You wander into the quiet locker room, a little early for basketball practice. You are a decent player, but only good enough for the Junior Varsity team still. You love the game, but your sixteen year old body seems to be limiting you in how far you can go.
So when you open your locker and find a vial of liquid in it with a note saying "So You Want To Be A Basketball Star? Take Your Team To State And Win? Drink Me." On it your heart starts to beat. You look around the empty locker room wondering who was playing a joke on you, but it was dead.
You figure it couldn't be a steroid, it wasn't for injecting. What could it hurt, if it does nothing you will still be the same as today? You open the stopper and sniff it... Hmm, reminds you of pancakes... You close your eyes, lifting it to your lips, letting the milky white liquid flow down your throat.
You set the vial down as you gag, trying to keep the stuff down despite the weird taste. You notice the white color, eyes going wide as you once again look across the room in paranoia, waiting for the laughs that you had just drank someones spunk.
But still nothing. You put the vial and the note in the back of your locker, stripping down to put your ball shorts on.
You head out into the gym to start practicing, running into one of your team mates going in as you are coming out. You grab a drink from the fountain, getting the taste out of your mouth before grabbing a ball.
In your stomach the liquid is slowly starting to be absorbed, slowly starting to alter the path your body was to take. You don't know it yet, but something has started, whether you like it or not.