This choice: A 16 year-old girl, who is about to become a goddess • Go Back...Chapter #4A 16 year-old girl, who is about to become a go... by: DragoTime   "Oh hi Mr James," said the girl as she opened the door. "Sorry, I'm in a rush." She barged past you, and made her way to her mother's car.
"Amy, you shouldn't push," said the girl's mother. "Sorry John."
"It's really no problem Haley," you reply. The girl in question was Amy, your 16-year-old neighbour, who was currently late for soccer practice. She had long dark hair, asian features, and a decent body on her. She'd be the perfect test subject for your God Formula.
"Shit, I forgot my drink," said Amy.
"I have something you can have," you offered, holding up the formula.
"That'll do, thanks!" she said, grabbing it off you as they drove off.
As her mother drove, Amy looked down at the liquid that you had given her. It looked like orange juice, and she was thirsty, so she took a large gulp of the formula.
"Well it's not orange juice," she thought, as she felt her whole body tingle for a moment, before it subsided. They arrived at practice, and Amy went to play. She played in goal at first, but most of the action was going on at the other end of the pitch. She looked over at Brittany, who was a bitchy player for the other team, and who was unfortunately their best player. Amy had been the victim of her fair share of Brittany's bitchiness, so she couldn't help but wish that she'd just fall over. just like that, Brittany tripped over what seemed to be nothing, falling to the floor. Amy was slightly shocked, but she smiled at her wish coming true.
Eventually the action did move towards Amy, and it came to the point where one of her opponents came in to score. She kicked the ball towards the goal, and it seemed certain. At least, until the ball suddenly curved right into Amy's hands. She stood in amazement, and then threw the ball back into play.
"Wow, that was lucky," said Amy's friend Sarah.
"Yeah, lucky..." replied a slightly confused Amy.
After half-time, Amy got to play properly. She had the ball, but unfortunately she wasn't looking where she was going, causing her to crash into one of her teammates. She fell, and cut her leg.
"Ahhh!" she shouted in pain.
"Game over!" shouted the referee as she blew the whistle. "You okay Amy?"
"Yeah..it just hurts," said Amy, wincing.
"Hold on, I'll go get something to wrap it up with," said the referee, jogging away. Amy sat down on a bench, holding her leg.
"God, I wish it'd just heal," she thought. Suddenly she felt the pain disappear. She looked down at her leg, and her eyes widened at what she saw; her wound had been completely healed, with no sign of the injury ever existing. Deciding she didn't want to wait for the referee to notice this miraculous healing, she grabbed her bag and headed off.
As she made her way out, she passed the boys' practice, heading into the changing rooms. Among the group she spotted David, a hunky boy in the group that Amy had a huge crush on. Mysterious healing or not, she couldn't pass up the opportunity to talk to her dream guy.
"Hi David," she said in a flirty way.
"Oh hey Amy," he replied. "What's up?"
"Oh you know..not much..." she replied, entranced by his hotness. As her eyes wandered, she couldn't help but think about how great it'd be to see him naked. That very moment, her wish came true, as all of David's clothes suddenly vanished!
"Ah!" shouted David, as he ran into the changing rooms as fast as he could, but Amy had already gotten a great view of all he had to offer.
Amy started walking along the street, and thought about all that had happened. Had she really gained some sort of magical power?   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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