Jon watched as his room morphed and changed around him. When it was done, Jon looked at himself in his bedroom mirror. He was still himself and his clothes still looked similar, but he was wearing girly colors, like pink and purple. He had pink nail polish on his now-longer fingernails. And his hair had been styled, although it was still short.
"Like, oh my gawd. What did I just do to myself?!" he said out loud. Then his eyes went wide. He sounded like some sort of vapid teenage girl.
Someone knocked on the door. "Jon? Are you okay?" It was his mom.
"Yeah, totally, mom." Jon wasn't sure why he kept talking like that. Every time he opened his mouth, he sounded like some ditzy girl.
But then it hit him. Of course! he thought. I, like, switched my personality? With, you know, Sarah? He stopped again. He couldn't even think like himself anymore.
Jon wasn't sure if he liked this. But he was willing to give it a try. In another hour he'd switch with someone else anyway.
He left his room to see how his sister Zoe had changed.
