A bright pink potion wasn’t really something you wanted someone to see you drinking in class at school, so Janette dumped the elixir into her water bottle and took it to class that way, disguised behind a dark blue cylinder no one would bat an eye at. Mason wouldn’t think it was weird she was drinking water, she could do it right in front of him and he wouldn’t catch on.
She waited nervously in the chem lab, batting her hands against her knees and praying Mason wasn’t sick or something. If that happened she had no idea what she’d do. Did the elixir expire? What if she waited too long and it degraded, making her more nervous than excited? It was killing her not having him there and she was so tense that when Mason walked in the door she realized her jaw had been clenched so tight it hurt.
He’d clearly just finished at the gym, his body clad in exercise gear and the alluring smell of his sweat wafting off his body alongside a quick covering of deodorant. Who cares if he smelled a little in class? He had abs, anyone who disliked abs could go fuck themselves.
“Hi Mason,” she stammered flirtily, grinning stupidly at him while he set his stuff out on the desk. She was too busy watching his arms to notice him out his water bottle next to hers. It was identical, bought from the school store with the campus logo on it. It settled next to hers and when Mason glanced at her she turned as red as a beet, certain he’d seen he staring.
She whirled forwards, hand shooting out and grabbing his water bottle. She clenched it between her hands, gnawing at her lip and staring at the hot guy beside her. This was it, one drink and she’d have the confidence to finally ask him out. Then they could be together forever, she’d get married to him, carry his babies, and build a life next to him. She shakily held that water bottle in her hands while Mason sat down and reached for the other one, bringing it to his lips and taking a big drink from it.
He scowled a little, it had a bitter aftertaste for some reason. He shook his head and blinked a few times before glancing at Janette.
She had to have a boyfriend, a chick that hot was dating someone and the last thing he wanted was to get rejected because of that. But wait, what did he care? You missed all the shots you didn’t take. There was a girl right beside him with all these luscious curves and a pretty face. Sure she could be dating but if she was she’d never shown any signs of it.
Mason felt a confidence bloom on his face and a slow smile crept across his lips that Janette stared at in a flustered fashion, too nervous to drink her potion.
“Hey are you single?” He blurted out suddenly and Janette felt her heart stop. She stared at the boy of her dreams and turned so red she thought she might pass out. “I’m not hearing a no.”
That blush was so cute. Mason grinned from ear to ear. He wanted her, he was going to have her. She was hot and available and if he played his cards right she’d be all his.
“Why don’t we grab dinner tonight.” He suggested while Janette’s heart swelled and she grew a giddy smile on her face, blurting out a shy yes please that Mason chuckled at. She was cute and all those nerves had been for nothing.
After class ended Janette scurried to the nearest bathroom in complete bliss and let out a squeal of delight. She uncapped her water bottle and dumped the contents in the sink as she stared at herself in the mirror.
“I didn’t even need it,” she swooned, her mind racing on what she was going to wear, completely oblivious to the fact the contents of her water bottle swirled down the drain. The liquid wasn’t pink, it was just plain water. Mason had just drunk her potion.