The following is a complete work of fiction. It is the third of what could be many entries in the adventures of Alisha, an 18 year old girl entering her senior year of high school, and Vicky, a symbiote that has the capacity to overtake and control Alisha's body.
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Day 3: Wednesday (Part 1)
Alisha woke up at her usual time of 6:30 am to get ready for school. However, she felt completely unmotivated to get out of bed. Still reeling from the previous day's events, she did not know how to move on with life. In an instant, Alisha snapped out of her daze to the sound of knocking on her bedroom door.
"Alisha!"
"I'm awake, mom."
"You need to get ready quickly, or you're going to be late for your bus!"
Alisha didn't want to get up, or go to school. She was about to respond to her mother that she wasn't feeling well, when she felt that same feeling of sinking into herself she experienced the day prior.
"Yes mom, I'm sorry! I'll get ready as quickly as I can" said Vicky through Alisha.
Vicky had Alisha get out of her bed, and she made her way over to her closet.
"We can't have you hiding at home now, how are we supposed to have fun today? Now Alisha, we need to get us dressed. Do you want to pick your own clothes, or would you like me to do things for you?"
"I'll... I'll pick my own clothes."
"If I let you back in control, will you get ready quickly like I told your mother you would?"
"Fine, yes!"
Alisha found herself back in control of her body. She went through her closet, and picked out an outfit for the day, settling on one similar to the previous day. Alisha proceeded to continue getting ready for the day as quickly as she could. As she did, Vicky continued talking to her.
"Lish, I think we have a problem we need to take care of soon."
"What is that?"
responded Alisha, as she began to brush her hair.
"Your wardrobe. It's so... boring. I think we need to go out soon to get you something more fun to wear."
"Fun? What do you mean by fun?"
"Something that will make you look... less like the good Christian girl everyone thinks you are."
"Thinks I am? I AM!"
"Oh really? What do you call sucking off Evan in the girl's washroom?"
"SHUT UP! THAT WAS YOU THAT MADE ME DO THAT!"
"And who's gonna believe that? That's right, no one. As as far as Evan, and anyone else would be concerned, it was all you that acted like a filthy slut yesterday. Do I really need to keep reminding you that if you don't do what I want, not only will I do it for us, but I'll take things further than you would?"
Alisha stopped brushing her hair, and just looked at herself in the mirror in front of her. For a moment, the reflection she saw was what she was expecting, herself. But just for a moment. The reflection changed, and was looking back at her with a devious look in her eyes, and a smirk on her face.
"Fine,"
said Alisha.
"We'll look for some clothes later this week."
"By later this week, I hope you mean later today, Lish."
Alisha didn't respond, and simply continued getting herself ready for school. She went downstairs, grabbed her lunch, and put it in her backpack. With no time for breakfast, she went out the door and to her bus stop.
***
Alisha arrived at school, and made her way to her first of two classes for the day, History. Being a bit early, she decided to take a seat at the back of the classroom, and started unpacking her books. One by one, other classmates began entering the room and finding a place to sit. Mere minutes away from the class starting for the day, someone entered the classroom that made Alisha's stomach start doing flips inside of her; Evan.
Almost immediately, Evan spotted Alisha at the back, and saw the seat in the next row over from her was empty, and made his way to it and sat down. Alisha didn't budge; frozen in fear and anxiety, she kept looking straight ahead, not wanting to think about what happened between them the day before.
Just as the teacher was starting to speak, Evan whispered over to Alisha.
"Hey Alisha."
Alisha turned to him, her heart pounding in her chest. "What do you want?" she asked, her voice already trembling.
"I'm just saying hi. And don't worry, I haven't told anyone about our 'trip to Vegas' yesterday."
Alisha was a bit relieved to hear that Evan hadn't told anyone about the blowjob, but at the same time she was on edge, as she didn't want to talk about it.
"Oh... ok" is all Alisha could respond with. "We should probably pay attention to class though."
"Yea, you're probably right. But, if you feel the urge to take another 'trip,' I definitely won't mind one bit."
Evan winked at Alisha, and turned his attention forward to the teacher.
Alisha was also looking towards the front, but she wasn't paying attention to anything being taught in the class. Instead, Alisha was trying not to panic, and tried to sort out her thoughts.
"Why is Evan here?"
Alisha thought to herself.
"Was he here yesterday, and I just didn't see him? Did he transfer into my class? He did after all look at my schedule yesterday at lunch."
Right on cue, Vicky chimed in on the situation.
"Who cares why he's here! He's here, and we have him in one of our classes every day!"
"I care! I don't want him to think of me as a slut! I already can't look at him without feeling embarrassed and guilty!"
"So... are you saying we should find a new guy for us?"
"NO! Just... I DON'T KNOW, OK?!"
"I think you're being a bit unreasonable here, Lish. How about we talk later when you're not upset."
"HOW ABOUT YOU JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!"
Silence; Vicky didn't respond. Alisha was still not paying attention to class, and from her brief argument with Vicky, found herself feeling frustrated, confused, and worried.
Alisha tried her best to pay attention to the class, but found herself mentally drifting. She was unable to shake the memories of yesterday from her mind, as they seemed to play on a loop over and over in her thoughts.
"Alright class, go take your 15 minute break. After class, we'll have some quiet reading time."
Alisha snapped from her daze when she heard the teacher yell out to the class. Everyone was getting out of their seats, and heading out the classroom door; it was time for their first break of the day. Alisha got up, and started her way down the busy hall to where she had usually met with her friends in the years before. As she walked, she felt a hand loosely grab her shoulder from behind. She stopped and turned, and saw Evan standing in front of her.
"Hey Alisha!"
"Uhh, hi."
"You sure walk fast! I almost had to run to catch up to you!"
"Yea, I guess so. I was.. just trying to get to my friends before break gets too far in."
"Well count me in! I haven't seen the rest of your friends since lunch yesterday."
This was not what Alisha wanted. None of her friends had any idea about what had happened between the two of them, and she desperately wanted to keep it that way. She stayed silent for a moment, trying to process as best as she could what she should do.
"Just say yes, Lish. Take him to your friends."
"I don't want to! What if they find out??"
"I promise you they WILL know if you don't do as I say. Now go!"
Alisha looked up into Evan's eyes, and put on a fake smile.
"Yes, sorry. Let's go. We usually meet down under one of the far staircases."
Alisha guided Evan down the hall, and down a set of stairs. It was under that stairway that she saw the same friendly faces from yesterday; Jackie, Rachel, and Toni.
"Alisha! Evan! You're both here!" exclaimed an excited Toni.
"Glad to see you too!" said Evan.
Alisha said nothing in response, but joined her friends. Evan, Rachel, and Toni started chatting together, as Jackie positioned herself beside Alisha.
"So," began Jackie. "What made you bring Evan here?"
The question caught Alisha off guard, but she knew she had to think of something. Speaking faster than she normally would, she replied "He just wanted to see everyone. He's in my history class."
"Oh yea?"
"Yea..."
Jackie looked right into Alisha's eyes. Quietly, she asked her "Are you alright? You seem a little... off."
Alisha wanted to say no. She wanted to explain that she was an absolute wreck right now. But Vicky didn't want the fun to end. Swiftly taking over Alisha, Vicky continued the conversation.
"Oh I'm fine, just a little tired. I didn't get a lot of sleep last night."