Mind control high school

You awake with a jolt to the sound of your alarm blaring incessantly by the side of your bed. Your immediate instinct of course is to shut off your alarm and lay your head back down on the pillow, beginning to drift back into much needed sleep, after all you were having such a strange dream.

“John Doe” the being spoke softly, the ethereal being drifting around you, enveloping you in what felt like a warm embrace except that you were not touching anything “John Doe” it whispered again “from this moment forth the people on your plane of existence shall do and think exactly what you tell them to” you thought about this for a while absorbing the ramifications of the beings statement

“this can't be true” you thought to yourself

“oh but it is” the being responded “from now on your word is the reality of the people around you”,

“why me” you responded unsure whether you just thought it or spoke it allowed

“that remains to be seen” it replied,

“ are there any catches” you ask nervously

“I am not in a position to reveal these things” the being responded with a sly smile on what you thought was a mouth

“ are there any others like me” you asked

“you’ll just have to explore and find out” the being said as it began to recede into the white mist that was spread in all directions. You were now alone in what seemed to be a bright void.

BANG, BANG, BANG, You are brought back to reality by a knocking at your door “John, you are gonna be late for school !!” your mother shouts from the hall. You glance over at your clock “8:13” oh shit you really are going to be late for school. You reluctantly leap out of bed and head straight for your closet, you pull out your school uniform, black pants and blazer, a white shirt underneath and a thin tie with green and black stripes the school crest is embroidered onto the left pocket of your blazer. You go to a real prestigious school full of stuck up rich kids who haven’t worked a day in their lives.

You step into the bathroom and throw your uniform into an undignified pile on the cold tiles. As you strip off your pyjamas to jump in the shower you look in the mirror. You are reasonably fit with no obvious fat and the the beginnings of well defined abs but nothing to write home about, your dick is respectable but not massive. As you step into the shower and hot water begins to run down your body you are left with a moment to reflect on the surreal dream you were having before you awoke, could what the being said be true? Can you really control other people with just your words? You resolve that the only way to find the answers to these questions would be to do some tests. Ideas began to form in your head as you rush to get dressed and walked out the door on your way to school.

As you arrive into your tutor class you notice that half the chairs are deserted, it was a Tuesday but last Sunday had been Amelia Rowland’s birthday, she was the last person in the year to turn 18 and it had been a real rager, the heaviest of drinkers were clearly yet to recover.

As you sat down and dropped your stuff in your usual spot you decided to put your plan into action. You were still cautious as you were pretty sure it was just a dream but you figured it was worth a try. Over in the corner of the room sat Amanda Liu a Chinese exchange student. She was quiet and reserved and sat alone at the back of the class, You got up and approached her, she looked up at you confused as she was used to spending this time alone.

“what do you think of the way China treats your home country, Taiwan?” You asked, her face began to contort into a look of confusion and you anticipated an angry tirade about how she was Chinese and that mainland China and Taiwan were the same country and so on. But instead her expression relaxed to neutral for a moment before turning to a look of concern.

“I am really worried. China thinks that because they are bigger than we are they can push us around and one day I think they might even try and invade” she said with her light Chinese accent and a worried tone. Your jaw dropped open, you had just convinced the most nationalistic Chinese person you know that they were really Taiwanese, you had just rewritten Amanda’s entire worldview, her entire life in a sentence. your mind flooded with possibilities and fantasies as you looked about the room.

You saw the popular table full of snobby girls always fighting amongst themselves you look over to your tutor teacher Ms Landry who is in her early thirties and teaches you design, you look back at Amanda.