What and Who Did I Do?
Memory loss comes with strangely enhanced sexual powers
[All characters that appear in this story are at least 18 years of age. Most are high school seniors, just days before graduation.]
"Oh Hiiiiiiii Noah!" There it was again. That weird sing-songy voice when a girl saw him walking through the hall. And this time it was from Olivia, one of the most popular girls in school. He didn't even think she knew his name, and here she was, just like half a dozen other girls he'd seen so far today, CUTE ONES, saying his name and smiling like they were genuinely happy to see him. They just came up and talked to him! Stasia, of all people, asked him if he had plans for the summer. Kristi asked him if he was going to Kurt's graduation party. What the hell was going on?!!
According to his phone, today was May 26th. His high school graduation was in less than a week. He recognized the people. Their faces, their clothes, and the school seemed the same. He still had the same locker. He remembered the combination. He remembered his name and where he was born and all that. Everything seemed normal when he woke up in his bed at home this morning. He showered, grabbed a bowl of cereal, and rushed off to school just like he had hundreds of times before.
But the last day he remembered was April 26th. He was shocked when he saw that his phone said it was May. Maybe it's a mistake, he thought. But just in walking from his car to his locker, girls that never looked twice at him before were acting like he was their best friend. The kind of interest they were showing, it almost seemed like they might be interested in being his girlfriend. Him! Noah Grant, four-eyed loser and social pariah, king of the nerds. That Noah Grant. What the hell was going on?
Then he saw Izzy. Thank God! A friendly face. Someone he could talk to. One of only two girls in his small circle of friends. They'd known each other since they were six. They played Baldur's Gate together. His mom thought she might be into him. "It's not like that, Mom," he had informed her. "Izzy's not into guys. She's asexual." That's what Izzy said and he had no reason, and no evidence for disbelieving her. But across the locker pit, Izzy looked...different somehow. Yeah, it was definitely Izzy, but she looked kind of...well she looked kind of hot! Izzy! What the hell...? He walked over to her.
"Hey Iz."
"Hey Noah." She seemed a little unsure.
"Iz can we talk?"
"Yeah sure. Flagpole?"
"Yeah."
The flagpole was where their group tended to hang out. There was a small circle of benches around there, and it usually wasn't crowded. Most kids tended to prefer inside around the commons area. They walked the short distance together out the side doors and over to the flagpole. First bell rang, but they were seniors. Most seniors had study period first, Noah and Izzy included. Nobody would care if they were a little late, or, especially this close to graduation, if they didn't show at all.
"Iz, I swear I'm not putting you on. Like this is the real fucking truth, OK?"
"OK..."
"What day is it? I mean date, like the number?"
Izzy was slow to answer. "I think it's May 26th. We graduate in 5 days."
"You think, or you know?"
"Cut the shit, Noah. What's going on? What's bothering you?" She seemed strangely on edge.
"I can't remember the last fucking month of my life. Swear to God. Last thing I remember was that night at the reservoir with you. That was April 26, the day after my birthday. I can't remember a fucking thing since then. I woke up today and I thought it was April 27th. Didn't think any different 'till I looked at my phone."
"Oh shit! You too?" It was like a damn broke, Izzy was so relieved. "I thought I was crazy! My mom said some shit about graduation being in 5 days and I thought...what? Then I looked at our calendar and it said May, and I looked at the corner of the TV she always has on and it said May too, so I knew it wasn't some joke. But I didn't tell anybody. I just thought I was losing my fucking mind! What the fuck?"
"Yeah. What the fuck?"
"So it's just us? As far as we know it's just you and me that can't remember the last month?"
"As far as I know."
"Did something happen to us?"
"I don't know. What's the last thing you remember? From that night, at the reservoir?"
"I remember we were sitting at a picnic table, and we were eating this bag of pretzels you had, and you were saying how you wished we had beer."
"Yeah. I remember that too. And after that, nothing."
"Nothing."
"What the fuck?"
"And today, people are acting all weird to me so far, like girls especially. Girls that normally wouldn't talk to me, like Olivia and Stasia, and Kristi. They were like...friendly."
"Oh. That must be so hard for you."
"Stop it. I mean yeah, normally I'd be fucking creaming my jeans, but just out of the blue like that, for no reason, it's too fucking weird."
"Promise you won't laugh?"
"Of course. Go."
"Guys were acting weird to me too. Jocks like Kurt and Mike and Aiden. Kurt actually invited me to his graduation party. Can you fucking believe it?"
"Holy shit. Yeah that's about as weird as Olivia smiling at me and talking to me."
"OK. This is too fucking weird. Do you think we should see a doctor or something? About the memory stuff I mean?"
"Probably. But I feel fine. I don't have a bump on my head or anything. You?"
"Same. I don't want to see any doctors. After that shit my mom put me through with the anxiety meds and therapy and all, the last thing I want is to give her an excuse to start that up again. No fucking way. And don't you dare tell your mom, either, or she'll fucking call up mine. OK? You have to promise me, Noah. Don't say anything. At least let's give it a few days first and see what happens."
"Yeah. OK. Let's just see how this goes today, and maybe through graduation. Maybe our memories will come back?"
"Maybe. I hope so. Check ya after school?"
"OK. 3:05 right here."
"Sounds good. I'll remember. I hope."
"Very funny."
Throughout the rest of that school day their memories did not return. Mrs. Clark passed back a test neither one of them remembered taking, but they'd both aced it, every question right, even the extra credit. They were both good students, but almost nobody ever aced one of Clark's tests. She liked to put in "challenge" questions that were outside the curriculum. So that was strange, but otherwise almost everything seemed very normal, as if nothing unusual had happened at all. At least on the surface it seemed mostly normal. But there were a few strange signs.
When he opened his locker before lunch, Noah noticed someone had shoved a pair of women's panties through the vent slats and into his locker. It was more of a thong, really. And there was a note. "Meet me in the drama room at 12:30 and you can put these back on me, after we're through that is, unless you want your jizz running down my leg all afternoon again." After the message, someone had drawn a heart with the letter "K" inside it. Kristi? This must be some kind of sick joke, Noah thought. There's no way Kristi would want me to fuck her, or that I'd already fucked her before.
At least as best as he could remember, Noah was nearly a virgin. Nearly, because he did have sex once, with Denise, the other girl in their friend group. And that had been on his 18th birthday, the day before his memories cut out. Noah was the youngest in their group. It was kind of Denise's drunken present to him. It was part of what he and Izzy had been talking about that night at the reservoir. Noah definitely remembered his dick had been inside Denise's vagina. So that made him technically not a virgin, although he didn't remember much fucking. After just a few quick thrusts, he'd felt he was going to cum, and was at least in control enough to pull out, before shooting his cum all up over her stomach and in between her tits.
It was no secret. Denise told Izzy she was going to let Noah fuck her for his birthday. She told Josh and Sam and Devin too. Denise had also fucked Devin, and she'd given blowjobs to Josh and Sam. She was kind of a slut, he supposed, but really that seemed too harsh. She just did it as an 18th birthday present to each guy, because they were all her friends, it was something she could give them, and they all liked it. She wasn't in love with any of them. Once with each guy, and that was it, at least so far.
Izzy wasn't like that. Izzy was asexual, she said. She was a virgin and since she didn't feel like having sex with anyone she wasn't going to do it. Maybe someday, she figured, she might try, just to try it, but she was pretty sure there wouldn't be any future in it for her. It made her life a lot simpler not to have to worry about all that, she said, and everyone in their friend group accepted her that way.
As they were walking out from 6th period, Elizabeth passed Noah a note. "If you can give me a ride home after school, then I can repay you when we get there. My parents won't be home until 6:00." Her smile when she'd passed it to him told Noah that it didn't seem like he'd loaned her any money. And it wasn't just Kristi and Elizabeth. They were just the ones who wrote notes. Plenty of other girls smiled at him, and stared at him. Sometimes they whispered to each other before or after looking. Maddy bumped into his crotch with her ass. He was pretty sure she'd done it on purpose. Ava bent over in front of him with the perfect angle to let him look down her shirt at her big boobs. He was pretty sure she'd done that on purpose too.
It wasn't just Noah who was the subject of this sudden flirtation. Izzy was getting it too. The looks, the stares, the leering. Four different guys asked her why she changed her hair back. Three asked her when she was going to wear clothes again that she didn't know she owned, like pink pants, or a yellow dress, or a white sweater. She didn't get underwear shoved into her locker, but she did get a condom, unused, thankfully. It was a magnum, and it came with a note from Bryce saying he would be happy to fill it for her. Grayson gave her a rose, and very sweetly told her Prom had been the best night of his life. She didn't remember going to Prom. She'd never had any interest in any school dance of any kind.
Noah wasn't sure if he should tell Izzy about the most popular girls in school coming on to him and all, but seeing as how it seemed like they were together in this lost memory experience, and she was one of his closest friends, he decided to go ahead.
"I don't know if it's some kind of sick joke, or what, Iz, but the hottest girls in school are throwing themselves at me, like actually asking me to have sex with them."
"Normally, I'd say 'you wish' or something like that. Maybe say you were delusional, but I'm getting it too. Like guys are ogling me, all the time, everywhere I go, commenting on my hair or my clothes. One guy gave me a condom. Another guy gave me a rose and thanked me for Prom night. Like, I went to Prom? Me? And he was acting like I'd fucked him or something."
