Biff continued down the hallway to his next class, still puzzled by what happened with Sarah. Why had she claimed not to know him?
He suddenly felt dizzy, and leaned against a nearby wall. When the dizziness cleared, he blinked, wondering if he was sick. Then he noticed his hand, leaning against the wall. It was the wrong color.
Biff's skin had been a typical peach color, but the skin tone he saw now was certainly darker. He rushed to the nearest bathroom. Not only did he still look even less buffed up than he had before, his skin tone had changed to what he'd describe as olive, making him look rather tanned.
His white muscle shirt looked different too. The cut was different, as was the material, and the gym logo on it was gone. And he was wearing a pair of matching shorts.
He heard the sound of the door and turned. It was Jay Duncan. "Do I look any different to you?" He asked him.
Jay frowned. "Ummm..." he seemed to think it was a trick question. "Is that a new shirt or something?"
That was clearly a no.
"I'm not really good at this sort of observation," Jay said. "Why don't you ask one of your female friends how you look?"
