Dave flopped onto his miserable bed, after a miserable day, with a miserable feeling. He was worn out after simply the first day of college. Unbelievably, they had 4 tests that day off of the insane amount of summer homework. Knowing he probably failed most of them, probably because he did almost none of the homework, he was beginning a slow spiral into depression.
Although he still had a mountain of homework to do (they were really trying to kill the college freshmen), he concluded that he should instead take a nap, maybe restart his brain so he can actually comprehend the subjects he is taking. Satisfied with this conclusion, he slowly drifts into a long sleep, and has the weirdest dream...
Dave opens his eyes to an expansive view of complete blackness. He thought this was quite odd, but settled for swimming around to see if he can find anything. After what seemed like an eternity of swimming, he comes upon a glowing orb. Chuckling to himself about this weird dream, Dave was just about to reach his hand out and grab it to check it out, a loud voice booms from everywhere.
"Hello Dave. You have been given a chance to rehabilitate your life. Although we will not provide you a new life, we can most certainly alter the current one you have. You should currently have the utmost joy at this wondrous opportunity."
Dave is in a state of complete shock. We? Chance? Opportunity? REHABILITATE? Dave certainly didn't do any drugs.
Right when he was about to protest, the voice boomed again.
"This orb, if you choose to accept it, will grant you the power of universal acceptance. This means that whatever you do, say, or anything of the sort will be instantly accepted as fact to everybody who witnesses it. You will also be able to command people, however they must remain simple, like questions or simple requests. There are also numerous small powers that come with it, however, you will have to find those out for yourself. Choose now, or forever hold your peace and swim away."
Dave's jaw was gaping open. What the fuck type of messed up dream is this? Dave knows that this is complete bullshit, however, he toys with the idea of having this omnipotent power. Anybody will do anything he says? He could not even attend college and still get perfect grades! The possibilities are infinite, and all he has to do is grab this orb?
Dave shrugged and reach out to grab the glowing org. As soon as his hands met it, the orb begin pulsating and growing before enveloping his whole body. As everything began turning blue with a fiery touch, the booming voice bellowed its last words.
"Wise choice. We hope you enjoy your newfound power."
And with that final message, Dave awoke. He looked about, and realized that the sun was out. Confused, Dave glanced at his alarm clock. 6:30? He's late for school!
Dave changes clothes real quick (he wanted to have at least some dignity) and ran out to grab his bike and get onto campus and reach his class.
As soon as Dave reached a continuous momentum on his bike, he signed. He hadn't done any homework and simply slept the day away. What a waste.
Dave tried hard to remember what he was dreaming about, but he didn't recall anything in particular. He only remembers a blank setting. Dave decides to shrug it off and ponder excuses he can give to his teachers about why he didn't complete his homework. At least he didn't have anymore tests today.
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After a rather uneventful bike ride, he arrived at his university and dismounted from his bike. He decided to calm himself down and keep his stress at a minimum, knowing this would be needed to cope with school in the long run.
He pulled out his schedule of his new classes out of his pants pocket and headed in the general direction of his first class, English. He began coming up with excuses in his head to explain this his new teacher. Knowing this will display a very bad first impression to the teacher, he tried to come up with the most reasonable excuse that would be accepted and not change the teacher's opinion of him for the worse.
He finally came up with one as he entered the classroom, right when the bell rang. As everybody passed up their homework towards the teacher, who was sitting in his desk, I headed over to explain my problem.
"Excuse me, Mr. Smith?" I asked politely, wanting to maintain an innocent persona.
"Yes?" He responded tentatively, unknowing of what was going on.
"Last night, I had a terrible allergic reaction to my food and was rushed into the hospital where I stayed for a while until I returned home at 2 in the morning, much to my distress, as it didn't allow me enough time to do your given homework, while still attaining a good amount of sleep. Is it ok if I was excused from last night's homework and simply given no grade? This would be immensely helpful!" I begged, attempting at a display of puppy dog eyes, and genuine care, even though I felt almost none. I hardly doubted this extraneous situation would actually convin-.
"Of course! I'm so sorry, are you all right?" Mr. Smith's eyes filling up with concern.
"Erm." This caught Dave completely off-guard. He was sure he would believe him. "Yea I'm fine now after they did some stuff to me. I'm ready for school now..?" Dave made up as he went along. He honestly didn't plan on getting this far.
"Great! In that case, let's begin the class. Remember that if you ever need anything, my desk and office are always open." Mr. Smith reassured a very confused Dave.
"Thanks..." muttered Dave in response as he went back to his seat.
Dave immediately tuned out the lecture as he tried to figure out how he believed him so easily.
Concluding that the teacher was simply gullible, he tuned back in just as the bell rang, signaling his prompt retreat from the class and onto his next one, Math. He sighed as this was one of his worst subjects, and dreaded the class.
As soon as the bell rang, his overly excited teacher, Mrs. Martin, jumped up from her chair and exclaimed, "Today we'll be working in partners!". This caused Dave to take a quick glance around to confirm that yes, he did not have any friends in the class and he would be stuck with some random loser.
As everybody scrambled around to group with their friends, Dave simply stayed in place and watched the chaos unfold. Eventually, as the dust settled, everybody had a partner besides Dave it seemed. As Dave's fate was almost sealed, the door burst open and a beautiful blonde came forth, panting from running all the way to class. She walked over to the teacher, short of breath, and whispered something to her ear. She nodded in understanding and pointed to me. She gave me a warm smile as she walked over to me with books in her hand.
She had a great figure! Her blonde hair fell down to the middle of her back, her skin tan from having a great deal of fun in the sun, and her legs were perfect and appeared very long. She was wearing very short denim jeans (Dave thanked his lucky stars for the lax dress code), a tight tank top that accentuated her ample breasts, and sandals that showed off her flawless feet. Dave was also glad he chose a school in California, and hoped there were a lot of places where girls like this inhabited.
"Hello Dave! My name is Megan!" she joyously greeted, proffering her hand. All the guys looked jealously at me, stuck with regular beautiful girls, and not with this Californian beauty.
I hesitated as I looked her over. Eventually I noticed her hand extended towards me, and quickly shook it as he stumbled out a greeting.
"himeganimdave" I spilled out, embarrassed to be with somebody so out of my league.
She gave a polite chuckle. "I already know that, hence me using your name in my greeting!" She said, finding my greeting humorous. This caused my blush to deepen towards this babe.
"I'm messing with ya! Don't take it too seriously!" Megan reassured, finding my embarrassment funny.
I gave her a small chuckle as I caught myself from overreacting from the ordeal, and pushed a math worksheet towards her.
"So then, how do you want to go about doing this?" I asked her, wondering if she was competent in math.
"Well, it appears we have the whole class period to finish this, and because it doesn't look quite too long, maybe we can work together on each problem to make sure we really understand it?" Megan replied, offering her ideas.
"Sure that sounds good..." I said, as I brought a desk next to mine for her to sit in.
"Thanks!" Megan exclaimed as she sat down, and put her bag next to the side.
For the next 50 minutes, I forced myself not to sweat and break down in front of her every time she brushed my hand or something silly like that as we worked to complete the worksheet. She seemed to know the subject very well, correcting me in most things and even mock-tutor me in some problems I had a significantly hard time with, the whole time smiling, joy radiating from her body.
As we turned in our worksheet right before the bell rang, she asked me about my next classes.
I took out my schedule for Tuesday and found out my next class was a general science course all freshmen were required to take. As I turned to peer at her schedule, it seemed that she had that class next as well. In fact, most of the following classes were the same as ours. Actually, they were all the same! Dave couldn't believe that he didn't notice her in his first class, as somebody like that definitely deserved to be noticed.
"Want to be my walking buddy for all my classes?" Megan asked, with genuine interest in her eyes.
I nodded my head a bit too quickly as she chuckled again, and I blushed, again. It seemed like this would be happening a lot.
