Your girlfriends

You realized what just happened as you made it to Miss McKenna's office. On the one hand it was extremely inferiating. On the other at least it was one you were willing to do anyway. Not that either thought helped at the moment, trapped in your own body waiting for McKenna to stroll over and let you in. You could shift your weight a bit, probably could have checked your phone if it wasn't in your locker, but otherwise you couldn't convince your feet to move.

The girl you knew as Fiazi seemed to take the waiting in stride, using the time to read a book she seemingly pulled from nowhere.

Miss Mckenna finally made her way over and opened the door. Her office was all wood, between the floor to ceiling panels, the massive desk, the chairs and the decorations it looked like the inside a victorian manor house.

"Imada you're new so a little explanation: every Wednesday we go to my office for a bit and I ask you how you're adjusting to being Prime. Though today..." She winced as she slowly sat down in the well cushioned office chair, crossing her arms across her copious chest. "Lacbloc decided not to cooperate. So this will be short. Fiazi?" The dark-skinned girl sighed

"Same as always, I'm convinced I'll never get a full clade. I'm considering asking for a retest, there's no way I can handle nine of I can't handle five." McKenna took notes, as her tube top started to show four damp points.

"Disappointing, but bad tests do happen. And Imada? I understand you've already put your quad license to work. She was a childhood friend who changed early?"

"Yeah," your voice sounded far more sure than you felt. You're not sure what a quad is but the fact you need a license implied uncomfortable things.

"Great, it's good that she'll have a loving and caring prime. As for the rest of your clade, Michelle is your First Aux, with Cassandra and Oliver as your Connies currently right?"

"You got it. Cassie is a bit of a handful but Michelle is really helpful while I settle in," at least that was easy to answer truthfully.

"Aux is properly supportive..." She said outloud as she wrote, just before she noticed the wet spots she was leaving on the page. "Damn it! Dismissed, I'll be out later."

You and Fiazi exit quickly, not looking back as the whirr of a motor fills the office. When the door closes you both look at each other, shrug and get to working out.

Unlike last time you were able to complete a full lap without loosing your balance. In fact your body now seemed built with track and field in mind, easily running a mile in six minutes. You barely noticed Hurdles as you lept over them, your long jump was beat only by rabbit girls, and you aimed everything you threw perfectly. It was when the second half came and the class switched to weight training when it got weird. You could barely lift a two pound weight, despite your bag weighing at least four. Every single rep made you sweat buckets and you went though all the extra towels with out finishing a single set, let alone one with weights on it.

Slumped against the wall, McKenna stood over you, clip board in hand

"Imada, I know it's hard to adjust but you gotta remember: magic doesn't always make sense. You gotta make it work for you not work against it, got that?"

You nod, her words making a weird amount of sense.

"Alright, hit the showers, your Mom called and you've been given the OK to take Annie home permanently. So don't keep her waiting." She slaps you on the shoulder and you sliently panic. You expected to be able to look up the quad thing, with this world's Wikipedia or something. Every time you think of using World Tome your heart aches for Jess and you hate it! Now faced with being completely unprepared for whatever Annie is or knowing you're torn. You had hoped your resolve would last at least twenty four hours...