The High School Story

I have never been great with girls. I’m not ugly or anything. I’m just shy, I lack the confidence I need to make a move. I've had a girlfriend before though; we even almost had sex. We were in her car and things were about to go somewhere and the severe thunderstorm warning came on the radio. She got scared and asked me to drive her home. So now I’m 18, and have only touched a girl’s bra while it was on her.

So that was my life before the weird shit started happening.
When I got home that night I found a note that said my parents had gone out of town. Home alone: nice. I of course walked upstairs to the bathroom and undressed. I had heard that you aren't supposed to shower during a storm but what can I say, I was a horny teenage boy who just got blue-balled, I needed relief. So I was lying down in the bathtub doing my thing, when suddenly there was a bright light. I woke up later, my muscles were sore and I felt weak, parts of my skin were burnt and I had a terrible headache. I considered calling an ambulance but decided I had survived the worst and probably wouldn't have made it to the phone anyway. I passed out on my bed.

When I woke up I was surprised to find that my burns had completely healed. I got dressed and ready for school. I got to school and things got even weirder. I felt eyes on me, like I was being watched. I looked around each one of my classes and noticed all the girls staring at me. They all looked down shyly when I made eye contact. Even my teachers, the women ones anyway, were giving me unusual looks.

At the end of the day I was walking down the hall when I overheard my name from the girl’s bathroom. I walked up to a locker nearby to make it look like I was trying to get it open, I listened in.

“Did you see Charlie today?” They were talking about me. “He was so hot; my panties were getting wet just looking at him. Can you tell what was different about him?” Another voice chimed in, “I know right? I was trying not to slide my fingers down my skirt thinking about him.” I recognized those voices. They were Hailey and Jessica, the two most popular girls in school. I had a huge crush on Hailey when I was a freshman, I moved on when I heard she was a lesbian with Jessica, which was just a rumor. But they were fucking sexy, both of them, they developed in middle school and had gotten all the attention for it. And now they were talking about me.