Classroom thoughts

Class went by sluggishly, with your thoughts continuously returning to Tina’s half-assed investigative scheme. Sure, you could do a little digging through town records, but there certainly wouldn’t be anything to be found. Whose bright idea was to allow the ADHD-addled tomboy to be the brains of your group?

Out of the corner of your eye you spied Stacy sitting a few seats away.That was the other thing. How the hell did Tina expect you to win over one of the most popular girls in school? What kind of Casanova sex god did she think you were?

Feeling a tingle of warmth, you glanced down at the ring. Somehow deep inside you knew this little gem held power, a power that radiated with an intensity you had never felt in anything else before. And like a sirens song it called to you, caressing your mind and gently nudging you back to Stacy, asking you to use that great power on the bitchy girl.

Take her...claim her...

It was a familiar command, but something inside you was telling you to avoid giving in, the faintest pulse of resistance. You wrestled with your feelings, all the while looking at the hot young woman sitting so close to you.

Would you use this strange power, or try to approach her normally?