh, hello again Daniel."

I turned and saw Jackie, an old classmate of mine, was standing in the hallway. She was a cocoa-skinned girl with dark hair that curled at her shoulder with a little bit wide of a face, but she still looked nice, especially with just the right amount of make-up, and also carried a great booty. She was with Mrs. Decker, a tall and leggy blonde teacher who I used to have for English. Not only was she nice, funny, and smart, she also used to drive the guys crazy with her looks. Like many of them I often used to wish she'd give us just a few more glimpses of her stellar bod. As we talked I cleared my throat and tried to avert my eyes from her blazer-covered blouse she was currently wearing and the swelling chi-chi's underneath.

"Hi Jackie. Mrs. Decker."

"Are you okay?" Jackie's face became concerned. "You look pale."

"I'm okay, just a little headache, that's all."

Mrs. Decker looked at Jackie. "Well, considering how hot it is in here, I can't blame him." Looking down, she shrugged off her blazer, then draped the white top over an arm.

"Yeah," Jackie said in a sympathetic tone, "I know what you mean." She waved a hand in front of her face to help cool off, tugging at her sweater's collar. "It's getting kinda warm."

I didn't know what heat they were talking about. It felt fine to me, even a little chilly. But I only watched as the eye-catching blonde teacher in front of me rolled her shoulders back, then stretched her neck right to left, her breasts jutting through the fabric of her white blouse enticingly. I gulped, thinking how great they looked.

"Wow, Mrs. Decker," suddenly remarked Jackie, looking at the older woman's robust body, "your breasts are looking really good today."

"That's very kind of you, Jackie," Mrs. Decker replied. Surprisingly, she didn't sound offended. In fact she even looked a little pleased at the girl's crude compliment.

I stared at her still buttoned blouse with minor dismay. Checking to see if there was anything behind her, the slim teacher stepped back, arched her back just a little, and brought her hands upward. She unbuttoned her shirt to the third button down and casually pulled the flaps to the side, showing the upper swell of her breasts. The top of a black bra could now be seen underneath. It even had a little lace. I felt my groin tighten.

"How's this?" she questioned the student.

"Nice bra," Jackie folded her arms.

Mrs. Decker thanked her. Then she smoothly buttoned herself back up. While putting her blazer back on, my thoughts wandered. Having gotten my first real sneak peek at breasts beyond that of porn mags or accidentally crashing into my sister in the bathroom, my appetite was whetted. I had to wonder what Jackie's were like, when the dark-skinned girl turned to me and interrupted my thoughts.

"Hey, Daniel."

"Yeah?"

"I want to show you something."

Looking her way, I was met with quite the sight. Jackie had grabbed the bottom of her turtleneck and pulled it up, showing off her toned stomach and a pair of breasts behind a white cotton bra. She looked at me patiently.

"What do you think?" she asked as my eyes lividly wandered up and down her solid, dark torso. I was pleasantly surprised -- she looked even better without a shirt covering her body. Never guessed she had a body that nice looking underneath. After a couple seconds passed, she finally tugged the sweater back down. "Better than no reaction, I suppose."

Mrs. Decker then reminded Jackie they had to get to class, and since the latter was acting TA she had to be just as early as her. They looked back at me, smiled, and said bye. I uttered a goodbye of my own as they began to leave, walking past me.

"Oh, and Daniel," turned back Mrs. Decker, "if you're not feeling well, you should see the school nurse. You know where the office is at, right?"

I knew where the office for the school nurse was... or at least I thought I did. But if I went there, I might end up missing the whole school day, a bunch of of notes and a test or two.

I wondered what I should do. Then winced. And also why my memory was still so fuzzy.

The two women idled in front of me as I considered my options.