Lasse, and he has “alarming” news

“Laura! I need to talk to you after school!” read the text from Lasse.

Sitting down in your seat on the bus, a wicked grin crossed your face. You’d looked forward to getting to fool Lasse.You licked your lips in delight as you got into character, and responded,

“What’s the problem? Don’t tell me you failed to get me my special outfit…”

Tapping into the recent memories of your skin, you knew just how to toy with your prey. His responses filling you with twisted glee.

“Worse than that! Someone stole the pen!”

“I think I know who.”

“When we meet I’ll lay the plan out then.”

“We NEEEEED to get it back!”

“I’m kinda scared what this person might do.”

“Oh, Lasse. You have no idea how happy it makes me to know I’ve weaseled into your every thought.” you quietly said to yourself.

You shot him a reply back,

“Wanna meet up at that smoothie bar in town?”

“Or maybe you feel your place might be a bit more private?”

There is a pause in his replies for the time being. He’s probably arrived on campus, and trying to act normal around his friends.

You let out an amused chuckle.

He’s trying sooo hard to get his little toy back. Too bad it’ll be kept safe and sound with its true owner while he flounders about. Thinking about him trying to keep his cool while formulating plans around his friends… Oh it’s such a delicious thought. As long as I play my role to the letter, I’ll get to watch him squirm from one of the best seats in the house!

Your devilish musings were interrupted as a series of new faces boarded the bus. Each one a potential new face to wear and indulge in.

That rube seriously just wanted to toy around with this power. I on the other hand…

Heat welled inside you as you let your eyes dance across the new faces. Identifying them with your new memories, you started making a mental list of who might be worth slipping into when you weren’t messing with Lasse…

• Christa. Loves trying out different hair dyes and styles. Currently flaunting hot pink locks in a wavy side part style that rested on her shoulders. Often wears tight fitting clothes, such as her current black faux leather pencil skirt over purple/black gradient leggings and form fitting purple top. She isn’t involved in any extracurricular activities.
• Freida. President of the school’s book club. Has rich, chocolate hair that cascades down her back. Style tends to be average to bookish. Currently wearing a navy turtleneck and a khaki full length skirt. She also wears a pair of nickel, rimless glasses.
• Mia. Strawberry blonde hair in a messy inverted bob, and wearing a loose white spaghetti strap top & blue jeans, Mia is a member of the school’s archery team. Having been runner up in the last FISU games, she was adamant on taking the top spot this year and spent many hours honing her skills after hours at the school’s range. Her dream was to get a spot on the German Olympic Archery Team.

So many fun faces. And you could also use the pen for a little persuasion if you wanted to get a little intimate with them. That is, if they weren't willing already…

Arriving at school, you all filed off the bus in orderly fashion. Stepping off, you were greeted with your new academic home. An all girls school that resided a few hours away from your old stomping ground. Even if you decided against taking the skins of those other girls, living as Laura and spending your days here was far more ideal than your last school.

Humming a tune to yourself, you strutted in to begin your day as the newly refreshed Laura.

Aside from being surrounded by the fairer sex, your day had gone by like any other. Walking the halls after wrapping up your third class and heading to lunch, you got another text message.

“Hey, does a pot of spaghetti spin your fancy tonight? I don’t feel like doing a whole lot of prep for dinner.”

It was Juliette. You’d hoped it would’ve been another message from Lasse, but you assumed he probably had his hands full.

“Sure. Need me to grab anything? Lasse wants to meet up again, so I can grab something while I’m out.”

You got an almost immediate response.

“Again!? C’mon girl, is he really that fun to be around?”

Oh, if only Juliette knew… She was quickly climbing the ladder on your list of people. An athletic tomboy fireball with a penchant for tearing into Lasse. Maybe it could be fun to bring her in on the game of fucking with Lasse? Reveal (most) of your intentions and have you both ruin his life. It was certainly something to pin on the idea board.

You shot her a couple responses,

“Don’t worry, it’ll only be for a few minutes. He needs some help with a project he’s working on.”

“I’ll wrap it up real quick and grab whatever you need!~”

This time Juliette only focused on the dinner plans…

“Yeah, grab some tomato sauce and oregano.”

“We have noodles & cheese already.”

“Oh come on Jullie… Be a bit more fun…” you mused to yourself.

You sashayed into the cafeteria and grabbed a salad and a juice before sitting by yourself in a secluded corner.

Between your roomie and those three girls you saw, you certainly had options. New lives… new lovers… new friends… Being Laura was certainly a nice change of pace. You started on your salad as you began to plot out the rest of your day…