"Thank you sooo much for understanding about the assignment, Mrs. Williams." Jon said as he was leaving the classroom.
"It's not a problem Jon. You're usually very good about your assignments. Just make sure you read the next three chapters before tomorrow." Mrs. Williams replied.
"Of course. I've got study period next. I'll take care of it right now." Jon said, leaving the room. He didn't notice that over the course of the class, his hair had continued to grow and his chest became more puffy. His arms were also slightly slimmer and his legs a bit more shapely. He just shook his head. Still can't believe I forgot to do my assignment last night. I never do that...
Sarah and Kyla exited their science class together, still talking. "What's more perplexing about this whole ordeal is the level of commitment that this individual seems to have gone too. I mean, it's almost as though they fabricated a life of some actual alternate version of me."
"Who could possible benefit from that?" Kyla asked. "I mean, you're only friends with the rest of us on Facebook, and we wouldn't really find that funny. What is there to gain?"
"I don't know." Sarah said, her hair now a couple of inches above her shoulders and her overall body structure becoming more masculine. "But I'm going to find out. Let's get to class so I can show you the damage."
Jay and Karyn walked out of math together, still chatting. "So, I can show you those tricks for the problems at lunch, alright?" Jay asked. He had now shrunk down to the same height as Tiffany Sanders had been, and his hair had also grow down to his shoulders.
"Sounds great. Especially since we have that quiz tomorrow." Karyn said. "I'll see you later. I need to get to study hall."
"Alright, see ya later." Jay said, acting as bubbly as Tiffany used to. With that, he set off for his computer class.
Tiff Meadows walked out of her history class, yawning. Her hair had already receded from being just past her shoulders to being midway down her neck. She had also gained quite a bit of muscle mass. She hated history. She couldn't care less about what people did a hundred years ago. On the bright side, she now had english, and at least Zoe Farber was in that class. "If she doesn't skip today..."
Between that girls reputation as a player and her rebellious streak, the coach had a constant headache when it came to her. "But, she is a heck of a running back." she said as she walked off to history.
Biff Madison smirked as he entered the locker room. He had kicked total ass in gym, as per usual. Some of his classmates had congratulated him on a good game, but most just went to their lockers, saying nothing to him. He was fine with that. They didn't speak to him normally, so why should it be any different just because a class had forced interaction between them.
He quickly showered, not noticing that his skin was slightly paler than it had been at the start of the class, and that he was losing a bit of definition in his muscles, as well as a bit of height. After the shower, he quickly got dressed in his fishnet shirt, black t-shirt, tattered skirt, and black and purple striped leggings. He then pulled on his boots, grabbed his bag, and left the locker room.
He was about to head for science, a class he shared with his friend Zelda, when the gym teacher, Ms. Nelson, waved him over.
"Biff, I was wondering if you had put any more though into joining any of the school teams. For instance, the soccer team could certainly benefit from having someone like you playing with them." she said.
"I dunno, ma'am." Biff said. "I do like playing sports and stuff, but I'm not really big on the after school activities thing."
"Just, please consider it. I know you'd do great." Ms. Nelson said.
"Fine, I'll consider it." Biff said. With that, he turned and walked away from the woman.
Zoe Farber sighed as she walked back into the school. She had gained an inch or two in height in the last 20 minutes, as well as just a bit of muscle. "God, I hate english." she said. "Too bad that old crow will bitch me out if I'm late again. Fuckin' forget it if I skip. And the last thing I need is my dad to come down here." She took a left down the next hallway and slipped into the classroom. She was one of the first ones here. "Well, looks like I miss out on her lecture today." she said as she took her usual seat. Now, just gotta wait for Tiff to get here. At least this class isn't a total bore with her in it to talk to.
Inside her room, quite a few blocks from the school, Athena DeVries sat, meditating. A knock came on her door, causing her to open her eyes and glance over at it in irritation.
"Yes?" Athena asked, her voice fully showing her irritation.
"Athena, darling, are you ready to go to school yet?" Melinda DeVries, her mother, asked.
"Not yet. It's rare than the stars are alligned as they are right now, and I don't want to waste any more of this event than I already have. It will be ending, however, in..." she glanced over at her clock quickly. "About twenty minutes."
"Alright, I'll be in the living room, just pop in there when you're ready to go, and I'll drive you over." Melinda said.
Athena rolled her eyes. Though, she did relish the idea that her mother was so easygoing about what she wanted to do. She had seen how Biff and Zelda's parents reacted to some of the things they did, and she was just glad she didn't need to go through all the trouble.
She went back to meditating, but even if she had been fully aware of her surroundings, she would have failed to notice Steve entering her room. He went over to her dresser and pulled out a pair of her panties and one of her bras. He put them on, and then went over to her cloaet. He pulled out one of her black, victorian style dresses (that he himself had made fun of numerous times, in his former life.), and put it on. He then pulled on a pair of fishnet stockings, and a pair of black, three inch high heeled shoes.
Once fully dressed, he snapped out of his daze and walked over to where Athena, who had stood up and left the room as soon as Steve had finished dressing, had been. He sat on the floor, smoothing out his dress as he did so, and began meditating. "So little time left to take advantage of this rare event." Steve DeVries said, shaking his head.
