3 days ago
So my name is Shane and I’m just your typical gay guy who’s hopelessly in love with the high school quarterback. I’ve never even flirted with him, but maybe I’ve had one too many lingering glances at him because Macky seems to have sniffed out my adoration. And the worst part is for as much as he gives me hell, I don’t stop feeling this way. I just have an instinct that he’s secretly gay, but just can’t admit it. Either not now or not to me (the only openly gay guy in our high school) because physically I’m just not in line with his desires. I mean after all, he’s a toned, strong, football jock and I’m an overly thin, bony, computer nerd. I try to keep the extent of my research a secret because the nerd shit is just another bullet that Macky uses against me. Unknown to him though, and the entire world, I may have invented something that could give me the chance to finally get close enough to him to see what he’s really like. The running name for the prototype is Project Transfero, short for the Latin phrase, Transfero Transtuli Translatum, meaning “to transfer.” Hey, I didn’t say poetic prototype names were my specialty. But anyway, this device I have built will allow me to transfer my consciousness into another human being and dominate their body and mind. If my calculations are correct, I will have access to their memories and abilities in an intuitive manner whilst still maintaining all of my essence. I will upload my old, empty body with a basic artificial intelligence program I designed that mimics my most recognizable behaviors. To friends and family I will appear to be completely normal, though I have severely hampered the AI’s intellect so as to avoid any technological conflicts in the future or a scary Terminator doomsday scenario. I also have a secondary program that will surely come in handy. But I digress…
Earlier today I was thrilled beyond belief when opportunity came directly to my locker.
“Hey. So word’s gone around you got a perfect score on the SAT. Andy is taking the PSAT next week and I was wondering if you could help him out. The kid’s pretty bright, but I bet a little bit of your influence and he’d be a National Merit Scholar. I already talked to him, and he’s cool with this even though I have some concerns…”
“Not a problem, Macky. Tell him to come over at 8pm.”
“Look, I appreciate your help. I really am grateful, but…no funny business if you know what I mean…”
“We’re crystal clear, Macky. We’re just turning your bro into a national merit scholar, that’s it.”
He awkwardly thanks me again before walking off to rejoin his football bros.
“Shit, that was the scariest/best moment of the week.” I speak to myself aloud. Project Transfero is officially in motion. “Oh we’re gonna make Andy a National Merit Scholar alright. I’m pretty sure Andy’s gonna rocking out from now on…”