Karyn had proven to still be asleep when Jon went looking for her. Jon had gently placed his hand on her shoulder but she rolled back over, dead to the world. Apparently Ms. Black was an early riser, even though she didn't have a nine to five job, as it was only 6:00. Jon sat on her bed, experiencing the odd feeling like sitting on a pillow from his newly padded rear, and contemplated what to do. He realized pretty quickly he couldn't tell anyone what had happened; they'd lock him up, either in the looney bin or some sort of laboratory if they believed him. Maybe the magic would wear off on it's own.
He tapped the pen he'd found on the bedside table on his chin while he thought, unknowingly copying one of Alyssa's habits. Luckily Ms. Black didn't have a job he'd have to go in for but he had no idea what commitments she had with her publishers or how to meet them. He needed to talk to Ms. Black, who he hoped was in his own body, and figure out what to do. Luckily as her daughter's best friend, Alyssa had Jon's number for emergencies, so he was able to find his own contact info in the rose gold I-phone he found. He had a moment of idle jealousy at Ms. Black's nicer phone, compared to the aging seven year old hand me down he used, but shook it off. There were more important things to focus on.
The line rang twice before his own voice picked up. "Please tell me you're Jon." Alyssa asked from the other side of the phone. Well that confirmed they'd indeed switched, and he wasn't some version of Alyssa Black who'd been brainwashed or something. "Yes I am, although I don't particularly look like it right now. I imagine you're in the same boat, any idea how this happened?"
"None, but Jon, what are we going to do? How do we swap back?" Jon paused, he wanted to swap back obviously, but without any leads there wasn't much they could do on that front for the moment. "I think we need to focus on damage control for the moment, Ms. Black. People will think we're crazy if we go around claiming we switched bodies."
"I guess you're right..." Alyssa reluctantly admitted. Unlike her tomboy daughter, she relished in her femininity. Hell, she barely owned any pants, mostly skirts and dresses, so being stuck in a male form was really off putting. "I'll leave a note for Linda that I've left for school early and sneak over. We can touch base and figure out what we're going to do."
"Sounds good Ms. Black, just make sure to write Mom. We can't slip up and refer to people by the wrong names. Try to get here quickly before Karyn wakes up. She'll be weirded out to see her mom and best friend hanging out."
"Oh god," Ms. Black moaned, "Karyn's going to think I'm you. This is so weird. I'm on my way, see you in ten."
