This choice: Jordan's Tiny Night at the Dance • Go Back...Chapter #6Jordan's Tiny Night at the Dance by: Haro-Haze   "He asked you to the dance?" Natalie said, trying not to groan.
"Yes! I said no of course, but how can he be surprised?" Sarah complained. "How many times have I told him now I just want to be friends? Why can't he just back off already? He's like a little annoying bug flying around pestering me all the time."
"Ugh, boys are the worst." Natalie sympathized.
"I just want him to get that I do not see him as someone I want to date anymore. It's getting hard to even see him as a friend at this point with him up my ass 24/7." Sarah said. "I just don't know what to do..."
Meanwhile, the gears were turning in Natalie's head. She had an idea about how to show Jordan what an "annoying big" he had become to Sarah. She would just have to put the finishing touches on a new prototype she was working on...
----The Night of the Dance-----
It was the night of the dance, and Natalie was ready. Her small purse contained an even smaller device that, if all went as planned, would take care of the Jordan problem for the night. She waited outside until she saw him arrive, alone. Candice and Jon were already inside, and Sarah hadn't arrived yet. The timing was perfect.
"Hey Jordan. Can I talk to you for a minute?" Natalie asked.
"Sure." Jordan said. "Have you seen Sarah yet?"
"Ugh just come over here." Natalie said, rolling her eyes as she dragged Jordan around to the back of the school. She was now more sure than ever that this was necessary. Before Jordan could get another word in, she opened her purse, took out the device, and pressed the button. In the blink of an eye, Jordan was reduced to a mere inch tall, standing on the ground before her now massive feet.
Jordan looked up Natalie's body, past her now taller than him heels, her ruffled pink dress, and up to her face. She was looking down at him with smug satisfaction. She had shrunk him, and clearly she had intended to do so. He tried to fly up towards her face, but found himself unable to even take off.
"You can't hold enough solar energy for flight at that size." Natalie explained, bending over and plucking the bug sized boy off the ground. "In fact, the only power you should still have is your superhuman durability, which might come in handy at your size."
"What the hell Natalie? Why'd you shrink me?" Jordan yelled.
"You won't leave Sarah alone, and it's making her crazy. I decided tonight she doesn't have to worry about you surprising her with flowers or asking her to dance or whatever other dumb thing you were planning to get her attention tonight." Natalie said cooly.
Jordan couldn't believe this! Natalie was clearly being ridiculous. Sarah couldn't be that mad at him, right? All he did was ask her to the dance, and talk to her at that party, and... ok maybe he'd come on a little strong, but surely this was still an overreaction. "You had to shrink me to keep me away from Sarah?" Jordan asked.
"I needed you to be small enough to control so you couldn't pull any more of your little tantrums." Natalie said.
"So what, you're just going to hold me in your hand during the dance? I feel like some of the other kids might be surprised when they see I'm an inch tall." Jordan said.
What does Natalie say?
1. "Who said anything about holding you in my hand?" She drops Jordan into her heel, planning to dance the night away with him under her sole (let's assume in this path that Matteo does not end up coming to the dance).
2. "It's up to Sarah what she wants to do with you." She presents him to Sarah, wanting to let her decide how he ought to be handled for bothering her so much. what will she do with him?
3. "Don't worry, none of the 'kids' will see you." She leaves him on a seat at the chaperone table. Chrissy, bored and alone since Kyle had to run out to put out a fire, unknowingly sits on him.
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