Jon entered the lunch hall later that day feeling slightly relieved, since the schedule swap, Jon had not noticed any more swaps. That wasn’t to say that there wouldn’t be more, he knew how the stone worked, just that he didn’t have to deal with any for now and then, hopefully, he could get home and use the stone to fix this.
Over in one corner of the hall was the table where the cheerleaders sat, along with their jock boyfriends, most of whom were on the football team. Jon noted with a small sense of satisfaction, that Tiffany was still sitting amongst them, although he did have to wonder how long it would be until he was sitting there.
Glancing over at the table, Jon couldn’t see any further changes between him and Tiffany. So far it seemed that the only clothing changes had been limited to their underwear. Even though Jon had gotten used to the sensation of wearing Tiffany’s thong, it was still weird to imagine that underneath that skimpy outfit, that Tiffany was braless and wearing his boxers and that no one thought that it was weird.
Jon shook his head, not wanting to imagine the rest of the outfit on him and went to grab his lunch. As he waited in line, Jon found Karyn sitting at a table and although there were other students sitting at the table, she had saved him a spot. Karyn had been looking out for him and when they made eye contact, she waved before motioning to the empty seat.
Jon nodded and returned the wave before turning his attention back to the queue where it was nearly his turn. Once he had been served, Jon took his tray over to Karyn’s table.
“Hey,” Karyn greeted her friend as he joined her at the table, setting his tray down before sitting opposite her. Jon could tell that she was eager to talk to him and so, once he had settled down, Karyn leaned in but not before checking to see that no one was listening.
“So Heather told me that she saw you leaving Miss Hawkes classroom earlier. Everything alright?” Karyn sounded concerned, Heather was one of Karyn’s friends.
Jon nodded.
“Yeah, she just wanted to chat with me since I went to the wrong classroom this morning.” Karyn looked at him puzzled, but as Jon started to explain, they were interrupted by a shrill voice.
“Hey losers,” Jon didn’t need to turn around to know that the speaker behind him was Sarah McMillan, but he did anyway.
“What do you want this time Sarah?” Karyn asked sounding frustrated, Jon felt sorry for her, Sarah always found something that she could use to pick on Karyn. Most of the time it was her clothes or lack of boobs, or even her hair, although Jon wondered if she would make a comment about them now since Karyn’s accidental wish yesterday.
“So a little bird told me that you were going around braless today, Jon.” Jon was speechless. Usually, Sarah paid him no mind except to call him a loser because he was hanging around with Karyn, but this time, she was actually confronting him because he wasn’t wearing a bra?
Didn’t she realise how weird that sounded?
