Thank you for following! Carrie tries out the limits of this new power and may get some unexpected friends. Some sexual content and language in this chapter. You can also check out my Jennifer's Body story Jennifer's Bad Idea in the mean time.

"I don't know what she was thinking", Chris was talking on her phone as she lied in bed; she was recolecting the events with Carrie that day and the clothes she wore, "She's such a freak."

Her friend Karen was on the other line, "She just wants to be like you", she mocked.

Chris didn't know what it was but for some reason she felt sick in the pit of her stomach as she made fun, "I don't know...maybe we're too hard on her."

Karen didn't pick up any sarcasm, "What's up?"

"I don't know...I just...I've been thinking that maybe I need to stop being such a bitch."

Karen laughed, "Are you feeling ok?"

"Not really. I'm thinking of turning in early."

Karen was bored, she didn't have anyone else to gossip with, "Ok. Do you know what Sue is up to?"

"She's on a date with Tommy. She's supposed to text me later."

"Do you think tonight is the night?"

Chris knew what she was getting at but didn't feel like continuing the conversation, like something was telling her to stop. "I don't know. I guess I'll find out in the morning. Good night...", normally this was followed by 'bitch' or 'slut' but instead just stopped there.

Carrie met with Miss Desjardin early the next morning before class, she needed answers and it seemed like she was the right adult to have them. Today Carrie wore skinny denim jeans with high top sneakers and a t-shirt for the band The Misfits. Miss Desjardin was curious seeing Carrie dressed like this, she had no idea why her mother would let her out of the house wearing normal teenager attire.

"So what is it I can do for you, Carrie?"

"I wanted your opinion, Miss Desjardin. Do you think I need breast implants?"

Miss Desjardin was certainly taken back by this question especially from a shy girl like Carrie, she couldn't help but chuckle, "I'm sorry, Carrie. Why do you think you need breast implants?"

"Well..."

"Was it something someone told you? Teasing you?"

"No...I just thought maybe it would help me be more confident."

"Carrie...", Miss Desjardin smiled, "You don't need breast implants."

"I don't?"

"I know a lot of girls are getting them. There's nothing wrong with that but really you're fine the way you are."

"But I want to be like everyone else."

"Not many girls at this school have implants...that I've noticed anyway."

"I mean...I'm not like anyone...Chris and Sue are beautiful and everyone likes them."

"You don't need to be like Chris or Sue. Just be you. You just need to show everyone the real you", she knew her fashion choices may help her a little. She leaned on and whispered, "And I know for a fact not everyone like Chris and Sue", Carrie thought she was hinting at herself which didn't surprise her. She thanked her for the talk and headed to her locker but still felt incomplete.

She saw Sue at her locker, she seemed down, "Hey, are you OK?"

Sue was lost in her thoughts when Carrie asked this, she laughed, "Yeah, I'm fine."

"Can I talk to you about something? "

"Uh...sure, what's up?"

"Well…", Carrie had a bad feeling about asking what she wanted to ask, a small voice in the back of her head told her this could be a bad idea, "I've always wondered how you did your hair…", she wasn't sure if that was the lamest thing to ask but went for it; it sure was better than asking her if she should get plastic surgery.

"Oh, nothing really all that extreme, conditioner, mousse. I could probably message you everything I use on Facebook."

"Cool…", Carrie said did wonder why Sue's blonde hair shined so brightly, "I'm sure I'll never pull it off like you."

Sue laughed, "Oh, it's really nothing special."

"You're a beautiful girl", Carrie smirked.

"And you're not?" Carrie never thought of herself as being anything of the sort, "You have really great legs."

It seemed strange for Sue to say that, she was this tall, athletic girl, "Really? You like them?"

"Yeah, really muscular…I like that."

"Yeah?"

"Yes", she smiled and even seemed like she was about to blush but Carrie couldn't figure out why it was so strange. The bell rang and Sue had to get going, she would see her later in gym class that morning. Carrie had her books out of her locker, closing the door she saw Chris looking rather weird, almost like she was hiding some inside joke from her.

"Carrie…", Chris said.

"Yes, what?", she tried to stand her ground but felt like she was 2 feet tall. Karen and Chris's other friend Lisa came up beside her.

"Nice clothes", said Karen, "Where'd you get 'em?", she tore a piece of Carrie's jeans, this pair too had rips in the knees as well but now it looked awful. Lisa too took a turn ripping off a piece, both laughed but Chris didn't she didn't know they were going to do that. Carrie ran to the nearest washroom.

The girls laughed as she ran. Karen nudged Chris, "Come on, this is funny!"

"No you guys, I really don't like this", she ran off to class.

"What's with her?" asked Lisa.

"I don't know, it's like she grew a concise overnight."

Carrie felt like she was having a panic attack, she stood over the counter breathing heavily. She couldn't believe how scared she looked, what was it about those bitches? She looked into her own eyes, those blue innocent eyes and had an idea. "Be confident." She repeated these words several times, each time with more of a commanding voice, she wanted to see if there was even a chance it could work on herself like it did Margaret. With Margaret it seemed earlier to raise her voice but she would never be able to raise her voice to those girls unless she had the confidence to use that voice, "BE CONFIDENT!" She had to admit that she did feel different but she needed to put it to the test.

Chris still felt a little guilty for what happened to Carrie, she still didn't know why she had this change of heart all of a sudden, yesterday she would have loved to ripped those ridiculous pants she had on. She waited in the locker room for the other girls, she thought she was the first one until she saw Carrie already in her gym clothes, ready to go out on the football field. Sitting there on the bench by herself. Chris sighed, dragging herself as she walked over to talk, "Carrie, look about this morning…" Carrie gave her this intimidating look, it seemed odd coming from her, she stood up and almost seemed taller and more dominating than the brunette, "Whoa, what are you doing?" Carrie had her up against the locker this time, "What do you want?"

"I want you to be nice from now on, got it? That means you need to keep your friends in check!"

Chris was lost in the fury of Carrie's eyes, she was under her control, "Yes, Carrie."

"Good."

"Let's see that smile." Chris smiled, not forced but looked like she wasn't stuck up anymore, "No more bullying."

"No more bullying."

"Now you better get ready for class!"

Chris hurried her things, Carrie was pleased for now but had to watch out for the other girls in Chris's circle, she might have to do this with all of them. She left Chris in the locker room and went out on the field. Lisa, Karen and the other girls entered the room and almost instantly Chris went up to them to explain that they needed to lay off Carrie from now on which the others didn't understand. "Of course I'm serious."

"You're acting weirder than earlier, what did she do to you?", Karen saw that Chris wasn't acting at all like herself, Sue knew this too but suggested that she was right and maybe they should leave Carrie alone. Sue was anxious to get outside, Tommy was ditching class and she told him she'd meet him under the bleachers. Chris's pep talk of course didn't amount to much, Karen and Lisa decided they needed to remind Chris what a freak the blonde girl was and how much fun it was to pick on someone as awkward and out of place as her.

Carrie stood far away from everyone before Miss Desjardin was ready to take roll call, that's when Karen and Lisa decided to catcall Carrie since she all of a sudden thought she could look and dress like Miss popular. "Did you tweeze your eyebrows this morning, Carrie?", "You've got a fat ass!", "Does the carpet match the drapes?"

As Sue talked to Tommy she kept getting distracted by how how rude they were being, "I'm sure she can take care of herself", Tommy told his girlfriend. She wasn't hearing it, it wasn't fair that she had to put up with this especially now when it looked like her self esteem went up a few notches.

"Hey, Carrie, maybe we'll raise a Kickstarter for your boob job!"

This last insult is what got her. Carrie closed her eyes and turned around, no one knew what she was doing, they could see the strain in her face, the veins in her forehead but it was unclear what she was trying to do. Carrie whipped her hair back and forth and to everyone's amazement seemed to extend and spread, full highlighted locks of hair that almost looked like a helmet. She wasn't done, her skin tanned a bit and her face looked clearer. But the real finish was what made everyone's jaw drop especially Miss Desjardin, Sue and Tommy. Carrie looked ahead at her tormentors as her breasts grew under her shirt, it was the most insane thing anyone of them had ever seen. Karen and Lisa were speechless, Chris smiled widely. No one really had a grasp on what they had just witnessed, they crowded around Carrie to figure out how this was possible, it was almost like she had become an entirely different person.

"Just drink your milk and eat your vegetables", she said this before Miss Desjardin took her aside and told her to meet her in her room.

"What's wrong Miss D?", Carrie watched her scramble around the room, first closing and locking the door and drawing the curtains.

She looked Carrie over suspiciously, "Carrie, are you feeling ok?"

"Never been better, why?", she smiled seeing that she was genuilly freaking out an adult.

"Something's not right here, can you lift up your shirt for me?"

Carrie couldn't get over how funny this was, she lifted her shirt and the look on Miss Desjardin's face said it all. The school nurse was brought in to check on her. She checked her heart beat, examined her pupils and skin, inside of her ears and of course checked her breasts. "I've never seen anything like it", exclaimed Miss Desjardin.

"Well, I'm not sure what could have done it either", the nurse in all of her 30 years of medical experience hadn't seen anything so peculiar.

"Maybe I'm a late bloomer", suggested Carrie optimistically.

"You should probably go to a family doctor. Shouldn't she?", Miss Desjardin was getting more worried.

"I'm sure I'm ok. But I'll go see one after school, promise."

It didn't take long for the whole school to find out about this, everyone in class had their cellphones out and texted everyone they knew but most had a tough time believing this until they caught a glimpse of Carrie in the halls after class. It seemed that everyone who never gave Carrie a second look now couldn't keep their eyes off of her, she was the new it girl and there was nothing Karen or Lisa could do about it.

"Wow, looking good, Carrie!", Chris said as Carrie walked past her locker.

"Thanks, Chris", she smiled.

It was still hard to get used to this new Chris who had no intention in slamming her face into a wall, "Everyone is talking about you and Karen and Lisa are so pissed at you."

"That's so cool. What about Sue?"

"She ditched class with Tommy, I'm not supposed to tell."

"Gotcha."

"But she was under the bleachers so I bet she saw you. I bet she REALLY liked it."

Carrie didn't know exactly what she meant by that, almost like this was an inside joke, "What do you mean, Chris?"

Chris looked around to make sure no one was within an earshot to hear, "Well, you know I'm sworn to secrecy but…Sue thinks she's bicurous." Carrie had no idea what that meant, she'd never heard that word before and demanded she explain, "Oh, it means she might like girls too."

"You mean she likes girls like guys?"

Chris nodded, "Yeah, lots of girls are."

"I've never heard of that before. I never knew girls were even allowed to be with other girls."

"Oh yeah, it's been allowed for a while."

"But what about Tommy?"

"I'm not really supposed to say…"

"Tell me!"

"Ok. Things are going ok, she told me but she doesn't think Tommy is the right guy for her she even told Karen she thinks he's cheating with me."

"Are you cheating with him?"

"No. But sometimes I wish I was."

Carrie still couldn't believe Sue, she and Tommy seemed great together and she also liked girls, it all seemed so foreign to her.

At home her mother was pleased to have her home and to see how much she had changed, "Yes, Carrie and next you can make them all your slaves."

"No, Mama, I couldn't do that!"

"Whatever you think is best, dear."

"You should have seen everyone's face. I didn't even know I'd be able to do that, I just concentrated really hard and it happened."

"Just imagine what else you could do."

"Mama, did you know that girls like other girls like they boys?"

"Yes. I used to hate it."

"I found out Sue Snell might too."

"And you want to be her girlfriend", Margaret said this straightly with a grin.

Carrie was baffled that she jumped to this conclusion, "No, Mama! I just…I don't know…whenever I see her in the hallway I do feel really nervous, not like the other girls who want to hurt me. She's different…girls do experiment I guess but I don't know what to do especially if she's still with Tommy."

"You can always kill him", she wasn't joking.

"No, murder is wrong. I don't want to use my power on her either, she's a really nice person. I guess I'm just curious. Chris did say girls experiment with each other."

"Then you need to find a way to get her attention."

"She did say I had great legs but she might have just said that to be nice. If only I knew what kind of girl she'd want…" Carrie had a flash of an idea and retreated to her room to research.

Things are changing for Carrie but how far will she take it? Will she really go after Sue? More to come!