As usual James pretty much slept soundlessly through the night, until he was awoke by a knocking on his bedroom door.
"Uncle James it's time to wake up." He heard Becky's voice say from the other side of the door. "Come on, open up the door!"
Still partially asleep, James stumbled out of the much larger bed and staggered to the door. He fumbled with the lock for a moment, for some reason the doorknob seemed out of place, and then he swung to the door open to see hid niece Becky standing in front of him, but for some reason she seemed taller.
"Well "Becky grinned down at her Uncle, "You really seem to be adapting to the Jamie persona rather quickly."
"Huh?" James stammered as his memories from the previous night started to return.
"Nice teddy." Becky giggled. "It really suits the new you."
James let out a squeak and stepped behind the door to hide that his body and the teddy that he wore.
"I was having trouble sleeping and it helped me get to sleep." James said wide awake.
Riiiiiight." Becky said with a snicker as she walked into the room. Embarrassed James tired to hide what he was wearing, but finally gave up and stood before his niece. "We've got to get to ready to go so let me lay out some clothes that will be comfortable for practice." Becky said going through the bags of clothes and laying out a few items.
Becky left 'Jamie' to get dressed, while she went down to the kitchen to find something for breakfast. She had just opened the refrigerator when she heard a knock at the door.
"So how's 'he' taking it?" Trish said when Becky opened the door.
"He's agreed to help, but he wants the medallion back." Becky said opening the door for Trish who followed her into the kitchen.
Trish practically shook with excitement when she heard that James had agreed to help. "Oh, I hide it some place safe, but don't worry, I get it back to you after the competition is over." Before Becky could say anything Trish quickly changed the subject. "So does 'she' know she's our flier?"
"Yeah, she figured it out pretty quick, but I told her you didn't know anything, so don't let him know that you know about his change."
"I wouldn't dream of saying a work." Trish smiled gleefully. "Oh and I have been working all night on a fake id and transcripts for 'Jamie'. Her GPA is better than Linda's, but nothing to suspicious. Oh and I hacked into the school mainframe and made it all official, including the classes she will be taking Monday morning." Trish smiled to herself at the classes she had set James up to take. She figured she might as well have a little fun with him after all.
"Great." Becky said trying to find something for breakfast.
"I don't know about this skirt Becky." James said stepping into the kitchen, but stopped when he saw Trish there. "Uh hi." He said awkwardly to the taller girl.
"Oh Hi!" Trish said playing it up. "You must be Jamie! Becky was just telling me about you. It is so great that her cousin is transferring into school just when we need a replacement cheerleader the most and I think that skirt looks great on you!" Trish said sizing up James' new feminine form. "You are so pretty! You know, my boyfriend has a friend who is single and I think you two might really hit it off, you want to go out on a double date this week?"
Becky glared disapprovingly at Trish and James just blushed. "I uh am kind of new to uh town and uh ."James started to say, but thankfully Becky interrupted.
"We should really get going to practice." She said again glaring at Trish.
"OK." Trish said heading to the door, but then she turned with a wicked smile. "So where is that hunky Uncle of yours?" She said to Becky.
"HE " Becky said trying to control her temper. "Is out of town for a few days."
"Hey!" Trish said with a wicked smile. "Maybe we should have a little get together after practice today, maybe have some of the football players over, introduce them to your cousin, maybe hangout down at the pool?"
"Becky?" James managed to squeak, much to Trish's delight.
"I don't think so." Becky said leading Trish and 'Jamie' to the door, but then she whispered something to her Uncle, "Don't worry, there won't be a party, now lets get to practice."
