As she muttered, "Turn around and leave me alone, you asshole," with anger in her voice, she returned to her work with a heavy sigh of frustration. I couldn't resist chuckling as her intense reactions were something that I found thrilling. Based on my knowledge of her, I understood that she was only a few more incidents away from completely losing her temper.
I turned to a new page in my notebook and wrote a crude question: "What is the size of your breasts?" With a snicker, I folded the paper and tossed it in her direction while casually reaching behind me.
Angrily, she huffed and slammed her pencil down on the table to draw attention. Surprisingly, she decided to read the note, but as soon as she finished, she crumpled it up and threw it towards the back of my head.
I grinned with amusement and let her return to her assignment. Looking around the room again, I couldn't believe that she was still oblivious to what was happening, or rather, what wasn't happening.
Despite my attempts to bother her, she was so engrossed in her work that she didn't seem to be bothered enough to create a commotion about my behavior. She simply kept writing on her paper, occasionally glancing between it and her textbook, with a perturbed frown on her face.
As she attempted to turn the page of her book, she realized that it had become as hard as cement, causing her to mutter, "What the fuck?"
She stared at the book, attempting to force the page to turn, but to no avail. I knew that I had crossed a point of no return, so I continued to push forward.
When she noticed that something was amiss, I decided to distract her. With a smile on my face, I turned my chair around and put my feet up on her table, pulling her bitter attention away from the textbook as she glared at me.
"Hey," I said, "if the assignment is too difficult, maybe we could play a game." Her anger towards me had reached its peak at that point.
In an angry tone, she retorted, "What game? Is it called 'Stab you in the fucking face with my pencil?'"
She shouted to draw attention from the teacher and discourage me from bothering her any further, as this was her typical defense mechanism. However, this time, I refused to back down.
With an amused grin, I leaned back in my chair, closed my eyes, and folded my hands behind my head. "It's called 'Put up your feet and take a nice nap'," I replied with a content sigh. "I love this game."
With a raised voice, she called me "a fucking idiot," which I found amusing enough to stifle a laugh. "Why the hell is no one paying attention to this shit?" she shouted.
Finally, she looked around the room and was completely shocked by what she saw. "What the hell?" she whispered in confusion. I observed her as she got up from her chair, and I became concerned as she attempted to shake her friend next to her, only to find that she was unresponsive.
"Julie?" she said with growing worry, panting fearfully. I stood up and offered a reassuring smile as she looked towards the teacher.
As I attempted to talk to her, "Hey, you know I–," she cut me off when she suddenly ran from her chair, pushing me aside, and rushed to the teacher.
"Teacher?" she asked in a panic, waving her hand in front of his face as he gazed over the class. "Hello?" Her fearful panting had increased, and she turned to the students in the front row, realizing how motionless they were, except for me and her.
"What the hell is going on here?" she shouted in a panic, just before I approached her from the side with a reassuring grin. She was so focused on everyone else that when she turned to me, she gasped in fright.
"Hey, calm down," I said. "There's no need to freak out."
"Are you an idiot?" she shouted at me before rushing to the door. "That's a stupid question, of course, you are." I chuckled and grinned back at her.
"Can't you see that something fucked up is happening here?" She tugged on the doorknob, grunting with effort, but it was as immovable as everything and everyone else.
I leaned against the table closest to the door, crossing my arms and maintaining a calm smile while observing her turning back to face me. Her hand trembled as she ran it through her hair, and her eyes widened in fear as she scanned the room.
"I can't believe this is happening," she gasped. "I can't be trapped in a horror movie. It must be a dream or something." She brightened suddenly.
"Yes, it's just a dream!" She squeezed her eyes shut. "Okay... I'm going to wake up now and find myself in my bed where everything is normal and nobody is frozen."
I found her reaction both amusing and puzzling. Initially, I hadn't anticipated such a fearful response from her, which was likely a significant misjudgment on my part. I assumed that once she realized I was the only other moving person in the room, she would instantly blame me for the strange situation.
Witnessing her in such a state of terror was a new experience for me, but I felt confident that I could resolve it. Although I had the ability to restore everything to its usual state at any moment, I wasn't ready to abandon my idea just yet. I wanted to see it through a bit longer.
Her breathing slowed as she observed my calm and collected demeanor. I responded with a playful smile and wave, but she remained suspicious and narrowed her eyes at me.
As she stared at me intently, she suddenly asked, "Why are you so calm?" I responded with a smirk and nonchalantly glanced at my fingernails, making it clear to her that I was responsible for the situation. "Did you...did you cause this?" she asked with a mix of curiosity and suspicion.
Maintaining my focus on my fingertips, I gave a casual response to her inquiry. "Yeah, I did it. No big deal. It's kind of cool, don't you think?"
With an excited grin and a raised eyebrow, I met her gaze. Despite Jennifer still being in shock, my composed manner seemed to be aiding in soothing her. However, internally, I was feeling incredibly anxious. I was surprised to discover a newfound sense of self-assurance that I had never experienced before.
"How?" she asked, still trying to make sense of it all.
"I don't know," I replied nonchalantly. "I just... did it."
Her confusion turned into frustration. "What do you mean you just did it?" I shrugged my shoulders, unable to explain. "How long have you been able to do this?"
"Since this morning," I said casually, which only added to her disbelief.
"I don't even know what to say," she muttered, looking around the room. "You froze everyone except me," she realized. "So why did you do it?"
"Just look around," I said with a grin. "Everyone's frozen and we can do whatever we want without anyone noticing."
Her initial disbelief quickly turned into amusement as she caught on to my suggestion. She folded her arms across her chest and shook her head. "You're kidding, right?" she deadpanned. "You want to have sex with me?"
I chuckled at her response. "We could also play some classic board games like Tic-tac-toe or Connect Four," I said with a grin, trying to diffuse the tension. "But yeah, I won't lie, the idea did cross my mind." She responded with an arrogant smirk, not buying my attempt at humor. "Let's be real, that's probably the only reason you did this," she said mockingly. I stood up from the table and started to approach her. "And if it was?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. She remained still, averting her gaze from me and puckering her lips in irritation. "Why do you assume I have any interest in doing that? Especially with you?" Her inquisitive expression indicated that she was eager to see how I would react. "Well," I said playfully as I stood in front of her, "because I don't think you dislike me as much as you pretend to. I think you enjoy it when I tease you and touch your body." My words seemed to offend her slightly. "Ugh," she scoffed, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of her lips.
At that moment, fear consumed me as I couldn't fathom where this immense confidence came from. Jennifer was the first girl I had ever kissed and I was overjoyed. Despite being in disbelief that I was kissing such a beautiful girl, I remained composed and collected. I couldn't tell if I was doing well, but her gentle, pleased moans hinted that I was doing something right. Excitement and wonder flooded over me as I kissed her. Her lips felt incredibly soft, and I could taste the faint sweetness of her lip balm. The fragrance of her perfume filled my nostrils, and I was thrilled that she had completely captured all of my senses. Her body was warm and tender, and I found myself holding her tightly against me, relishing in her warmth. The stillness of our surroundings intensified the sound of our breaths and the wet sound of our lips meeting. Jennifer's hands rested on my shoulders as we kissed with a greater passion than before. I too responded with soft moans as I savored the warmth and
Without hesitation, I trailed my tongue up her neck, repeatedly reaching her chin, eliciting quiet yet approving guttural moans from her. We both became lost in a heady gaze as she whispered, "Oh, yeah..." With her wrists still pressed against the wall, I released my grip and eagerly grabbed the hem of her sweater, pulling it up and off her arms with her assistance. Without hesitation, I discarded the garments and briefly admired her newly exposed flesh before embracing her again and kissing her passionately. After a shallow and brief kiss, we were both panting heavily. I made my way down to Jennifer's neck, kissing and licking along the way. While doing so, I attempted to unhook the back clasp of her bra, but it was a new experience for me. At that moment, my arousal was at its peak, with my throbbing shaft straining against the fabric of my jeans, ready to burst through. After finally figuring out how to unhook Jennifer's bra, I attempted to remain composed as I removed it from h
After a brief moment, I found myself fully engulfed in Jennifer's warm and inviting embrace. I gazed into her captivating eyes and realized that I was truly inside of her. She eagerly pulled me closer, her hands gripping my lower back with an intensity that mirrored my own. The sensation of being inside her was indescribable and I couldn't believe this was really happening to me. Despite the pressure to perform well, especially as a first-timer, I took a deep breath and began to move in and out of her with a shaky but eager determination. Jennifer matched my every movement with enthusiasm, and soon we found ourselves establishing a comfortable and pleasurable rhythm. As waves of sensual pleasure coursed through my body, I tilted my head back and let out a primal groan, lost in the ecstasy of the moment. I never expected to feel such a profound connection with another person during sex. It wasn't just physical; it was emotional and spiritual. As I thrust into her pulsating heat, I foc
"Could we grab some paper towels or something?" she asked, approaching the teacher's desk and indicating towards the floor. I responded affirmatively, grateful for her quick thinking. She located a stack of paper towels meant for cleaning up spills during biology experiments, which seemed fitting for our current situation. As she attempted to pick up the time-frozen paper towels, I walked over to Jennifer and offered my help. She expressed her frustration with the situation and her eagerness to return to normal life. "This is so annoying," she complained. "I can't wait to be done with this nonsense." With a chuckle, I touched the stack of paper towels, causing them to become tangible once again. She was impressed by the trick and picked up a few of them to clean up the mess with her feet. As she started to speak, I walked over to her. "You know, you're really cute," she said. I responded with a grin, asking, "Is that so?" "Your appearance is just... disarming. You seem like a swee
010She swiftly retrieved a hairbrush from her backpack and spent a moment smoothing out her hair. After returning the brush to her bag, she picked up her pencil from the table and readjusted herself in her seat. When she glanced at the clock, she realized that time had stood still and waited patiently for me to be ready. As I turned back to look at her, she met my gaze with a smile and said, "Take your time." I grinned at Jennifer's playful banter and returned my attention to my own work. As I began to scribble notes on my paper, the sound of pencils scratching against paper filled the room. It was a familiar sound, one that I had grown accustomed to over the years. Jennifer found it amusing and let out a chuckle, but her moment of levity was quickly silenced by a nearby student who shushed her. Jennifer didn't take kindly to being shushed and retorted with a sassy comeback. Despite the mundane task at hand, I couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment as I concentrated on my w
"Are you feeling okay, Anthony?" Nora curiously asked. "You seem... different."I was taken aback, although pleasantly so. "Different in a bad way?""No," she replied, showing some intrigue, "it's interesting."That's when the fifth and final member of our group, Brandon, spoke up. "Anthony's just becoming a brother like us," he said, referencing the fact that the other three boys in our group were black whereas Nora and I were not."Oh, shut up," she replied, reaching behind Frank to playfully shove his arm."Next thing you know," Brandon went on, "boy's gonna be six-foot-two, two-twenty-five and ripped from head to toe." We all shared a laugh."I'll believe that when I see it," Frank remarked."Same," Nora added with a grin as she looked over at me. I couldn't help but get the sense that she was getting into me. That or she was just messing with me like she usually did.Then, Josh looked down at his wristwatch. "Looks like lunch is over in a couple of minutes.""Aw, damn," Brandon r
As the bus carried us home, I idly watched the sights go by with a content smile on my face. I gazed up at some birds going by and resumed my little game I'd played earlier that morning by freezing them and un-freezing them continuously. But then I wondered what would happen if I'd just kept those birds frozen in the air forever. What would people think? Would the police come to investigate? Then the government shows up to analyze it?Luckily enough, I wasn't a reckless guy like that. I was always thinking a step ahead, weighing the consequences of my actions before I followed through with anything. I wasn't going to do something stupid like freeze a guy walking down the street and keep him that way forever. What would that accomplish for me? Wow, a funny joke? All it would do is put people into a panic. Word gets out; suddenly it's on the news all across the country, all across the world. And then, when I try to freeze time for myself and anyone else ever again, it's only going to ma