"Hey Jon, what's up?" Karyn greeted him cheerfully. She was wearing a tight baby blue t-shirt, dark blue jeans, and white sneakers. The top had a brand name on it spelled out like the letters on a baseball jersey. Jon found himself thinking that it was a cute top, and looking at her wish-enlarged chest, caught himself envious, thinking that he wished his breasts were still that firm. Of course, he then corrected himself on having never had breasts.
"Not much," he finally responded. He thought her blonde hair looked pretty. But before they could talk more, the bus arrived, whisking them away to school.
School was a new and confusing experience for Jon. He seemed to get weird looks from almost everyone, and even got outright laughter from some (notably Sarah's crew, and the jocks, who openly called him a 'fag' in the hallways). He decided just to ignore them though, and pressed his books to his chest as he walked down the hallways quicker. He also found out his schedule had changed, and he had swapped out his gym class for home economics.
He found his new thoughts and emotions to be quite unwieldly as he went through the day as well. He found himself checking out boys (often a bit too openly) and thinking some pretty raunchy thoughts before always reminding himself that he was taken. Although by who was always a bit of a mystery to him after that.
He'd look at girls too, sure, but more and more he found himself only looking at them with admiration, jealousy, or disdain. The tight clothing and revealing outfits now only made him wonder what those girls' mothers were thinking, letting them go out dressed like that. And every time he saw a really cute girl, he'd find himself wishing he had her hair, or her legs, or her waistline.
Right before lunch, he ducked into the boys' restroom, after almost walking into the girls' for the third time that day. His newfound feelings towards other girls were starting to overwhelm him, and he needed to do something about it. He pulled the stone out from his backpack.
