She assigns you a personal coach

“What do you mean?” You ask, curiously.

“Stamina, John. Stamina! If you want to be with me, you’ll need to put a lot of effort. And I mean A LOT.” She tells you. She turns to you with a lustful smile that takes your breath away and blinks seductively. “After all, don’t I deserve the best?”

“Y-yeah, you do…” You can’t help but immediately agree. She’s just so fucking hot, and she only has eyes for YOU now.

You can’t help but remember the moment in the bus and imagine that she’s kissing you again.

Not a moment later, she closes in on you, grabs you by the shirt and pulls you in for another kiss. Her tongue inside your mouth dances and explores every inch of it. She’s so passionate that when she breaks it, she has to wipe some drool from the corner of her mouth.

“We also have to work on you kissing. I’m doing all the work here!” She chides you.

“Sor-” You stop yourself before apologizing. “You’re right. We’ll… have to practice a lot, right?”

She smirks mischievously. “That’s obvious!” She leans in and whispers in you ear. “We’ll practice a lot of other things, too.”

While hearing her seductive voice so close to you is enough to make you hard, you realize that you have to learn to control your powers. There may be times when you fantasize of something you don’t really want to do and that could be bad.

Taylor turns around and her long, black hair sweeps across your face. It smells great, and for a moment you imagine how she would look with her hair in a high pony-tail.

You blink and her hair is neatly tied up, exactly as you imagined.

‘What did I just fucking say!?’

Still, she looks amazing like that, so you leave the change. You really have to learn to control it.

She leads you to the classroom you two share, looks inside and finds the person she was looking for.

“There you are, Brad! I have to talk to you!” When she enters the classroom, the moods shifts for a moment. Conversations end, people turn to look and some whisper to their friends before everything goes back to normal.

She really is the queen of this school.

“But if it isn’t Taylor! What can I do for you? Looking for a good time?” He grins cockily.

Brad is none other than the captain of the basketball team. He's Muscular, slightly tanned, short black hair, popular, athletic…

He's everything you are not.

As far as you know, Taylor and Brad dated for a few weeks at the beginning of the year and then broke up. No one knows why, which is strange. Taylor always tell everyone why the other guy “wasn’t good enough”.

“I have a job for you,” Taylor cuts him. “You are going to be John's personal coach.” She demands. She has a hand on her hip as she looks up to her ex-boyfriend. “You’ll help him train so he can gain the strength and stamina he so desperately needs.”

“What? Why would I want to be anyone’s personal coach?” Brad asks in disbelief.

“Because I’m telling you to. Do I need to remind you that you own me more favors than you can repay in a lifetime? I can make your life hell with just a few words to the right people. Do you really want to risk that?”

Its honestly kind of amazing to watch when you’re not the target of her ****. She has the basketball captain eating from the palm of her hand.

“Aagh! Fine, fine! You damned girl.” Brad swears, angry. You can relate, having been Taylor's verbal punching bag for way too long. “So, who’s John?” He asks.

Taylor says nothing, but points her thumb back at you.

“What? This nerd!? Taylor, I’m a basketball player, not a miracle worker!” Brad argues.

“Well, congratulations then, you’re on your way to become one.” She shoots him down with an evil grin.

“Taylor… is this really necessary…?” You manage to get out. You may feel more secure talking to Taylor since you have complete control over her, but Brad is a different matter.

“God! I already told you!” She tells you angrily. “You’ll have to put A LOT of effort to be with me. I’m just trying to help you here, you better be thankful!”

“Wait, you’re going out with THIS GUY!?” Brad basically shouts. The whole classroom is now silent and turn to look not to Brad, not to Taylor, but to YOU.

You can feel their stares digging holes into you.

“Yeah, I am. Do you have a problem with that?” Taylor shoots him a glare so cold it could freeze water. “Does ANYONE have a problem with me dating John here!?”

She said it. She said it outright and to everyone watching.

You and Taylor were DATING.

There was complete silence in the room.

“Good. We’ll figure out the schedule later, Brad.”

She walks to her seat and looks at you, then nods to the seat next to hers for you to sit down.

That’s not your seat, but… you’re not about to argue.