You looked around the classroom. Who to give the boot to? There were two likely candidates:
1) Billy Samson: A big, musclebound football player. Attractive in the way that a well-groomed gorilla might be said to be attractive. You had no particular beef with him, but you had no especial use for him, either.
2) Jenna Corrigan: A ditzy airhead. Living proof the brunettes could be just as dumb as blondes were said to be. Known for being “user-friendly” to any guy she liked. Not exactly a pal, but she had lent you money one time when you’d been short on cash, and hadn’t been particularly worried when you couldn’t pay her back for a week.
You decided that Billy was the one who had to go. You texted the office, and soon Billy found himself being summoned out of class. Bye-bye, Billy!, you thought.
You looked around. Who else was here? Ah, there was Stacy Van Der Brugge, the Queen of High School Society, and her ladies-in-waiting, Jeannette Lacroix, Clair Namikawa, Melissa Alvarez and Martha Johnson. They considered themselves the upper crust of the school, and wouldn’t even speak to a low-life like yourself. Sitting across from them was Rachel Anderson.
Stacy was forever sniping back and forth with Rachel, the class’ resident left-wing political activist. Rachel was constantly going on about how everything bad in the world was because of our oppressive patriarchal society, and she saw Stacy as its chief representative. Rachel wasn’t evil or anything, but it could become very tiresome how she tied everything back to politics. Her constant bickering with Stacy was occasionally amusing, but it was mostly wearisome. You decided to put an end to it.
You probed Stacy’s mind. She had been dating Todd Habsburg, the quarterback of the school’s football team, but she had dumped him a month ago, when she caught him chasing after a cheerleader. Rachel wasn’t dating anyone, either, you found. None of the boys here was politically “aware” enough for her.
You thought about what to do. Today was Friday – so, you give it about two weeks…You put a thought into their heads:
Starting from now, you two will slowly but steadily become more and more attracted to one another, emotionally and physically, until by two weeks from now, you will be totally and madly in love with each other. Two weeks from tomorrow, you will meet “accidentally” by the big stone next to Loman’s Pond at 3:00 in the afternoon. As soon as you’re alone – and I’ll make sure there’s no one there but me, and you won’t notice me – you’ll declare your undying love for one another and became a couple. You won’t advertise your relationship, but when people figure it out, you won’t deny it, either.
You thought about it and decided to be merciful. If your parents hassle you about this, you let me know, and I’ll make sure they have a nice, “accepting” attitude.
You looked at the two of them. You caught Rachel looking speculatively at Stacy, as though she’d never seen her before. You’d have to make sure to be in the park that day, you wanted to see this.
Now, what to do about Stacy’s four minions. You looked around the room and saw Kellen Davis, the horrifying little nerdboy who had the hots for you. You smiled as an idea occurred to you. You probed the four girls’ minds. None of them had a steady boyfriend – they preferred stringing guys along and then dumping them when they tired of them. You decided to make Kellen’s life “interesting”. He was a big reader of manga, especially “harem comedies”, where some unprepossessing dweeb – much like himself – suddenly had several hot girls fighting over him. Well, he was about to get a taste of that.
You placed a thought into the four girls’ minds:
As of right now, you are all madly in love with Kellen Davis, You all think he is the hottest guy ever. You are willing to do whatever it takes to impress him, and from now on, whatever he likes, you like, even if it means becoming total nerdgirls yourselves. You all want to be his harem, and are just fine with sharing him between you unselfishly. Make sure he knows that all four of you are at his disposal, and that you all want to fulfil his every fantasy. If he picks one of you over the others, you will graciously support her. If he wants more than one of you, or all of you, you will be fine with that, too.
There, that ought to keep him occupied, one way or another, you thought. When class ended, the four of them made a beeline for Kellen, who looked astonished and maybe even a little nervous.
As you left the room, Liz Cullen bumped into you., knocking your books to the floor.
“Watch it, you idiot!”, she said, as though it were your fault. As Vienna hurriedly picked up your books, you glared at Liz, and thought, From now on, whenever you wake up in the morning, you will crow like a rooster, as loud as you can. Liz went out of the room without looking back, unaware of how interesting her mornings were about to become. You smiled a happy smile.
At lunch that day, you sat with Vienna and looked around the cafeteria. Kellen, looking bewildered, found himself surrounded by Jeannette, Clair, Melissa and Martha, who were fawning over him and feeding him by hand. Probably they would have chewed his food for him if he would have let them.
Stacy and Rachel sat alone at two separate tables, each sneaking occasional glances at each other, like they wanted to speak to one another but were afraid to.
Billy sat with his jock buddies, obviously complaining about the arbitrary change in his schedule.
All in all, it had been a productive morning.
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