This choice: Joana a 16 years old hot blond cheerleader. • Go Back...Chapter #3The first test by: Unknown Who could I change into, my minds' list grew and grew.
But wait,, I don't even know if it actually works, could be a joke...
I had to find out.
Finally,,Jake! Yes, football Jake, star of the team, and he'd be at practice right about now.
So without a moment to spare I grabbed the medalion and headed back to school to find Jake.
Sure enough I found him stiiting on the bleachers with two cheerleaders, Joana and Jackie giggling and flurting.
This part of the plan I hadn't thought through as I just stood there behind Jake, waiting for the moment to touch his clothes with the medalion.
"What are you looking at David?!" Joana noticed me there.
"Oh hey, great game last week, Jake....." was all I could think to say
Jake turned, shrugged and said with a disgusted look "I didn't play in that game." then whispered asshold to the girls.
This had me burning,, and I decided to conclude my mission by quickly patting Jake on the back with the medalion in hand and then get out of there.
It would have worked and I actually thought that it had until Joana put her arm up and around Jake. "David, get lost!" she said to me as I patted my hand and the medalion on Jake. What I didn't realize was that it touched her arm instead of Jake.
"Ow,, what the hell!" she shreiked when a spark popped between her flesh and the magical Medalion.
"What's wrong?" Jake said, turning towards me with his fist.
At this point I figured I had touched him with it and had scratched her accidently,, either way the medalion was charge with his energy, or so I thought. | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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