"Ugh. I can't believe I have to be a fu ..." Trevor said, before cringing in pain. What the hell? "Wait, I can't even use the word fu ..." Another wave of stabbing pain hit him. For the next three days, he'd have to act like Kyla. And Kyla didn't swear.
"I look totally disgusting in this," Tiffany said. "Can't I wear pink instead?" Suddenly, a sharp pain hit her in the head.
"Trevor doesn't wear pink, you moron," said Stephanie Wright, a Goth girl who was sitting nearby.
"I look ridiculous in this," Danny said, looking down at the halter top, miniskirt, and heels he was wearing. "I'm a guy. I can't ..." He felt a sharp pain in his head. "Like I said, I'm a guy." Another sharp pain hit him. His eyes went wide. "What the hell? You mean I can't even say that I'm a guy?" Another sharp pain hit him. Until the three days were over, Danny would have to think of himself and refer to himself as a girl. But not just a girl. A hot girl. Unfortunately for him, Tiffany had a reputation for being a slut. Since he had to act like Tiffany, he'd have to act like a slut too.
Karyn looked down at herself (taking in the fact that she was wearing the clothes that belonged to that jock Danny Foster), then stood up and looked around for Jon. He had a wishing stone, so maybe he could wish her out of this. The moment she searched for Jon, however, her knees buckled and she fell back down into her chair with a throbbing headache. "What the hell?" She stood up and looked for Jon again, but the same thing happened. Apparently, she wasn't allowed to look for Jon. Maybe it's because Danny wouldn't go out of his way to look for him? And since Danny wouldn't, Karyn couldn't either? That meant that any interaction she made with Jon over the next three days would have to be by accident. She hoped that he would have enough sense to try to wish things back to normal by himself, because she really did not want to spend the next three days acting like a jock. Already, it was off to a bad start. Danny was a guy, so he obviously didn't wear a bra. And Karyn really needed a bra right now, looking down at herself.
