Meanwhile, at Karyn's
Jon and Karyn were trying to finish their studying.
"Man. It is getting late. If we don't finish soon, then I will barely have time to make it home before I have to turn around and head back here."
"We can finish it tomorrow." Karyn said. "It is getting late."
Jon helped Karyn carry the half full glasses of strawberry flavored milk to the kitchen. As the two entered the kitchen, Karyn's mother rounded the corner.
Jon stopped suddenly, spilling the glass of pink colored milk on his front.
Karyn didn't stop as fast. She ran into Jon, spilling her glass of pink colored milk down his back.
Jon let out a high girlly scream as he was covered with the still cold pink milk.
"Be sure to soak your pants and shirt as soon as you get home; otherwise it might stain."
"I will." Jon said, thinking to himself, 'Man I wish I had brought the rock. I could wish that my clothes were clean and dry, rather than having to walk home in wet clothes."
"You really should change out of those wet clothes Jon." Karyn said.
"Yes." Karyn's mother agreed. "I know that you don't want to wear girl's clothes, but Karen is just about your size and I am sure that she can find something for your to wear home. You could catch your death of cold going out in wet clothes."
Jon really didn't want to wear Karyn's clothes, but he knew, frompast experience, that he couldn't win whenever Karyn's mom got an idea in her head. Besides it was late and dark so no one would notice.
"I guess so. Nothing to frilly."
"Nothing frilly.' Karyn promised, wondering to herself how Jon would look in a dress. 'Maybe later.' she decided.
