Fearful of the possible outcome of disobeying the note, Ashley continued onward. Picking up her pencil, she read:
Question 13: If you were a girl....what would be your intelligence? A one being an utter and total ditz while a ten would make you a super genius.
Ashley didn't understand. Resting the pencil on the paper, she thought. After a bit, she wrote down, 'I don't understand. Because of my heritage, I have an I.Q. close to three hundred thirteen and use about thirty percent of my brain'. Afterward, she waited to see if the note would be upset about this answer. Instead, the next question appeared.
Question 14: If you were a girl....have you started shaving yet?
Thinking carefully, Ashley wrote down that because of her Elven/Dragon heritage, the only hair she would ever have on her body was the hair on the top of her hair and her eyebrows. The most she might have of anything is some blue scales covering her crotch.
Question 15: If you were a girl....would you be a flirt, a tease or a total bitch?
'I wouldn't be any of those things. I'd be sociable when I need to be and quiet when it is expected. But in the long run, most people, not counting my family and my three closes friends, would find me to weird and intelligent to be around' Ashley answered.
For a second the note went blank and than, apparently excepting that answer, formed the next question.
Question 16: If you were a girl....what colour are your eyes and is your skin soft?
Thinking this a odd question, Ashley answered that her eyes are grey and like every girl, yes, her skin is soft, except were the scales would grow over her crotch. But that would never be a problem for anyone who had sex with her.
The note went black once again and then the words, 'You'll make a cute girl, even if your not human, a bit odd, really smart and your sister is half Eleven. One day you'll make a boy or a girl real happy. For now, do me a favour and put this in a place were no one is likely to find it for a quite awhile', formed.
Ashley sat back and had to think. In front of the classroom, her science teacher, Ms. Click, was finishing up her lecture. "Where can I put this were no one will find it?" She thought. Looking up at the clock, she figured that she had at least two more periods to think of a good location.
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It was three o'clock and Junior High was over for the day. Ashley stayed after to attend some extra curricular activities; one in the art room and one for a swim meet. Afterward, she was washing up after her swim practice, some residual of Martin still remained, but was disappearing fast, when it came to her where to hide the note; a location she was sure no one knew about.
Toweling her naked body off, Ashley paused as she looked at herself in a mirror. Pointed ears and electric blue dragon's tail clearly said she was not human. Tracing her hand down her flat stomach and across her groin area, she could already feel the scales starting to form over her crotch. If her mother was still alive, she'd have said that this was normal. Turning sideways, she looked at her small A cups and wished they would finish growing. Suddenly she remembered the note, but could not fully remember why it was so important.
Dressing quickly, she ran a brush through her hair, grabbed her backpack, purse, jacket and hurried out of the girls locker room and toward the band department.
Listening at the door, she made sure no one was inside and slipped in. Through the semi-darkened room and out a side door, she was now in a corridor where the band members stored their uniforms and robes. On the other side was a door that opened into the art department. Moving to the bank of lockers, she gently lifted and moved the lockers forward.
As she opened the door behind the row of lockers, she remembered when she had first found this room about a year ago.
Some girls had been teasing her and she had run in hid. Finding herself in this area, she had started to beat on the lockers with her fist. It was only when she got a hollow noise, that she became curious. Moving the lockers, they where on recessed wheels, she found a door that opened into a old storage room.
That was were she was now. Listening while standing in the doorway, she made sure no one had followed her and then pulled the lockers back in place and swung the door shut. Looking about, she surveyed the dusty room, noted that no one still had not been in here and moved to the back of the room and a rather large pile of junk consisting of broken tables, chairs and old desks.
Climbing the rickety pile, she pushed back one of the ceiling tiles. Peering over the edge, she looked about until she found something suitable.
What that something was a duct work. Wedging the note between the duct and the ceiling of the crawl space, she made sure that it couldn't be easily found or manage to blow into the duct work. Satisfied that the note could not be found for a while, she climbed down from the junk.
Moving toward the door, she opened it inward again and listened for any noises. Hearing none, she quickly exited. Making sure the area around her was empty, she sniffed the air, couldn't smell anyone, a talent she had noticed she had courtesy of her Dragon blood, and afterward went home for the day.
The note itself, would remain hidden for quite some time before another student discovered the room and eventually decided to explore the crawlspace.