Story: Alice's Awakening

Story by Ree-chan

Well, this story is prolly just going to be a one shot, though I donno really, if people like it enough I might do more... time will tell. As always, feel free to give me feedback. \(^-^)/ Story Tags for this Story are brought to you by the letter 'F'! This story features futa x female sex.

My mother told me that a long time ago that the world's greatest magicians, wizards, witches, sorcerers and the like, got together and decided that the unGifted should be forced into thinking that the power of magic had died out and that the Gifted should step back from their places of power and fame and simply fade into legend. She also said that some of the Gifted really didn't agree with that ruling. But really, that's in the past, now-a-days, no one believes in magic, not really. Well... there are a few, ya know? They call themselves pagans, and Wiccans, spiritualists, etcetera, and there's always been the mystics, but really, they use something else than magic, at least the magic that the Gifted know, but I'm digressing, The thing I want to tell you, Diary, happened today after school, I mean it started out like any other day but then...

Waking up on monday morning isn't exactly my idea of a 'good time' no matter how chipper and perky and happy my little sister is, last night the group was together till two am, Deia, our GM, had just gotten a new book and wanted us all to write up new characters, as if that didn't take up most of the night, but it was fun, she wanted us to play something different than usual, so it took more time to write up our characters, then we got to watching Bleach on Jim's laptop, he's such a fanboy, I admit it's a fun anime, but I like things that are less.... well, swordinyourface'y, ANYWAY! Gods, I ramble so much even to myself.... But yeah, basically, the alarm went off at five am sharp and I was half past dead, so working my way through the torture that was little Annika's current musical addiction, something hard, loud, and electronic, I took care of my morning business, shower, make up, fresh clothes, all that fun stuff a girl's gotta do to make herself look as best she can for the public... though I do admit that I'm not exactly a slouch when it comes to how I look. Mid back length black hair, Annika calls it 'raven' but I like the way 'umbral' sounds better, don't you? But yeah, long black hair, a set of KILLER curves if I do say so myself, even if I'm a little embarrassed to show them off. My eyes are a sharp green color, Annika says they're proof I'm part cat, which is why I sleep and laze around so much, I think she's just jealous that I'm a senior and she's still a freshman.

Well, today's ensemble was done in anti-social black, atleast that was my plan, it turned out that black wasn't the right color to proove my introvertedness, since today was one of 'Those' days, you know the ones, where nothing seems to go right? On the way to school my car just DIED, I had to call Triple A then a Cab so I wouldn't miss Home Room, there went my lunch money, for the week, in Home Room, Little Miss Prissy, Queen Angelica of the 12th Grade, dumped half of a cappuchino on my NEW black denim jacket, I think the little bitch did it on purpose too, no matter what she said, I bet she's blowing Mr Deems, he was SO FUCKING FAST to back up her side of the argument, even though I KNOW he had his back turned... -meh- ...the school nurse was kind enough to take my coat for me and wash it, she's a sweety, almost like the evil clone of every gramma ever born, rolled into one person, inverted and covered in biker tattoos, then dropped in age twenty years. First, second, and third period where fine, just electives for me, art class, voice, and an extra honors level science class, then it was lunch, I so could have just DIED, I got my lunch served up, went into line to get it paid for, then remembered I didn't have any money left, and there was Angelica, 'Oh Sweet Little Angel' .... my ass, "Oh that's ok Ali, -I- can afford to buy your lunch for you, but you'll owe me." yeah.... wonder if BM could pop out of 8-Bit and teach me Hadoken, I'd love to fry that bitch...... no, not really, she just makes me so mad. So, seeing as it was accept charity, which I did NOT want or need, or look like a complete dork getting my lunch repoed, I just smiled and said thank you then went out behind the gym to eat, at least the food was good, it usually is though, none of that prefab institutional garbage they make the elementary kids eat. Le-Snicker... used to hate that stuff so much, always wanted sack lunches from mom, though mom can't cook worth a damn, comes with being a tomboy all her life she tells us, so usually it was dinner out, school lunches, and cereal in the morning, I swear, I took Home-Ec just so I could make home made food once in a while, seems my mom's anti-cooking gene is hereditary though, since I learned that even with close adult supervision I too can burn water....

Lunch be

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