Note: all are over the age of 18, And the story is entirely fictional.
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So I was in high school. One of those kids who, for whatever reason hadn't gotten much action. I wasn't bad looking or chubby by any means. Hell, I even had a 6 pack. I had just fallen into that "friend" category. You know how it is. I didn't smoke, but I got along fine with the kids who did. Lucky for me, my parents weren't home much.
It was a day in late winter/ early spring, and prom was coming up. I had a bad first half of the day. First, there was an American History test on the reading I hadn't read. I flunked it. Then, I was late getting to homeroom, and my teacher marked me tardy. I had to serve detention after school now. Then, I fell asleep in my next class. The teacher didn't give me a detention, but he made me stay after class (I had a lunch next, and I didn't want a second detention.... Then, I missed my friends. (Most of them smoked, so when some of them went out to smoke, the rest of us would go somewhere.)
But then, I walked into a kid I hadn't seem in a while. He was kind of nerdy, but very smart. And I mean REALLY smart. He could have skipped a dozen grades if he wanted to, but since he was really small, HE had decided against it. (didn't want to be picked on by kids in college).And that was when he was 6. I was nice to him, so I suppose he considered me a friend.
"How are you doing Evan?" the kid asked.
"Not so well. You?" I asked trying to remember his name.
"Your boy Greg over here is doing great." So that's what his name was. "I was theorizing on ways to remyelinate the various axons and dendrites, and I have it. You see, the key is creating a non-phospholipid lipid capable of breaching the blood brain..." (at the word brain I finally got a clue he was talking about something in neuroscience) "And moreover, there is a Zero point Zero- Three-Seven percent chance that the emergent properties of such will produce, in addition to heightened intelligence and reaction speed, psychic powers of varying degrees—"
Cutting in, I said, "Wait! Did you say physic powers?"
Greg said, "Yeah, but the chance is almost nil. The important part is that if this truly remyelinates, then this will cure most neurological diseases. Also, it will make everyone smarter."
"Why are you telling me this?"
Greg smirked, "Ahh, that's the thing. I have no access to somebody who would allow me the money to test on animals. I was wondering if you were interested. At a minimum, I am 99.9979% certain that it will remyelinate and increase your intelligence and reflexes. And there is no chance that it will harm you. So how about it?"
I thought about it. A little extra brain power sure would help me. Plus that psychic stuff. If he said it was possible, then it was. I asked, "What did you mean by psychic powers?"
"Well, basically, the increased brain power so to speak might enable your mirror neurons to--"
I cut in, "So that I can understand it."
Greg said, "Thought reading to mind control with the possibility for you to create electrical surges depending. Or it could just be an increased awareness of people's emotions. It's highly unlikely. You shouldn't worry about it."
Making my decision, "Ok, I am in. What do I have to do?"
"Just meet me outside the Chemistry lab at the end of school. I will hand you the solution, and you can drink it. Get there quickly so you won't miss the bus."
I was taking the late bus home because of my DT, but he didn't know about that. "See you then. I need to go now."
At the end of the day, I made my way to the chem lab. I saw Greg and he motioned me inside. There was an Erlenmeyer flask filled with a slightly bluish liquid in his hand. He handed it to me. "Drink this, but don't let the teacher see you. It's against the rules to drink or eat off of lab equipment or in here."
I took the flask from him, turned my back to the teacher, and drank. After a few nervous minutes, it was finished. "How soon until it takes affect?" I asked.
"Anywhere from about 30 minutes to a week, but probably overnight."
"Cool. Thanks for this."
Greg said, "No, it's me who should be thanking you. This will help me out tremendously in my research. Well, you better get going, don't want to miss the bus." And with that, we parted.
I went to detention. I had nothing better to do, so I started doing my math homework. I got stuck on the second problem. It was something about matrices. I tried to go to the next one, but I couldn't do that one either. Then, after half an hour or so, something clicked. I just did the problem. And then, the rest of the homework. It all made sense. I was amazed. Then I realized that it must be that thing that Greg had given me to drink.
I wondered if I had gotten psychic powers. I looked around the room, trying to read people's thoughts. There was this girl I knew, Rachel; cute, a tease and a bit of a druggie. I had known her since middle school, when she had moved into my neighborhood. She had short cropped, dyed hair. When she had dressed up for Halloween... Lets just say wow.
Right then, she was wearing high-heels, a red plaid miniskirt, and a coat over a white button up shirt. I didn't know how to read minds, so I just kind of stared at the back of her head.
Nothing happened. So I stared some more. Then, I heard "I really could go for a cig right after I get out of here." I looked around, but I was sure that nobody else had heard anything. I was sure this was thought reading. I stared at the back of her head and waited.
'This is so boring. Damn rules. I'm glad this is my last DT.' I knew this was it.
I decided I would try to see what kind of mind control I had. I thought at her (if that makes any sense) 'Your ass is really itchy.' Just for kicks.
To my surprise, she started to wiggle, then scratch her butt. I almost burst out laughing.
