Chapter #7Its odd that you lived this long. by: M1lk   She blinks.
Twice.
You realize that even if she did bother to recognize you, she kind of hated you, and when could this ever happen. She could just dismiss it as her eyes playing tricks on her. She was a sharp person, and the smarter one was, the quicker they would dismis something so outrageous. Or, thats what you think. If this was a reversed situation, you wouldn't believe it either.
"Skye?!"
Holy shit, wait what the fuck did she say?!
"Skye, is that YOU?!"
Oh my god. She recognizes you. She fucking recognizes you.
"Skye, answer me...is that really you."
You need to say something fast. Something well thought through so she knows its you...
"Sup...Kaitlyn. Whats hanging." You say meekly.
"You Skye. From my bangs." She replies. The person next to her raises an eyebrow.
"Oh yeah, I forgot." You say. She rolls her eyes. Then your blood runs cold. You hate to, but you need to ask.
"So....uh, can you help me find a cure...or at least help me."
"Hmmm...I will think about it. But I think you should pray to god about it. I haven't forgotten what you did to me in front of Jun." She says smugly. Its your worst fear!!! A teenage girl on her period, and she might kill you! Its just like that dream you had last month.
She grabs you and shoves you in her jean pocket, and its a tight fit, obviously the makers of the skinny jeans didn't take tiny people into account when making them. You feel cramped, but Kaitlyn sitting down has all but stopped you from moving.
"Damn, my legs going numb."
She does take you out latter though, now your in a land that makes you nosebleed.
"Ok, Skye, listen. I hate you, and the fact that your a perverted alien." She says.
"Zeeboop na ne upop" You reply sarcastically.
"Quite, and right now, I have you in the girls locker room.
Boobies?
"And I know that there's only one thing that goes through a boys mind at times like this.
Boooobies.
"So, heres the deal. If you stay in this shoe(she holds it up to show you) the whole period, so I know your not peeping on anyone here, I will think twice about using as a toy for my pleasure."
"Your thinking twice?"
"Don't push your luck, I would really hate for you to fall in Marry's panties?"
Marry was a bitch. She bitched at everyone and thought she was better then them. She was also fat. Obese. And you didn't want to touch ANY part of him(because it was too fugly to be a girl). You didn't hate fat people, just Mary.
"Your siiick." You say. Kaitlyn raises and eyebrow and gently flicks you. You hit the back of the locker.
"Here's your shoe. You had better be in it when I get back, ESPECIALLY when I'm changing."
She slams the locker door as you get up, still dazed. You hit the back of the locker head first, and you might have a minor concussion. You approach her shoe, and it smells. Worse then Kaitlyn usually smelled. You glance at the locker door. It had little holes in it that you might be able to slip through and escape. The whole locker smells bad, especially at your size. What do you do?  | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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