You look up to Cynthia's enlarged eye in the magnifying glass You nod, hoping she can make out your minute movements. "Good!" she mumbles. You watch her hand put down the magnifying glass, causing another massive tremor. She pulls out the gun from earlier and fires. The ground rushes away from you as you shoot back up to full height. Well almost full height. Cynthia stood up, and had nearly a head over you. You may have been way bigger than before, but you clearly were shorter than normal.
"Hey! You have to make me full height! What if someone notices I'm shorter?" you pleas to Cynthia. She simply laughs and places a hand on your head. She ruffles your hair, an act you find annoying but don't do anything about.
"No one's going to notice. You're going to go straight to your shack and wait for me to pick you up. You will be excused from all your classes for the rest of the day."
"Wait!" you interject. You look at the ground to hide your blush. "I'm supposed to meet my... friend Dawn on the roof tonight.. and..." you mumble, unable to properly word how you feel.
"Awwwwwww," Cynthia lets out. She pinches your cheek, unable to contain how adorable she finds your situation. "I remember being a teenager in love," she reminisces. "Don't worry, I'll make sure to tell Dawn why you won't be meeting her. Now go to your shack."
You leave the room, keeping your eyes on your feet. You feel a whirlwind of emotions. You're speeding a weekend with a beautiful principal and its joyful, terrifying, and kinda embarrassing, especially when she's teasing you about Dawn. You arrive at your shack and wait. And wait. You have no idea how long it'll be until Cynthia arrives. You think about meeting with Dawn, but you'd hate for Cynthia to think you're trying to avoid her.
Eventually, you hear a bang on the door. You run to it and open to see Cynthia, giving you a large grin and a wave.
"Hi Ms. Cynthia-" before you can finish your greeting you feel the familiar sensation of shrinking. However, it doesn't feel as intense as before, and when it ends you see that you're a few inches tall, significantly bigger than last time. With lightning like reflexes Cynthia's hand reaches down and plucks you up. It gravitates towards her pocket and you're dumped into the darkness, with a single opening providing the only light source.
You can feel Cynthia start walking away quickly, probably wanting to avoid being seen at your shack. You can get good idea of what's going on from inside, despite your limited view. During the long journey you can hear the opening and closing of the car door, feel the bumping of the car on the rough roads, and see Cynthia's hand barge in to your pocket find her door key. You help out by handing it to her, an action that she finds adorable based on her giggles. "I'm so happy you agreed, ya know! Lately, I've been feeling..."
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