Max arrived at school and still had no ideas. She walked through the halls to the cafeteria to wait for classes to begin. She could feel the glares of the other girls. She tried her best to ignore them. Unfortunately, a group of girls flanking one of the prettier girls started to prowl towards her. Crap. This is something I do not need right now.
She recognized the lead girl. It was Emily Herst and for some reason she made it her duty to chew Max out every morning for glamouring the boys with her weak and innocent act. She normally didn't bring posse though. As expected Emily began her rant, "Good morning, tramp. Why can't you just pick one of those guys to date and be done with it? At least, one of them would be able to stop whoever has been hitting you. It's like you enjoy toying their feelings." Max tuned her out at that point while wondering when Emily would stop talking. Why won't this she just shut up already? Wait a second. She knows? She took a few glances around looking and noticed quite a few looks of sympathy or concern directed at her, mostly from the boys. It seems they all knew she had been beaten before. Max quickly checked her memories and found several instances where other girls and most of her suitors had tried to help her in the past year. Not giving her inheirited memories a good look over was starting to give her a headache. She made a mental note to go through them in detail after getting home. She turned her attention back to Emily. It didn't appear as if she was reaching out to Max. It was obvious the girl hated Max.
Too bad. She is smart and quite cute. An idea popped in her head as she finished that thought. She didn't know why she hadn't thought of this earlier. Oh this is too good to pass up and it will be a good way to shut her up at the same time. It was difficult to supress her urge to giggle. She would have to do this right to avoid leaving any form of misinterpretation.
It was less than five minutes until class would start when Max acted. She immediately stood up, startling Emily in the process, and wrapped her arms around Emily's waist and neck before kissing her. Feeling that she had to really sell this, Max forces her tongue into the other girl's mouth. Emily started resisting weak at first but quickly got stronger. Max was quickly pushed away by Emily. She couldn't help but notice how red Emily's face was. Emily made a disgusted face, but Max couldn't help herself as she licked her lips as if savoring the taste. If this doesn't do the trick, I don't know what will. Emily somehow got an even deeper red and ran away. Max hadn't expected the poor girl to cry. Now she felt bad.
Max tried to follow Emily to apologize, but Emily's posse blocked her off. They were staring knives at her before chasing after Emily. Max didn't know what else to do other than to head to class. She got to class as the bell rang. Unfortunately, she found that most of her classes were extremely boring. It was difficult to appear alert and ready to learn when you already knew all the material. The only stimulation she got all day was during gym. She got quite the view in the locker room while everyone was getting into their gym clothes. She was having an amazing time as she got to experience a teenage boy's dream of being able to go in the girl's locker room. Although she was a bit disappointed that the spectacle didn't last longer, she was aware that she had other classes today. By the end of the school day, she was in a good mood, since she solved the problem at school. Now all she had to do was solve the problem that is her father.
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Unfortunately, that good mood was short lived. She had waited for half of a hour in vain for her mother to come pick her up. She let out a sigh. This wasn't the first time that her mother hadn't picked her up. Thankfully, her home wasn't too far of a walk. But for some reason, she felt as if someone was watching her. She looked around frequently but didn't see anyone. She knew her survival instincts wouldn't mislead her. It was beginning to get annoying until she saw someone a tad too slow getting back into cover. That person was way too big to be someone from her school. I don't know who you are asshole, but I am not leading to you to where I live. She resisted the urge to break into a run and calmly walked to a nearby gas station. She went to the back and pretended to look at the snack aisle. She had to wait for fifteen minutes before she got a good look of her stalker. She knew him from her past life. He was one of the people caught by that deranged general. Even if she hadn't seen him before, the metalic hoop around his neck was a dead giveaway. She tried her best to act normal. He walked right past her while holding something that looked like a thick version of an IPad while appearing to be looking for something. She glanced at the screen when his back was facing her. It looked like a detector some kind. That better not be what I think it is. She quickly concealed her essence emmissions. It was a useful trick to hide from most devices used to detect culvitavors, but it was not that effective on people with a good spiritual sense. The young man looked confused as he walked back and forth in the gas station. Fuck! It is an essence radar. He walked around the store a few more times, before leaving. She would most certainly be put on the watch list now. She started cursing in her head after leaving the gas station.
Max walked the rest of the way home without revealing her concern. By the time she finally got home, she was exhausted and collapsed into her bed. She hadn't thought that those things were that sensitive or she would have been concealing her essence sooner. Too late to think about that now. However, those types of handheld devices had a very limited range of about five hundred feet or so. The biggest problem she will be facing is during her breakthroughs in the copper stage. She would definitely be giving off alot of essence during those times. Whoever was assinged to monitor would definitely have one of those radars. Things just got a lot more complicated. She would need to find a secluded place for her future breakthroughs, preferably one deep underground. That would block most of the energy she would be emitting from being detected. She would do a search for places like that tomarrow in the school library before classes start. She had the rest of the school week to find a good spot or two.
Max pushed those thoughts out of her mind so she could cultivate. When her mother got home a couple hours later, she apologized for not showing up earlier. Apparently, she had been overloaded with work and lost track of time. She got a surprise when her father came home that night. He poured out all of the alcohol in the house and said he was going out to an Alcoholics Anomynous meeting. Her dad had never gone to one of those meetings before. It seemed he was making an honest attempt this time. She wondered how long he would hold up as she went back to her room. She no longer cared if he got drunk and beat her again. Even if she was, someone else would turn him in now that she was being watched. She finished up her daily cultivation and did a thorough sorting of her memories.