Hilary didn't have to wait long to find out what kind of girl she would become. Scott started typing, and Hilary began to feel the changes. She stretched out and her hair lightened to a golden blonde. Her previously mostly black ensemble transformed into a short floral dress as her skin tanned considerably from the gothic pale it had been before. Gone were her combat boots, replaced with tan pumps on her slightly larger size 8 feet. She looked like a supermodel, but in a girl-next-door sort of way. She also looked a touch too old to be in high school, but nobody seemed to notice or care.
Stacy, she knew her name was now, began to notice the first mental changes. She was perky. Really perky. Downright thrilled about pretty much everything. She also realized that her main concern was caring for Scott. So, that's what kind of girl he wants, she mused. Makes sense, I guess. He doesn't care about anything but baseball, so he needs someone else to care about stuff for him.
From her appearance and her pep, she assumed she would probably become a ditz, but that never happened. If anything, she was perhaps even more intelligent than she had been before as Jon or Hilary.
She noticed that all eyes were now on her. Most jaws were dropped.
"Wow," was all Jerry said, staring in disbelief at the beauty before him. Then, shaking himself out of it, he said, "Alright everyone, that's it for today. See you tomorrow, same bat time, same bat place."
Everyone filed out, but Stacy waited for Scott, who was last today. Braeden lingered a bit, looking jealous of the attention Scott was already receiving from Stacy, but he eventually left the two alone.
"Listen, Stacy," Scott started, "I don't know what these other guys have planned for you, but I'm not going to take advantage of you. You know all I care about is baseball. I just need someone to take care of some of the other stuff in my life. I'm not very smart. My grades aren't great. Maybe you could help me study later?"
Scott looked genuine. "Of course," said Stacy with a smile. "I would love to help you. How about we meet at your place after baseball practice?"
"That would be great," Scott said.
"Is there anything else I can do for you?"
"Well, actually, could you head to my place right after school to let Roxy out? She gets cooped up all day, and I won't be back until later. You can just make yourself at home there, and I'll see you when I get home."
"That works for me!" Stacy replied. "I can't wait."
They left the computer lab and went their separate ways. Stacy found her day to be pretty similar to yesterday. She was a very different, but equally beautiful, girl, so she got the usual leers and cat calls from the guys and the stares of jealousy from the girls. She didn't really have much of a social circle, unlike yesterday when she had hung out with the goth crowd. She wasn't a cheerleader, so she didn't hang out with that crowd. They were also too bitchy anyway. And she wasn't a nerd, so she didn't hang out with that crowd either. Under normal circumstances, a girl like Stacy might have been friends with Karyn, but she knew that she couldn't really talk to Karyn right now, especially since she seemed to be hanging out with Jerry all the time now.
In the end, though, her clique-less-ness was an advantage for the kind of girl Stacy was. She existed purely to be a companion for Scott. She gravitated towards him and his baseball buddies throughout the day, the sole girl among a group of guys. But she didn't mind; she just wanted to support Scott, and one way to do that was to make him look good in front of his friends by just being beautiful and intelligent and committed to Scott. She would make the perfect trophy wife.
After school, she went to Scott's house. Jon had never been there, but apparently Stacy spent a lot of time there. She even had a stash of clothes there. Interestingly, she and Scott had never had sex. They were both virgins. She had clothes there just so she could get comfortable after school. She changed out of her school dress and into some comfy clothes and lounged on Scott's couch, reading a book for homework. She had to put on reading glasses to see the print.
Scott returned, sweaty from practice, and Stacy was completely in love with him. He looked so handsome, and he was so caring. She realized that their virginity was Scott's choice, that Stacy, in this reality, had tried to goad Scott into sex many times, but Scott just didn't notice, too distracted by baseball to put it together. With Stacy's personality overwhelming Jon's, she changed into some even more comfortable clothes, one of Scott's sweatshirts and a pair of his boxers, and reclined on his bed with Roxy, trying to pose just sexily enough to make him want her but not so much so that he would think she was pushing him too fast.
She waited on Scott's bed for him to come out of the shower and get dressed. Would today be the day they finally did it?
