Eric's eyes blinked open and shut, as if he was waking up from a long sleep. He shook his head, a confused look on his face.
"Hey, bro, you okay?" asked Jason. "Did you hit your head or something?"
"Like, what the hell am I wearing?" asked Eric, looking down at his usual sweatshirt and old jeans. "What time is it? I'm not late for practice, am I? Where's my uniform?"
Jason was confused, they had just gotten back from football practice.
Eric began digging through his dresser drawers, "Like, oh my gawd, where is my skirt?!"
Now Jason was really confused. It was then that Lizzie saw through the halfway open bedroom door and saw Eric's computer screen and what Existing Mental Profile it had given him... "Female, Age 14, Cheerleader". Eric still looked the same as he did before, a somewhat muscular 16 year old, but now he had the brain and personality of a 14 year old girl.
Lizzie racked her brain, wondering what she should do...
