Freshman Girl Needs to Pass

As the class let out, one of the freshman girls stayed behind, waiting in one of the chairs near the door. This was Ashly Skye, a 5 foot tall twig of a girl with strawberry blonde hair and just enough freckles.

It was my conference period, and pretty soon it was only Ashly and I in the room.

I'll admit that I felt a little shame at the ideas flooding to my mind, but the excitement I felt counteracted that.

I crossed my fingers, and looked up to see her thin frame with a hoodie hiding any estimation of what might lie underneath.

"Take off your hoodie. It's hot outside!"

This felt innocuous enough. Just a little test to see the extent of my control.

She took off her hoodie with no hesitation, exposing a T-shirt and short jean shorts. I could tell her breasts were smaller, but that didn't phase me.

She looked a bit shaken, having followed my instructions near instantly.

She spoke up. "Yeah, I guess it is pretty hot, haha." She folded her jacket anxiously in her arms. "I was going to ask you about this test... I'm pretty sure I flunked it."

I uncrossed my fingers, and talked with her as I found her test and graded it quickly. 34/100.

"I told you," she said nervously.

I crossed my fingers.

"You will never communicate with anyone, or put in writing any of the events that happen today in this room, no matter what."

She blinked, but it was clear that the command did something in her mind.

"Oh, ok." She said timidly. Her hair had a side part, and she began to drop some of her hair over her face.

"Tell me why you failed."

"I went to three parties this week, and never looked at my review for this class. I thought it would be easier." She blinked again, clearly startled by her own mouth. The voice she was speaking in to answer me was a bit strange, likely due to the fact that the stone was pushing her to speak using the contraction and extension of muscle groups, possibly fighting against the neurological signals in her brain that were giving different commands.

Her normal voice returned for the next response. "I tried my best..."

I was through testing the waters, I was ready to put these controls to the test.