"Mikey?" Jon uttered, seeing his little brother standing outside the car. He rolled down the window and got a better look at the person who (up until the previous day) was his little brother Mikey. Now, the 10-year old boy was dressed in an outfit that would usually be worn by a woman, except that it seemed to be reduced in size to fit his smaller body.
"I don't think we quite know each other well enough to go by first names, Mrs. Gibson. Please, just call me Ms. Warren," Mikey said.
Ms. Warren? That was Mikey's teacher. So Mikey replaced his own teacher? It was so weird.
"Uh ... what did you want?" Jon asked.
