Author's Notes: Hello everyone! To those of you returning to this story and thinking "What the hell happened?", don't worry. Long story short, I was unhappy with the way that my newest story was going, because I was limited by the standards that I had already set in my previous stories. This new version features many plot changes, with some new parts added in and other parts taken out. The main difference is that I switched the drugs from being a syringe to a pill, since it seemed kinda ridiculous that nobody in these stories has a problem with needles. I also changed how the clone system worked.
Aside from that, normal story rules still apply: All characters are fictional, all characters involved in sex are 18 or older, etc.
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Caroline walked into her friend's room after school. Normally, she would be either riding home with her parents or walking homes with her friends, but Sandy had insisted that she come over to his house today. That was weird, since Sandy never had people over to his house, especially not her. He wasn't even one of her closest friends, just a guy friend that sometimes hung out with her.
Sandy himself walked in right behind and closed the door. That unnerved Caroline a little bit. Why would he need to do that? Sure, if his twin sister was home, that would be one thing, but neither she nor his parents were here.
"Alright, so why am I here again?" Caroline asked. She had never been given an answer, not during lunch when he had asked - more like TOLD - her to come, not when they were walking the three blocks back to his house, not when they went upstairs to his room. Hell, Caroline wasn't even sure why she had bothered to come in the first place, other than that she was a nice person and had nothing better to do.
"Well... there's something I want to show you." Sandy replied nervously, fumbling with his hands. Clearly, whatever he wanted to show was embarrassing, stupid, or very personal - or possibly all three, to be honest.
"Okay... and what would that be?"
"Well, uh..." He was definitely trying to stall, that much was obvious. He was definitely having second thoughts about this. "before I do, will you promise... will you promise not to freak out or anything?"
That gave Caroline even more unease. Whatever this thing was, it must have been dangerous, scary, or both. "Um... okay, I guess?"
"Alright then..." Sandy moved over to his dresser and slowly opened one of the middle drawers. 'Nervous would be an understatement at this point,' Caroline thought.
At this point, Caroline had no idea what Sandy was going to show her. What he pulled out, though, was still probably one of the last things she expected to see, especially from him: a small blue pill.
That definitely surprised Caroline; she had had no idea Sandy was a druggie. He was an all A's student, top of his class, in fact. How he managed to stay up there with all his procrastination and cutting corners on assignments, Caroline would never know. Still, she didn't deny the fact that he was smart, funny, and friendly. In fact, his one real downside was that he tended to be a loner, and had very few friends (and also his name; he was teased and called a girl a lot when he was younger).
Despite that, Caroline never expected Sandy to be doing drugs and not get caught; she herself had never done drugs (nor did she plan to), and even she had a good idea of who was doing drugs like marijuana and heroin; most drugs in this town came from only a few suppliers, and the only thing that spread faster than the drugs themselves was the gossip about who was buying.
"Okay..." Sandy started, then paused; he clearly didn't know were he was going with this.
"Um... okay..." Neither did Caroline!
"Now, before you ask, no, this isn't a drug - at least not the kind you're thinking of." Sandy began fumbling the pill around in his hands. He had a habit of doing that with things in his hands; kept him busy and distracted, Caroline figured.
"Alright, then... what is it?"
"It's... its something that changed my life completely. It..." Sandy stopped. He needed to be less cryptic, more open with her. "It's a drug that enhances me, enhances my body, my mind. It allows me to do so many cool things. And..." he paused, before anxiously spitting out "I wanted to share it with you."
Caroline, again, didn't know how to react. He was asking her to try DRUGS with him? Why her? She sat down on the side of Sandy's bed, mulling this over. No, not even mulling it over; just wondering whether she could run past him, down the stairs, and out the front door. She decided against that; Sandy was standing between her and the door, and he was a lot bigger and stronger than her. Sure, he wasn't likely to physically HURT her - Sandy just wasn't that kind of guy - but he might forcibly make her swallow the pill.
Meanwhile, Sandy was just standing there, letting her mull this over. After a moment, he asked "So... will you?"
"Well... I don't know," Caroline replied; she needed to stall. "What EXACTLY does it do?"
"Can't tell you," Sandy said with a slight smile, "It would ruin the surprise."
After she said nothing in reply, he frowned and said "Look Caroline, all you need to know is that it does some amazing stuff - some would even say extraordinary - for you, it's safe, and I myself took it."
Caroline still hadn't made up her mind, so she asked "How long ago did you first take it?"
"A few months ago or so. About the same time I stopped wearing my glasses." He said with a slight smile. He had that I-know-something-and-you-don't face. While Caroline was still very anxious and unsure about this, she was also becoming a little curious.
Stopped wearing his glasses... was he implying?...
"Oh, and you only have to take it once." He added in. Caroline felt slightly more at ease; she hated pills, so only having to do it once made it much more appealing.
For a second, Caroline was surprised to find herself even considering doing this. Why was she doing this? That guilt was quickly washed away by curiosity, though; she HAD to know.
"Alright, fine, I'll do it." She said.
"Cool! Now lay down on the bed, this should only take few moments to get ready."
Caroline did as she was told, while Sandy left to go grab a glass. As he came back in with, she asked him "Is this going to hurt?"
He scoffed at her. "The pill? No, why would it? You got a problem with pills?"
Caroline hadn't been talking about the pill; that implied that the process itself might be painful.
