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In retrospect, I suppose I over-reacted.
After all; I had used some of my telepathic mojo to make Lyroo accept my "budget-cut" alibi with only a slight amount of dubiosity. Why couldn't I have worked the same Jedi-style mind trick on these scholastic snobs?
Because, like it or not, there are some emotional wounds that time can _never_ heal. Some things (no matter how seemingly petty) that are neither forgettable nor forgiveable. And, chief among them, in my case, was the amount of verbal and emotional abuse I'd endured from the Sizeloan "pure-bloods" at Nusi Academy.
I had incessantly kow-towed to them because the Masterchemi had forbidden fighting (either physically or via our powers) anywhere on the campus. But, of course, I wasn't at Nusi Academy, anymore. Frig! I wasn't even on Earth!!
So, as calmly as possible, I told the library staff there was no need to call security. I would see myself out. Which I did...despite their polite and puzzled protestations to the contrary.
You see, even if I were ruled as legitimately defending myself, I'd still have to go on record with my name and local address. And, as I naturally lacked the latter, the Archavian police were bound to arrest me as either a vagrant, a material witness, or both!
Anyway, I fast-walked out of the library with the aid of this planet's lighter gravity. Once outside, I switched to a mild jog and headed in the direction of Omega Mega House. Again, trying to keep my pace as casual as possible. Yet, once again, my good luck failed to hold out.
"Sir," someone behind me called out: "Sir! Halt! Campus security!"
My jog became a flat-out run.
Immediately, there were screams of shock and astonishment as my pursuers (wearing the same golden-brown outfits as the guards on Titan Station) began trying to catch up to me. But, I not only had lighter gravity on my side. I also had the unique obstacle-course training that comes from living and working in New York City!
I leap-frogged over hedges; jumped over green benches; anything that might obstruct or delay the security guards, I made use of it. Until, finally, it worked. I reached my destination well ahead of them.
I didn't just barge into the main lobby of the sorority house, though. Oh, no! I ran a little bit further on. To a very large tree right behind the sorority house, in fact. And, when I reached its roots?
I jumped straight up into its branches!
I climbed up as high as I could go, among them, at my giant size. Then, when I judged the foliage was thick enough, I shrank myself back down to normal human-size...and waited.
Sure enough; most of my pursuers surrounded the tree while a few of them got an aluminum ladder (or, at least, ir resembled aluminum) and climbed up after me. I have to confess: it was pretty difficult not laughing out loud at their "WTF" expressions when they couldn't find me!
Still, this was not the time to get cocky. So, when the security guards in the lower branches started whipping out the same kind of scanners I'd seen on Titan Station, I shrank down even farther. To about one Earthly foot tall. At that size, Archavia's lighter gravity whould allow me to jump and leap even greater distances.
You see, I had spotted someone who might be able to get me into Omega Mega House unawares. A young woman with blonde hair longer than her skirt. A young woman wearing the same kind of sweater as those jocks who had tried to mess with me at the library. A young woman carrying text books in her right arm...and a net-like bag of multi-colored confetti in her left.
In short? I had spotted a giant cheerleader. And, getting as much of a running start as possible, I leaped right out of the tree in her direction! Unfortunately, for me, I had misjudged the distance. Consequently, instead of landing atop her golden head of hair, I went wide to my right,...
...and landed in her pom-poms.
[The bag of confetti, you pervs! NOT her cleavage!!]
tbc
Giantess World
Chapter End Notes:
My imaginary lawyer, Izzy Serious, reminded me to remind you that George Lucas is the principle owner of trademarked words and phrases like "Jedi." And, I'm merely using it on a non-profit basis!