Your name is James. You are 18 years old and you still live at home with your parents. You are fresh out of high school and are taking a bit of time off before college. You have a beautiful young girlfriend but she has moved away for college and you won't be seeing her for about a year. You are never at home. In fact, you usually disappear for days at a time to go out with friends or go off God knows where.
Down the street lives a girl named Shyanne. You have known her for most of her life and most of yours. She is very beautiful and has grown from a young girl to a charming young lady. She was wavy, thick, raven hair down to her shoulders, beautiful dark eyes, and the perfect figure. She is almost a foot shorter than you and is always saying that you're too tall and that you need to grow down.
For the longest time you've had the biggest crush on her. There's one problem...she can be very annoying. There are times when she never leaves you alone and never stops asking annoying questions. There are times when you're ok with it, but other times when you just want her to go away. Another problem is her big sister likes you, and you don't like her. She's okay, not a face that would stand out in the crowd.
One day you are sitting at home, watching television, waiting for your friends to come pick you up (Your car no longer works after you crashed it). Suddenly there's a knock at the door. You get up and answer it, only to see that it's Shyanne. She's wearing her black, form hugging, navel revealing leather tube top, and her extremely short leather shorts. She is always dressed in strange ways. Her feet were bare, and her toenails were painted with a dark purple.
"What do you want?" you mumble softly while turning your back to her to walk back into the house.
"I wanna show you something, " she calls back, following you in. She digs into her black purse and pulls out a small, blue class container, containing a clear liquid.
"Look!" she says excitedly.
You turn to face her and take the bottle from her hands, looking it over for a few seconds and shaking your head.
"So?" you mumble and hand it back to her. "I've seen that bottle in your room a hundred times."
"But it's not the bottle, James! It's what's INSIDE it! It took me many weeks and a lot of money, but I was able to create a shrinking potion and I wanna shrink you! See, one sip and you shrink to half your size, two sips and you're the size of a doll, and so on. I wanna shrink you, James! Try some!"
You snatch the bottle from her and look it over, shaking your head.
"First of all, shrinking is impossible. Secondly, why would I want you to shrink me? I'm afraid of what you might do to me! This is just silly."
You set the bottle on the table and go to the fridge and get two sodas, pour them over ice, and hand her one of the glasses.
"It is real! It's not silly at all!" She takes the bottle from the table and opens it, setting down her glass. "Look, if you don't believe me then just drink it! If it's not real, then what do you have to fear?"
She pours the entire bottle in your soda. You look at it and blink softly as it makes your soda a purple color.
"Fine, if it will shut you up," you whisper and smell it. The drink smells like grape soda now. You sigh and raise it to your lips, and drink....