I spent another hour surfing the web, learning as much as I could about Ryes and Blare. The thing I wanted to know most was whether anyone present that day, in the parking lot or in the dean's office, had a Visualization mark on them.
I thought it would be hard to find since the mark appears on random parts of the body, but apparently, there was a list of them on the city's website. All citizens must undergo a full-body scan at age 5 and register their powers.
Ryes household did not have anyone with Visualization. Neither did Blare.
From that group, only Joy had Sensitization. No one else even had any power. They were not that common.
This made me think.. I should try to hide my Amplification mark somehow. It was on my dick, so already pretty hidden, but sooner or later, I will have to show my dick to someone. If someone reported me to the police or used the information against me to blackmail, the possibility of that was not zero. My Visualization was already registered on the site.
I really wanted to make memory pieces of naked Sophia, Lin, and Sadie, but today I needed to create a long memory piece of the parking lot and principal's office incidents. Of course, they weren't exactly memory pieces but more like imagination pieces. Hehe.
My lawyer asked to get the video footage as soon as possible. So I got to work. The object I chose to store the memory was a steel keychain, a cute cat.
With Amplification and Visualization on, I only needed to stack 6 times for each fake memory. 30-second evidence should be good enough. The parking lot thing didn't even need 20 seconds. Even without any modification, Jackson had cursed enough time unprovoked to get himself in trouble.
The Vi-tube videos suggested taking at least ten-minute breaks between each memory piece stack. I was well into the process, almost an hour into it, when someone knocked on my door.
It was Ava.
"Yes?" I asked.
She hesitantly scanned me from top to bottom. I was in my shorts and a baggy t-shirt. I noticed her eyes pausing at my crotch region for a second. I wasn't wearing any underwear, and there was a bulge. Even though I was not turned on at all.
"Uhm.. The things Kyle said today. I am here to apologize for it. He was just angry. I will scold him for getting you involved, I promise. Once... things calm down a little." Ava said, her gaze lowered to the floor.
"He's jealous, you know?" I commented. Who didn't like drama?
She finally looked up and met my eyes. "Yes.. I know. I was just trying to show him how I feel when he flirts with other girls."
"When relationships become competitions for who can hurt more, it's better to end it before it gets out of hand."
Her eyes widened. Clearly, she was not expecting such harsh words from someone as young and shy as me.
"I always thought.. You would take his side." Ava murmured.
"Don't sell yourself short; you have a beautiful figure."
I wasn't lying. She was a solid 8.5. Her heart-shaped face, long blonde hair, and perfectly proportioned slim figure truly made her stand out. Kyle was with her for a reason. Of course, the fact that she worked and earned money while studying was a bonus.
But I wasn't trying to start anything. I was simply making her doubt herself. That bitch Kyle shouldn't have used my name in his fight. The more they fight, the happier I am.
Wait, doesn't that mean I am the low-level villain in those nice rom-com stories? Haha, I may not share the feminine side of my past self, but I certainly learned how to be a bitch!
I closed the door with a smile on my face, which just added to Ava's confusion even more. Poor girl.
The next day, I woke up and finished my memory piece work. I was really tired, but still went out and extracted the memories into a massive 3D file. Sadie's drive came in clutch. The process was quite simple, actually. The hard part was operating the editing software to get the needed footage from right angles.
While I was working, Sadie rewarded me with a bunch of her nudes in all kinds of places. An upskirt full pussy view while on a train, an open chest pic in her cubicle, and several pictures of her large ass in a toilet of her office. There was a plug in her ass, the end of which was heart-shaped.
After a quick nap, I called Sadie, complimented her on her photography skills, and, before starting to edit, asked for her password. Installed the software on her pc and got to work. It took the whole afternoon and well into the evening before I finished and sent the ready footage to my lawyer. The software was not easy to operate at all; I had to look up many things.
My lawyer was more than happy with the result and asked permission to send it immediately to all news media, along with pictures of the mail. That was exactly my plan, so I told her I would do it on my own.
We decided to time it perfectly with the papers, which will be served tonight. Once we had confirmation that the papers had been served, I shared the footage and mail pictures with all news outlets. Even posted it on my social media and the school's student-operated social media groups. Quickly, the posts were shared and reposted; in a couple of hours, all local media and even some big-name channels were talking about it live on TV.
I received tons of messages on my social media. Some showed support, some said I shouldn't have involved the court, and some even came to defend Jackson and Joy. There was nothing against Joy in my legal case, but the video extracted from the memory piece showed everyone who was there.
Gwen and that other couple were also involved now. In my memory edit, I had added that other boy classmate of mine saying incriminating stuff as well.
I received calls from my professor, guidance counselor, and even the dean. All were using the same method of intimidation: reasoning, convincing me how bad this idea was, and, when nothing else worked, threatening me. I was two steps ahead, though, and recorded all their calls. My case just became even stronger.
After dinner, everyone in the house together saw the local news channels talk about it while the footage replayed again and again.
I made just a few changes, but they were essential. First, I thanked Gwen and Joy for the invitation. Then kept everything the same, but the line of the little bitch jumping on mommy's money was changed to 'Your mom is close to the mayor, so what?'. The changes in the dean's office were more serious. It made Jackson's outrage seem even more childish.
I completely changed the conversation to the dean, Mrs. Ryes, and Mrs. Blare insulting me nonstop, questioning my sexuality, telling me how poor I was, and how they wanted me to apologize for even raising a finger against the school's biggest donors.
There was no other visualization user present in both scenarios. The dean's office didn't even have a camera. Joy and others will know it was fake, but no one could prove it otherwise. And even if they think it was just a fake video and come to court, it was all going to change real soon after the memory piece proved how 'real' it was.
Finally, I felt like I was in some control. Ever since I woke up in this body, things had just been happening to me; this was my first time hitting back.
Even Kyle and Mel showed support after watching the footage and realizing just how one-sided the whole thing was. Sadie, Ava, Lin, and Sophia praised me for being brave and taking it to court.
Back in my room, I was still getting bombarded by messages. Even Gwen, Joy, and my other classmates were texting me on social media. I set my notifications to silent and ignored everything that wasn't from the academy, news media, or the two bigshots. Talking to kids was useless.
The two bigshots and the school denied all claims and obviously called the video fake. The official paperwork still needed to be completed, but my lawyer confirmed that they most likely wanted to countersue. We will know soon enough.
I was just surfing the net to see what everyone thought without engaging much, and still, when midnight arrived, I had no idea. The majority seemed to support me, but many also said it was fake.
I've been so busy since last night; I haven't had time for myself. My frustration was pent up. I was just about to create a memory piece of naked Sophia and Lin using the couch memory when I heard noises coming from across the hall.
The damned young couple had made up, apparently, and were at it again. My room was dark, so I opened my door just slightly to see what was going on. And I was not disappointed at all.
My eyes were graced with two large buttocks, grabbed tightly and stretched to reveal a big, tight, dark pink hole. Sophia's face was on the couple's door, her knees slightly bent. Her ass was protruding in a vulgar way while Lin sat beneath, back to the door, knees to the floor, devouring the hungry kitty of her master.