HIGH SCHOOL DISCIPLINE EPISODE I
It all started with Lisa.
Lisa was your average kid somewhat. Short black hair shielding her round head like a helmet, but it was curled at the bottom. This girl was 16, and a junior in high school. She never had much fun in high school because she thought everyone was pretty much immature. She had one friend, Melody who was with her through thick and thin. She had many others too, but they were all guys. Growing up alone for the most part with her mother, father, and annoying little sister Stacy. Lisa lived a lonely life till Melody. She used to play by herself all the time, walking the dog was always her favorite chore, of her many. In the brisk sunlight, which had diminished with the coming of winter. Her dog for a long time was the only friend she had in the world, till she died in a car accident. Cats now roamed the small log cabin like house. Considered a tomboy by many, even Melody. Lisa had trouble making girl friends, mostly guys were all she had. Unlike Melody who was anti social with guys. A sick rumor went around once that Lisa was a lesbian, it hurt her. Melody was there to comfort her in that time. That is the story of Lisa and her friendship with Melody.
It was about 5:30pm. Sky was beginning to take on a shade of shadow as darkness crept through. The girl’s family was on a two week vacation, Lisa had to stay back because of school, and Stacy was still a baby. So she was a little lonely, so what? The only thing she had to look forward to were her chores, Sam coming over later, cats, and nothing else. Utter boredom. Until out of the blue, she hears the doorbell ring. “Who could that be?” She wonders to herself as she
walks to answer the door. All she finds is a rather small package labled,”Top Secret” and a folder labeled, “For your eyes only” at her front porch. No Fed Ex van in sight. There would be one seeing how she did not take long to get to the door. Finding this extremely odd, but a little bit curious. She opens the folder to read the contents and takes it back inside.
It read…
January 9, 2004.
Document……Yitsie Device.
Picking you LISA SHWORER Government of the United States of America has chosen you.
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Randomly chosen to test our newest experiment. The Yitsie Device.
What is the Yitsie Device?
The Yitsie device is a battery charged age device. Within this box, you will find both a computer program (more on that later) and a portable device looking much like a T.V controller. Only much different usage. On the controller there are a number of features, all listed below. See instruction manual for further detail.
How to operate the Yitsie Device
Red button…….POWER ON……., (best to keep OFF when not intended to use)
2 Black buttons…. One labeled age regression, the other labeled progression. Use these buttons to make one younger (right button) or older (left button) WARNING!: Be cautious you do not kill subject. Too young or old could do this, keep a tab on their age!
Yellow button….Age awareness Press if you desire your subject to notice the change (results vary)
Orange button….Age compliance Press if you desire you’re subject to notice, but accept.
Green button……Age mentality Press if you desire you’re subject to be oblivious to the situation. To act completely as their child form as if nothing ever happened. (keep an eye on them)
Purple button…Age appropriate clothes Press for clothing worn by the subject to morph to that of the clothes they wore at the exact date and time they had on at the age you chose.
Example: Subject Q becomes a nine year old……on the date January 9, 1993, 8:00 pm exactly. The subject had on R uniform with G logo, C pants, ect. (does not work for age progression past the age you regressed them. Further expansion could lead to torn clothes, or click the Tan button to simply have the clothes worn prior to progression fit the body. If tan button is not used, clothes may tear apart.)
Up and Down Arrows for more precise age change, click the button up once to age one year, down once for vice versa. (regression/progression buttons not needed for this option)
Buttons 0 through 9 After pushing one of the 2 black buttons, you may select an age for the subject by simply punching it in………Example: punch in 2 7 , subject becomes the age 27.
Square button, Speed up Press this button to speed up the process, the harder you press it, the faster…(press it once for flash fast change. )
Rectangle button, slow down Press this to make the process slow, noticing changes, hit once for daily change. Going by 3 years. When subject wakes up, he/she is 3 years younger. Process continues nightly.
Grey button, mute Press to prevent the subject from talking, voice cannot produce sound.
Brown button, reverse Press to return subject to original age, mentality, and clothes.
TEST THESE OPTIONS OUT TO HAVE FUN WITH IT, EXPIRIMENT!
Press the circular enter button to bring up the computer program where you can do virtually anything you wish to anything.
The Yitsie Device computer program is installed the moment you insert the disk; we will leave the discovery of its capabilities to your testing. EXPIREMENT!
Signed, Asillik Killisa
OUR MISSION……………………..
We have released this product in many other scenarios…. Government, science, business, arts, elderly homes, mental hospitals, medical hospitals, red cross, animal department store, nurseries, armies, etc. Now we are sending this into a high school. The device is directly linked with the computer program, so everything that happens daily is recorded. Simply e-mail them to us so we may see the results. E- mail weekly at maximum please.
Warning, we may send a de-facto agent to your residence to begin more severe contact with you and your family if you fail to comply with these simple rules.
YOUR MISSION…………………………
Just experiment and have fun. Do not lose it or give it away, this is governmental property and we could hold you in custody should you do so.
You are to destroy this letter immediately. Keep it quiet. We reserve the secrecy of how we deal with your inability to comply with these rules.
ENJOY THE YITSIE DEVICE!!!
…………………………………………………………………………………………….destroy document……
Unable to speak, not fully believing this immediately. She thinks to herself.
A rush of curiosity builds in her, like a tower with an incomplete design. She finally has the blue print. The house is desolate, a little farm like log cabin on the country side. It is not unusual for it to be quiet, it usually is.
“First things first, I have to test it. Not that I buy it, but it couldn’t hurt. I don’t think out of all the people in the nation, I would be randomly picked. What are the odds of this. Naw, it never hurts to test it out.
She leans over and picks up the small box said to contain the device. Surprisingly light, she grabbed a knife and cut it open along the sides. Careful not to damage the inside. Her heart sped up a half step as she yanked the little plastic device out of its package. She sits staring at it.
“Of course, just like the files said, all the buttons match. Hmmmmmmm” She gripped it firmly in her anxious hands. Her finger scanning the buttons quickly, the glorious colors dazzled her with possibilities. Rapidly glancing around for things to use it on. Once she chose the old recliner, that had lost It’s touch through the years, she pressed the down arrow 4 times to see the change. It was miraculous!
Once a beat up old leather recliner, sitting by the cloudy window. Stuffing pulled out from the years and cushions stale somewhat. Slowly the fuzz retreated back into the pillows, the leather with each second became more clearly black. Soon, sitting before her was a NEW RECLINER!!!
In fear she shot back. “Oh my gosh, it worked! I can’t believe it!” She said, staring the fine looking leather comfort seat up and down. She cheerfully dashed to it. Lying down on the chair, she sunk in quickly. The luxury of this chair brought memories back from earlier years. She just lay there for a time, her mind sifting through the billions of possibilities, her rivals, and enemies, the annoying. A smile rose up out of her face, she was in ecstasy. The devices wonders lost her train of thought. “The DOCUMENT!!!”
Eyes bursting open, she hopped off the heavenly chair and rushed to the table where she left the mail. “I’m gonna build a fire to burn it with, but first. I wanna see what happens to a human. What about Melody?”
She grabbed the phone and quickly dialed her best friends number. Melody was sure to be home, she lived next door so she could get here fast. The two were best friends since Lisa joined girl scouts. They never fit into any other groups, sorta outcasts. Their humor was that of uttering strange words and inside jokes. Eventually, everyone misunderstood them. They remained loyal mostly just to eachother though. The two 16 year olds were the closest friends ever!
Lisa, pacing around the table like mad was eagerly awaiting Melody to pick up the phone. A click was heard followed by the dull voice of her father Tom.
“Hello?”
“Hi is……Melody there Mr.Dab?”
His voice became clearer, recognizing Lisa’s voice. “Yup, sure Lisa, she’s in her room studying for finals tomorrow. I’ll go get her, hold on a sec.”
“Thank you.”
Melody picked up the phone. “Hey Lisa.” She uttered sounding preoccupied.
“Hey girl!!! AAAHHHHHHHHHH!! You’ll never guess what I got in the mail today!! You’ll never guess! NEVER NEVER NEVER!!!
Melody, knowing Lisa for a bit of a tomboy, wondered what it was she was so excited about from the mail. “What?” she asked, still preoccupied.
“Why so gloomy?”
“I’m a little busy studying for finals…sorry, pretty dull today. So what is it?”
Lisa responded, “Not telling…”
“Oh come on!”
“Nope nope nope, come over and see for yourself.”
“Lisa just….what is it?”
She started to chant,“I know something you don’t know that you wont know……………”
“Yeah?”
“……..until you find out!”
“Bah, fine I’ll go I’ll go.” said as if being made to clean her room.
Lisa blasting off in excitement, “GREAT SEE YA THEN MELODY BIEEE!”
“ But wha
CLICK………………………………………boooooooooooooooooooooooooop.
Lisa knew she cut it short, but she had to prepare. Running out in the cold she happily firewood.
Dumped the wood at the foot of the fireplace, and zoomed upstairs to install the program onto her computer, locking her room and leaving the device on the table where she left it.
“Ok, lets see what this is…” She inserted the disk and leered at the screen, impatiently waiting for a reaction from the computer. The screen flashed on, the computer whirred to life. Immediately a box appeared and saying that the programs were installed. She clicked OK and a giant menu popped up. A map of her state, New Jursey was displayed in green. A various conglomerate of places to click on. She scrolled the mouse over to the exact locale of her house and clicked……..inside. Immediately every nook and cranny of the house was displayed in little frames, each of a different part of her house. She waited until Melody walked in.
Lisa followed Melody’s confused look as she walked in finding no one home. She slowly walked over to the new recliner and sat down.
Melody was a beautiful girl of 16. Short, curly locks pausing just above her shoulder, they would bounce with each step. She was relatively tall. She had on a tight black and green stripped T-shirt with blue sweat pants. Melody always was sort of childish, those curls and all. Lisa thought.
Lisa watched as Melody helped herself to making the fire. Lisa on the other hand had her finger on the mouse for regression. Age awareness. She clicked it once, Melody kinda stumbled a bit. Her tight shirt now had a few wrinkles and looked very slightly looser. Melody was continuing to make the fire. Not quite sure what had happened. Once the fire was ignited, Lisa clicked the button three more times and watched. 12 years old, the change was obvious now. Melody looked frustrated as she held one hand to her slipping sweat pants to keep them from falling off. She tightened the string on them. The waste area was drawn tight, but the pants were puffy. Looking like some kind of Arabian getup. Her stripped shirt’s collar now near her shoulders. Her breasts had become unnoticeable. Her face started to get cute, teeth a little different. Her eyes became slightly more open, those baby blues. Melody looked extremely baffled. Everything was fun and games, till Lisa saw her walking toward the device!
Lisa knew she had to act fast. She did a combo. She clicked it 5 more times, changed her friends emotion to scared, and watched. Melody flew out of her sweat pants, causing her to trip while instantly regressing. The changes were gorgeous and Lisa basked in enjoyment until she noticed her friend tripped and hurt her knee. Her pants fell off onto the floor and her shirt covering down above her little knee. Melody was sitting on the floor staring in shock at her knee, more concentrated on the pain than her regression now. She just held her knee in her hands for a while, blank faced at first. Lisa saw it was 6:00, darkness outside. She chose the option of what she had on at this time, 5 years old. Nine years ago to this date, she had on a short, pink nightgown. Her accessories were pink socks, her foot was not entirely in the socks so they were stretched out a bit and dangled under her foot as she examined her knee. Her bottom lip began to tremble, her eyes started to thin out and it looked as if she were sobbing. Although you couldn’t tell since the program had no sound option.
Melody’s cute blonde locks jerked around as she sobbed. Staring at nothing but her knee.
The flames from the fireplace dancing mockingly behind her. The world appeared blurry outside of Melody’s focus on her knee. The ceiling fan above her spinning menacingly, frightened her into curling up into a ball, and crying her eyes out. Grasping her knee to her now flat little girl’s chest. These emotions and perspectives were now that of a seven year old. They only grew worse with each minute.
Lisa had to change her age to where she could not escape, “7 was a good number” she figured. The little girl did not notice the change, she was too hurt from her knee to care. Lisa had added a little pink bow around her head. Tied to hold her locks up, the bow dangled now more than her curls. Lisa was soon in the living room, where the little girl who was her best friend lie in a ball wailing in pain. Lisa just stood there watching in disbelief of how well the device actually worked. Melody’s nose became slightly more upturned. Sniffs heard between cries, and high pitched sobs from breathing in sounded like a car engine trying to start. After the breath she would just cry again. Not at all too severe like a babies cry, but more like a regular good hard cry. Her voice was obviously starting to hurt because her cries were getting scratchy. Her sound had a little squeak in them that made her sound like she hurt her voice pretty badly. Her cheeks were beat reds, and her knee was coal black!
“What have I done?!” Lisa called out loud, snapping out of it. She scooped up the quivering, frightened little girl in her arms and carried her up the stairs to the computer room. She was so tiny, Lisa admired her handy work as she carried the small child in her arms. One arm under her knees, leaving her legs to dangle and the other supporting her head. “There there Melody……It’s ok honey……..there there.” She cooed to the child. Little Melody, hearing this finally noticed she was being carried. She shot open her pink, watery eyes as Lisa felt the tension loosen a bit, she could tell that carrying her was converting her.
They reached the computer room, Lisa placed the still crying Melody on the couch to sit. “Hold on Melody, while I get you some ice.” The child lunged for her and grabbed her tight, not letting go. She said “Lisa, don’t leave me!!! PLEEEAASE!” She said between cries.
“So!” Lisa thought aloud. “She does know who I am, perhaps she just doesn’t know what happened to her yet…..poor thing.” Guilt began to fill Lisa’s heart. The child would not let go, her tiny arms tightly locked on to the only friend in the world. Lisa picked her up and carried her downstairs to get an icepack. Melody’s crying still had not stopped. “That’s odd.” Lisa thought, “It doesn’t look that bad.” Suddenly she remembered the emotion she placed on the girl. Lisa was astounded by the versatility of the mechanism. “cool.” She remarked as a teenager would.
Lisa grabbed the icepack out of the freezer and headed upstairs. Not even barely needing to support the child in her arms. Melody was clasped to her like a Koala bear to a tree. Her heart could be felt beating a hundred times a minute and Lisa’s shirt was drenched in tears. Lisa suddenly felt extremely bad. She felt for the child so deeply, she began to shed a few tears herself. She too was now crying, though not nearly as hard. Probably because they were such close friends, Lisa could not bear to see her like this. They got back to the computer room and Lisa placed little Melody on the couch, placing the frozen icepack upon her knee. Noticing it was black and blue….she being so young when she fell, hurt her knee in the worst way. Lisa quickly ran to the computer to turn the scared emotion off and ran back to cater to her little friend.
Her crying only was a little less. She was still crying, but this time only sobs could be heard, and her trying to say something but words still lost in the emotion. It was very hard to make out just what she was trying to say.
She was really struggling though, the small child lay on her back, and her belly moving up and down rapidly during sobs like a balloon growing and deflating. Her bare little belly was cute. Her legs had gotten a lot shorter, with little peach fuzz on them, her knee caps were slightly pudgy, but because of the fall.
Lisa tried to ultimately comfort her, the girl had barely opened her eyes and still had no clue what was going on. Lisa held her close, cooing little words to her. “Everything’s ok now sweetie, the monsters are gone. I’m here, it’s all right little one. It’s alright.” Suddenly Lisa began to seriously feel like a mother, it was scary. She continued to rub her back till Melody’s crying died down to cute little sniffles. Lisa laid her back on the couch, leaving the icepack where it was. All Melody did was stare around, she must know now, her face showed it, yet she did not look upset.
“Melody, do you know what happened to you, other than the knee?” Lisa asked sweetly.
The child nodded her curly head yes.
Lisa was shocked. “Melody, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you, I’m sorry. I got this thing in the mail and wanted to test it out and..” But she was interrupted.
With a stuffy nose she spoke,“I know, your still my best friend Lisa. When I hurt my knee, and the world was laughing at me, you picked me up and nursed me back to health. Only true friend would care for me like that.”
“I’m so glad to hear that, I got carried away.”
“So, how bad is it Lisa?”
Lisa hesitated at first, but finally spoke up. “I………I think you shattered it.” Lisa then bit her lip hard awaiting the impending tears, but there were none. Only a look of pure sadness, the kind that tears overemphasize. Pure and utter sadness, in its pure form. Lisa knew what Melody was thinking. You see, she had high hopes to be a ballerina someday, a shattered knee like that would never heal. Her childhood dream had been shattered now at the very age she used to talk about them. Melody’s face was a dark hole, staring into it could make you cringe. Then Melody spoke up,”Look, ~sniff~ now that It’s all over, I’d like to get big again. Being a kid isn’t very fun.” Lisa would have loved to spring up and say, “NO PROB MELODY!” however something struck her mind. If Melody had a knee injury at seven now that could never heal, making her older would make it worse, maybe even disable her. As an older girl she would receive more permanent damage. Lisa suddenly felt empty. She realized the truth. That the only way to save her friend was to make her younger. Lisa became lost in thought, privately accepting the change, and living without her best friend. “Lisa?” She called out, but Lisa was too deep in thought. She would have to keep her best friend forever, caring for her like a mother, make her younger, keep her from her parents, and they would probably never be friends again. Lisa figured she would end up being her best friend’s mother from now on. Even if she changed her back, Lisa would never be anything more than a mother to her after that incident.
“Lisa?” The little girl called again. “I don’t wanna be a little girl, change me back Lisa.”
Swallowing big, Lisa explained. “Honey, if we make you older, your knee will get worse.”
Her eyes got big.
Lisa continued,”The only way to cure it without causing attention is by making you younger again, It is………the only way. I’m sorry Melody.”
Melody answered in a dead tone, staring off at the ceiling with wonder. The ceiling fan reflected spinning in her black irises that a pretty hazel ring surrounded. “How much younger Lisa?”
“Well, one year to take away the pain, and another so…..look, how young do you think you should be?”
Melody softly said,”As young as it takes to get rid of this horrible pain.”
“Well, lets just change you to a whole bunch of different things so you don’t get to bored, I want you to feel normal, and without your parents, I’ll do anything for that Melody.” This whole night had been a big surprise, Lisa usually has a great difficulty expressing her emotions. Tomboys usually are extremely shy, but Lisa was extremely emotional with all this. She was letting herself go.
”Ok, let’s just try this then, my knee hurts.” Melody requested in a high pitched tone.”
“Alright, but you know you can never breach beyond the age of seven again, of the injury will reappear. It has become apart of your seven year old past and, you can never be older than six. Are you ok with that?”
“No Lisa, I’m really not, my life has just turned around for the worst, I’m not crying though. At least I get to be taken care of by you. I’m not afraid anymore.”
Lisa saw her hesitate at saying something, she ignored it and pressed the number five in the computer and pressed enter. Leaving her clothes to shrink with her. Melody dropped down two more years and her injury immediately vanished, leaving a tiny tot with blonde curly locks and stubby knees sitting on the couch, struggling with reality.
Lisa drifted over to her and held her close. “ It’s not so bad, at least we are still friends.”
Melody looked up in silence and began starring atLisa in a strange way. Melody opened her mouth to utter something.
“I…….I love you mommy.” Then she burst into tears and hugged Lisa tight. The only feeling Lisa had was proud, and at peace. This would be a new beginning for the both of them. That hug marked it.
Lisa no longer saw a fun factor in this. It sickened her that she had done all this to her best friend.
“Stinking Government.” she said under her breath. Why must their sole mission be to put treacherous devices into the hands of the innocent?! This device……this…….wretched device……it has caused a friendship to crumble!!!
Lisa was raging. She finally realized how sickening that plan was. They had follied her into their scheme, but no more. “I’m gonna do something about it!” Lisa stood up leaving little Melody below her waist.
Melody had to strain her neck to look up as she was right beneath Lisa’s feet. Lisa looked down to see her cute little face smiling fully at her from below, her dimples defining her as adorable. Lisa picked her up and kissed her on the cheek. She gave a little giggle.
“At an early age, I must know motherhood, and at a late age, you must know childhood.”
“May this fate befall on no one else!”
“How can we? We are so young.” Melody wondered.
“Many ways, we have to keep it quiet for a time, this program, the device, and that document are all evidence of this evil scheme. We have to rally our most trusted friends to this cause, for starters Jeremy Brewer is a genius with computers. He could tinker with the auto recording and cut our conversation out of it. Replace it with something else so the government doesn’t suspect anything. We can form a team, standing together against this mystery company. I must choose our friends carefully, many in PS:113 will misuse this device for their own deep rooted plan. Also taken by the wonders of this machine as I was. I have that document as evidence that itexists. THAT’S IT!!! I HAVENT BURNED IT YET, WE CAN PROVE TO THE WORLD THAT THERE IS A GOVERNMENTAL POWER TRYING TO USE THIS DEVICE.WE CAN LET THE WORLD KNOW! Let’s go get that document!!!
Lisa sprinted down the stairs, her feet as thunder marching down the clouds of shadow to a beacon of light. That document on the table! Nothing could stop her.
When she got down the stairs, something was wrong, very wrong. someone had been there. Things were scattered all around the house. The power was out, no light. Just the dim remains of a fire barely lit the darkness. The moonlight shone through a rectangular passage in the kitchen. IT WAS THE DOOR! It had been opened, casting its lunar glow upon the kitchen table where there was no document……….and the device was gone.
End of Episode I
That was the first installment of a very long serries, sory about all the typos, but the microsoft word program, after you carry it on for a while starts to delete words when you try to fix them. That realy gets me mad.
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HIGH SCHOOL DISCIPLINE
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