"Hold him down," Tom said, as he searched through his bag of supplies.
Jay looked scared as he glanced back and forth between the two jocks. Mike and Danny grabbed him and held him down. But then the most peculiar thing happened. The two jocks grew incredibly weaker, to the point that it was very difficult to hold down the wiry-bodied geek. But then they looked at him and realized that he wasn't wiry-bodied at all. In fact, he looked as muscular as most of their fellow athletes at school. What had happened to him?
Tom looked back in their direction and suddenly dropped what he had pulled out of the bag. Instead of two jocks and one geek, he saw two geeks and one jock. The faces of the geeks were that of Danny and Mike, and the face of the jock was that of Jay.
"What a bunch of losers," Jay said, sounding confident and condescending.
Tom stared at him, eyes wide. "What's going on?"
Jay looked in his direction and smirked. "I'll tell you what's going on, dork," he said, punching his fist into his other hand.
"Dork? Who the hell are you calling a dork?" Tom asked. He looked down at himself and got another shock. He wasn't muscular in the slightest. In fact, he looked as thin and weak as Jay did when Tom and his friends pushed him into this house. "What happened to my body?" Tom asked, panicking.
