Making my way across campus I fell into a rhythm of taking a few steps, getting a new idea, writing it down and then repeating. I could be rich, successful, anything. What was a normal ten minute walk was now a twenty, then thirty minutes. It wasn't an issue, I'd just write that classes were delayed for half an hour today.
I passed by a couple walking down the sidewalk, with a flick of my pencil they were now madly in love, making out right there on the spot. I couldn't contain my laughter, I saw a jock surrounded by girls leaving the gym, with another sentence the man exploded into blubber as he grew well over 300 pounds, the flock of girls quickly leaving his orbit as he wiped his brow with a heavy hand.
My face was beaming, it was the best day ever. I finally decided to walk into class, the teacher, Ms. Tulsworth was already giving a brief introduction, despite her words I couldn't keep my eyes from her breasts, she was in her late thirties if I remembered correctly, and it was showing, her breasts were easily the size of her head, her blouse loose to allow them to easily spill out onto the podium, a purpose choice I imagined given the weight bearing on her chest.
"-I apologize for the delay today, but we will pick up from our hydrocortisone homework from last week." she continued. I winced, I forgot in all the excitement how much I hated this class. An idea flooding by, I could just make it one I liked instead. Pulling out the tome instead of my workbook I wrote out the class was actually about video games. In a instant the screen flickered to depict a first person shooters highlight reel, the teacher now sporting a headset and controller as did the class. I shook my head as any memories of taking molecular science melted away into taking notes on how to get high scores and hit perfect headshots. It was a much more enjoyable hour now, or I think it was, I couldn't exactly remember what class I replaced.
As the class ended everyone started to stand up to leave, as I bent down to grab by bag a girl turned around, causing her bag to knock the tome off the table onto the floor. My eyes immedately shot over to it. I looked up to the girl, "Hey watch were you're going." I corrected as she turned around.
She flipped her hair with a scoff. "Maybe you shouldn't bring books into video games class nerd." she paused for a second before stepping onto the book, walking over it as she started to leave the class with a laugh.
I scowled, we will see who laughs I though to myself, grabbing the book I hastily flipped to the next empty line. In a rage I cared not for reason nor direction, "Women's feet are so sensitive that just standing causing them discomfort, any steps driving them mad, but without alternatives they must walk like normal." I punctuated the sentence as the lead broke from my pencil, my brain aflame, a just punishment for her.
The girls laugh quickly stopped as she nearly fell to the floor as her knees buckled. Quickly grasping a tables edge for leverage, she slowly stood back up. I could easily tell her knees were weak and wobbly, with a slow shuffle she started to continue to walk, but each step was labored by heavy breathing and what I could swear was a moan. I looked around me, every girl was doing the same actions. I looked back at the tome, whoops, I'd said women, not "that women". I shrugged, I could always fix it later. Standing up myself I went to exit the classroom, passing the girl who had yet to make it out of the doorway.