Tracey Young, a fourteen year old with long blonde hair walked into the classroom and looked up at the young black haired teacher erasing stuff on the blackboard.
"Oh thank you for coming," the teacher said.
"No problem Ms. Smith," Tracey said.
"When I asked for students to volunteer and tell me what you guys had been doing so far I was surprised you spoke up. I figured you'd all just run away and leave your sub high and dry," Ms. Smith said.
"I'd never do that," Tracey said, "You needed help."
"You're right I do. I bet you need some help too Tracey. I bet Middle School can be stressful for a young girl such as yourself."
"It is kinda," Tracey said.
"Well before you help me, I'd like to help you," Ms. Smith said.
"What do you mean?" Tracy asked.
"I just want you to relax for me and focus on this," Ms. Smith said, as she pulled out a pocket watch and began swinging it in front of Tracey's eyes.
"What are you doing?" Tracey asked.
"There's no need to worry, you just need to relax," Ms. Smith said, swinging the watch, "That's it just stare at the watch relax. Good now continue to follow it from side to side with your eyes and let yourself relax. That's it you are getting very relaxed. You are very relaxed and very sleepy. Very very sleepy. Your eyelids are getting heavy. They feel as if they are made of lead. Don't fight it let your heavy eyelids close so you can drift off to sleep."
Tracey's eyes continued to follow the watch but closed when she was told to.
"Tracey you are now hypnotized and must obey me," Ms. Smith said.
"Must obey," Tracey said in a monotone.
"Very good. You'll make a good slave."
"And so will you," Tracey said.
"What?" Ms. Smith said in shock.
"Not bad, but I give it a C-," Tracey said, opening her eyes.
"You're not hypnotized? And what did you mean 'And so will you?'" Ms. Smith said, her confusion growing.
"What do you think I mean?" Tracey said, reaching into her jean pocket and pulling out her own pocket watch before she began swinging it in front of Ms. Smith's eyes, "Why do you think I'm so popular. Why do you think I get such good grades. I have so many people under my spell at this school I can barely keep track of who isn't hypnotized. You'll make a great addition."
"How is this possible?" Ms. Smith said, her eyes watching Tracey's watch.
"Don't worry about that. Just watch my watch," Tracey said, ""Watch it go back and forth. Back and forth. Side to side. Just watching and relaxing. Relaxing more and more with each swing. So relaxing just to watch my watch. Relax. Relax. So relaxed you are beginning to feel tired. Tired and drowsy. Sleepy even. So sleepy your eyelids are beginning to grow heavy. In fact as I count from 1 to five you will no longer be able to hold them open. Yes it will be impossible to hold them open at the count of five. 1... Allowing your eyes to shut down all the way. 2... You're doing so very very well concentrating only on the watch and listening only to my voice. 3... Feeling ready to fall into deep hypnosis. 4... So sleepy, eyelids so heavy. 5... Now sleep for me. Relax. Allow yourself to sleep for me."
Ms. Smith's eyes locked shut as she fell under hypnosis.
"That's how it's done," Tracey said, putting her watch away, "You are now my hypnotized slave. You must obey me."
"Yes. I must obey you Tracey," Ms. Smith said in a hypnotized monotone.
"Now slave, what were you going to do to me if you had hypnotized me?"
"Put a trigger in your head that once I said it, you'd wander over to my house and I'd put a ransom out on you. Once it had been paid I'd just call you and trigger you all over again. I was going to do it to other students as well."
"Good thing I was first then," Tracey said, "Now then kneel before me slave."
"Yes Mistress," Ms. Smith said, as she knelt before Tracey.
"Oh, I'm going to have so much fun with you," Tracey said smiling.