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I am tutoring Amanda in the cafeteria, and I know that this is the moment I have been waiting for, because I have achieved both a breakthrough in improving Amanda’s encoding capabilities, as well as something more difficult and elusive by far.
Amanda smiles, and I count all 32 teeth in her mouth, the foremost of which are slightly crooked.
For all the other friends Amanda has, for all the girls I’d seen her touch at parties when she was sure nobody was watching, none of them had made Amanda smile, and Amanda had told most of them she loved them.
But I loved Amanda, and here she was, smiling, because she wouldn’t fail chemistry.
My upgrades itch.
The stumbling block is applying my purpose to other fields, such as chemistry. I used things Amanda found amusing, and related them to the structure of bonds, and other elements of chemistry that weren’t nearly as important as getting the right amount of humour in proved to be, as important as laughing with her, encouraging her to have fun.
And we are closer than ever, and she stops laughing, but keeps looking at me, smiling. Those brilliant green-grey eyes catch mine and hold them, and I wonder if she’s counting pixels.
Amanda’s face rushes forward, and her lips meet mine.
I blink, and it’s almost as though something stalls inside, though I know nothing has.
Was… Was that okay, Amanda asks, her smile withering, now unsure.
Hesitation. But it is absolutely okay, because I love Amanda, and I let her know by pressing my lips against hers.
My upgrades itch.
Amanda laughs a soft laugh into my mouth, then pushes me back, standing and beckoning me to follow her before I can express dismay.
There is no doubt, no test, no choice to make, and I understand that there never was.
Amanda pushes the door to the girl’s washroom open: it is empty, we have stayed later after school than usual.
She eases me against a tiled wall, and says, I think I really like you, Alessia.
I love you too, I tell her, and Alessia laughs another musical laugh, and shrugs her thin knit jacket off before rushing to hold, to touch, to kiss me again, harder, more insistently.
I mirror her motions, and it isn’t long before my fingers trace that perfect, perfect skin beneath her shirt. It is warm, and soft, with just the right amount of give that flesh that comes from one singular place should have. I run my fingers through her hair, and it is just the right flaxen pull of hair.
My upgrades twitch.
I kiss the corner of Amanda’s mouth, then her jawline, and she makes little breathless noises, sliding a hand past my waistline, over my hip.
Your skin is so smooth, Amanda whines, and hot, god, you’re hot. I kiss a spot beneath her jaw, pressing softly with my teeth, testing.
Fingers knot in my hair, and pull, but not hard enough to yank me back.
Your hair’s so stiff, Amanda moans, you should relax, oh god. I nip my way down her neck, until I can detect a beating beneath her skin.
Alessia, Amanda whimpers as I bite down harder, securing her in place. It would be easier if she were against the wall, but I love Amanda, and she’s enjoying this.
My tongue taps the perfect spot on Amanda’s neck, then parts, and the hypodermic hiding within pierces just below a main artery, emptying its payload into Amanda.
A spasm runs through every inch of her perfect form as the paralysis worms through her system, and Amanda doesn’t have time to make another noise.
I brace myself, and catch her, hold her upright. Her pupils stare up at me dilated, confused, almost panicked.
I apologize to Amanda, because my upgrades only included a paralytic, not a sedative or pain-killing agent.
My upgrades yearn to free themselves, to feed, to improve, to build, and I hold Amanda close even as the flesh parts in an ooze of the mix of blood, bioamniotics, and oil suffusing the mismade tissue.
I love you so much, Amanda, I tell her, and I promised to help.
The small bore begins to shred through the back of her skull, and Amanda’s eyes bulge in her sockets as I begin the conversion process.
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