Minimising the chat window, Jon went for a click around, looking for things that had changed.
Again, on the surface everything seemed much as he remembered, so Jon turned his attention to the internet.
The changes were instantly apparent, instead of opening up to his YouTV dashboard, there were two tabs, his Bleater and FriendBook pages.
Scrolling through his FriendBook contacts list, he saw tagged as 'Besties' alongside Karyn was Ashley. Below that were a long list of new contacts.
Jon hadn't liked FriendBook, so only had a small number of his friends added, but now gone were Pete and Joe, replaced by Sarah and a couple of her cronies, also a selection of other people from school he had barely talked to before. Unsure if they were all Ashley's friends or just requests she'd absent mindedly accepted, Jon turned his attention to his timeline.
But after scrolling through pages of statuses from Sarah and her friends, he saw he was unlikely to see any real content, so tabbed over to his Bleater page.
He quickly saw the changes there too, between the YouTVers and video game feeds he followed, were Bleats about make up tutorials and women's fashion. Clicking on his own profile, he perused his own Bleats.
The numerous Bleats he'd made to video game companies remained, but there was also now a selection of selfies of him in various outfits. Clicking through he found pictures of himself from the families trip to the Caribbean, where he was wearing a pink sun dress and a baseball cap.
A bunch of pics of him, Karyn, & Ashley at the arcade. More pictures of the trip to the lake, including one where he was laid down face first sunbathing, framed on his peachy butt in the yellow bikini bottoms, captioned with the message "Don't leave your phone unlocked, Jon-boy"
"Ugh, Karyn..." he grumbled, feeling his face turn red.
Not wanting to explore any deeper into his altered past, Jon decided to burn the rest of his free time on YouTV, ignoring the make up and fashion channels he'd received from Ashley.
CLACK
Jon jumped at the sound, turning to see what had just struck his window.
CLACK
He saw a small brown object bounce off the glass. Standing up from his chair, he walked over and slid open his window, getting hit in the forehead by another projectile.
"OW!" he shouted, leaning out of the window and seeing Karyn with a handful of acorns. "Ya hit me in the face!"
Karyn burst out laughing. "Hahaha, oh I'm sorry Jon" she giggled, wiping a tear from her eye. "C'mon, we gotta get to Ash's"
Closing his window, Jon made his way to his desk, picking up his cellphone he tried to slot it into his pocket.
Damn women's clothes he thought, finding he could only fit his phone half way in. Slipping the stone into his other pocket he started his way down the stairs, quickly catching his phone as it fell from his pocket.
He sighed, "Well that's no good". He didn't want to bring his backpack with him just to carry a cellphone, and he wasn't fond of the idea of holding it the whole time. Carrying on down the stairs he was noticing the gentle hug of the jeggings, then the idea hit him. He slid the cellphone behind the waistband, sitting the phone in place between his panties and the back of the pocket.
"It's not perfect" he mumbled, "but it'll do for now". Looking through the selection of what were now his shoes, he ignored the sandals and heels, and picked out a pair of pink converse trainers.
Slipping them on and quickly tying up the laces, he grabbed his house key and went outside to meet Karyn.
