Jojo entered the locker room of the university’s gym and made her way to her locker, taking long strides. She was panting a little and her tan skin glistened with sweat. She wore tennis shoes, yoga pants, and a pink tank top over her sports bra. She pulled the hair tie out her long blonde hair and removed her shirt. I should probably shower before I leave, she thought. Don’t want to be, like, all sweaty walking home. What if someone cute talks to me?
Exercising all the time like this is why you’re so skinny, she thought as well. No wonder you have no curves.
She shook the intrusive thought from her mind. Now was no time for a pity party. She opened her lock and was going to get her things so she could get cleaned up when she noticed a present inside. She picked it up gently, suspicious. You never could to be too careful, she thought.
It didn’t say who it was from. Just To Jojo on the wrapping. She had gotten gifts from secret admirers before but this was a little more unsettling. She was in the girl’s locker room after all so most likely some creep had snuck in to plant it. That or it was one of the girls. That wouldn’t be so bad, Jojo thought with a smile. Still, the most concerning part was how it got in her locker. It had been locked.
In the end, her curiosity got the better of her. Jojo gingerly ripped of the packaging and very carefully opened the parcel. Inside she found a little grey box and a note.
“’Record your deepest desires and make them real’,” Jojo read quietly from the note, confused. She turned her attention to the grey box. It was mostly featureless; just three buttons to record, stop, or play. Based on that and the note, she came to the conclusion that it was a recording device of some kind. Which was probably one of the strangest gifts she had gotten.
She was curious though. Her deepest desires? Whatever did that mean? She was of the intrusive thought from before and she had an idea of what it meant. She decided to test the little device on something small first though. She looked around nervously to make sure no one was listening and pressed record.
“I, like, don’t need to shower and am already clean,” she whispered into the device before pressing stop. She heard a strange sparkling sound and jumped in surprise. She felt a chill shoot across her skin followed by the smell of peaches. Looking down, Jojo noticed that she was no longer covered in sweat and, with a sniff, that the peach smell was coming from her.
“Oh my gawd,” she exclaimed excitedly. “It worked!”
So many possibilities were going through her mind.
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