You're getting a little treat today in Art. You and a partner are going to draw each other for a grade, just to see how much you've improved. You pull out your sketch book and your numerous pencils as everybody else gets up and races to each other to be partners. Alexis is also struggling to get her stuff, and by the time your both ready, everybody else has a partner. You both shrug. Looks like you two are going to be spending the next hour and a half with one another.
The two of you make your way toward one of the empty rooms in the school. As you set up your equipment and supplies, you both engage in conversation.
"You ready for Fall Break? Alexis says to you.
"No, I just love staying up every night for a test to only fail it the next day", you say sarcastically. "Yes, I'm ready for break.
The first half hour passes, the two of you sit across from each other and both have a fairly good sketch. Your only problem is that you can't get the nose quiet right. You erase, and erase, and erase furiously. Eventually, the paper tares, completely ruining the sketch.
"Damnit!" you shout, and shove the sketch book out of your sight.
Alexis laughs, "If I have a dollar for every time I did that".
You didn't even hear her, for the tightness in your chest and skin from before has came back, and is worse than ever. You fall to your knees, groping at your chest. Quickly, Alexis stands up and kneels beside you, her hands shaking as she places them on your shoulders.
"Whats going on? What's happening!" she asks hysterically.
You're unable to answer. You see your very hands getting smaller. Your insides shift from one place to the other and your bones and flesh begin to feel as if they're melting. Before you know it your the size of an action figure.
The pain has gone away. You stand up.
"I'm fine", you say through breaths, "I don't k-"
You look to your right and see a massive hand sitting before you. Slowly, you look up and see a concerned Alexis. You fall to your knees again.
"Oh God! Oh Jesus, Alexis don't hurt me!" you shout desperately.
"No, no, no! I won't hurt you honey, I just- I, I'm shocked. I don't know what to make of this."
"What am I going to do?" you ask. You're eager for an answer for whatever happened.
"I....I don't know. Your the size of one of my old Ken dolls".
"Alexis you've got to help me!"
Alexis sits down. The sound of her buttocks hitting the floor is comparable to the sound of an earthquake. She begins to sob.
"Hey, hey, It's fine, it's fine. I'm fine, Alexis", you say. You go up to her foot and pat it.
"I'm sorry", she says, "I'm not good under stress."
"I can't let anyone see me like this", you say.
"Well", she starts, "I have an old dollhouse in my basement you could use, is that fine with you?"
"Yes! Oh God yes Alexis thank you!"
She wipes her tears, and holds her hand out for you to step onto. You do just that, and she raises you up to her eye level.
"Hey!" she says, "Your pretty good at Chemistry right?"
"I'm okay at it", you tell her, "Why?"
"You think you can help me out with a little test I'm taking?" Alexis asks, "I'll give you a little treat if you do."
"Well..."
What do you say?
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