G/T Adventures

Revenge

Groaning in pain, Eric slowly sat up on the hard surface he was laying on. His head was fuzzy like he'd just been bashed over the head by something. The last thing he remembered was standing in the hallway of his high school when there was a bright light. It was almost blinding.

As his dark blue eyes opened, he could only gasp in horror. He was lying on the floor of what looked to be his school hallway, only everything had to be at least one hundred times bigger than it was just a few minutes ago! Either everything grew...or he shrunk. 

A shadow of a figure fell over him and very slowly he turned to see Kendra, the girl he bullied quite often, towering over him with a wide grin plastered across her face. "I-I can't believe it worked." She whispered, crouching down near the now tiny teen. 

Eyes widening in shock, Eric stumbled backward as her hand approached him. "G-Get back you stupid freak!" He sighed in relief as his comment made her hand stop, only for it to shoot out and wrap around him tightly. 

"You have no right to talk to me like that. Seeing as how you're maybe what, seven inches tall? You're the freak now." She growled, green eyes looking at his scared face. His expression amused her. Kendra has gone through years of bullying from this jerk, and she's had enough. She hates coming home crying. She hates not being able to leave the house because if anxiety and depression. 

"J-Just let me go! What do you even want?!" Eric shouted fearfully, looking around the halls for any sign of another student, or teacher even. But to his dismay, they were alone.

"I want you to feel as abused. As humiliated as you made me. Do you know how miserable my life has been since you started bullying me? I can barely talk to anyone, I have trouble finding a place to sit in the cafeteria where I can only hope you won't see me. Because I knew if you did, it'd be the same thing over again." Kendra hissed as she stuffed him into her purse, zipping it up. Now she just had to get home.

Eric continuously struggled against her grip as everything went dark, but he was still conscious. The zipping of the purse was a lot louder than it would have been if he were still his normal 6'2 height. Now he was only seven inches tall? Why was this happening to him?

Thinking back to the girl's words, his eyes widened. Sure, he picked on her a few times. Knocked her books out of her hand, threw water at her in the middle of the hall, but it was just harmless fun. At least he thought so. He'd have to try and make her see it that way. 

With his heart racing in his chest, he seated himself down inside the purse. He was utterly powerless at the moment. He had no hope of escaping the leather prison on his own. If only he had--his cell phone! It was still in his pocket, maybe it'll work, even at this tiny size!

Pulling it out of his pocket, he began to dial his dad's number when he saw it. No signal. Every bit of hope that had just wormed its way in was gone now. He could nothing against the giant teenager. Whatever she has in mind for him, he'll just have to accept. 

It wasn't long before a light nearly blinded him and he couldn't even blink away the haziness before he felt her hand grab him from the purse. It was a horrible feeling, knowing your life was now quite literally in the hands of someone else.

Looking around he was able to see they were now in a giant bedroom. Pink curtains framing the windows, a soft gray carpet lining the floor, and several other pink decorations lay about the room. It was definitely Kendra's room. 

Across the room on her desk, there set a small box with big, bold letters written out across the side labeled 'Eric'. With his heart still pounding in his chest, he could only wonder if she was going to put him inside of it, or if there was something inside that she was going to use.

Kendra walked across the floor and approached the small box with a slightly evil smirk. "What I've got in here, you'll never be looked at the same way again. This is going to be so much fun."