As Biff ran down the hall, he became more and more out of breath. This body of his apparently wasn't used to physical fitness. And as he became more tired, he slowed down, eventually stopping to catch his breath. When he did, Mike collided into him and fell on top of him.
"Mike! Get the hell off of me!" Biff yelled. But Mike was having a hard time with it. His new fat body made it hard for him to move around, or to stop moving when he was in motion. How was he supposed to live his life like this, a fat blob?
Biff pushed him off and Mike rolled across the floor like a ball. Then he got up. "We've gotta find that twerp and his friends," Biff said.
"Hey, that guy's wearing my clothes," Mike said (still on the floor), pointing at someone down the hall wearing a black spandex tank-top, a pair of tracksuit pants, and sneakers.
Biff and his other friends looked in that direction and saw four jocks. Only these jocks had the faces of four losers that Biff and friends consistently bullied.
He ran up to them and pushed Jay. Or at least he tried to. Biff just wasn't as strong as he used to be. In fact, he was now a wimp.
"You did this to us!" he yelled.
"I didn't do anything," Jay said. "You think I want to be a jock?"
"Of course. Everyone does," Biff said.
"No way. I liked how I was. Maybe you switched us."
"What? Why would I want to be a loser like you."
"I'm not a loser, Biff," said Jay.
"Yeah, right. You're the biggest loser of them all."
Then Jay smiled. "I think that would be you now. Loser."
"Hey!" Biff yelled, trying to push Jay again, but failing. "This isn't really me. When I find out how you changed us, I'm switching us back. No way am I gonna stay as a dweeb."
"I told you. We didn't do anything. Maybe someone else did it."
Biff wanted to beat the crap out of Jay, he really did. But maybe Jay was right. Maybe someone else did this to them. But who?
"Leave him alone, Jay," Kyla said, walking over to them. She grabbed Biff's arm and started to pull him away. "Come on, Biff. Let's get out of here."
But Biff shrugged her off. "Get away from me."
"What's gotten into you?"
"I told you before," Biff said. "I'm not suppose to be a geek. He is," he said, pointing at Jay.
"What are you talking about?"
"It's true," Jay said. "My friends and I are supposed to be geeks and Biff and his friends are supposed to be jocks."
Kyla just stared. "You mean, it's true? I thought you were just joking."
"I wish it was just a joke," Biff said.
"So ... you remember being a geek," she said to Jay. "And ... you remember being a jock," she said to Biff, clarifying.
They both nodded.
"This is too weird," she said. "I remember you being a geek, Biff. All the years that I've known you, you've always been this way."
"Well, I'm not a geek," Biff said. "Believe me."
"Hmm," she said, thinking. "Then, if Jay is really the geek, then answer me this," she said to Jay. "What is the square root of 1,156?"
Jay had a particular interest in math and science, so it should have been easy to answer that question. But for some reason, he couldn't answer her. When he tried to do the calculations in his head, he couldn't do it. It was like his brain had turned to cottage cheese.
"34," Biff said. His eyes went wide. "How did I know that?" He turned to Kyla. "Did you know that was going to happen?"
"I suspected. If you really have been switched and your memories from your previous lives are still there, that doesn't necessarily mean that you think the same way. I mean, look at you. Your bodies are apparently different, so why not the rest of you? You know, it almost makes me think of this Outer Limits episode ..."
"The Refuge?" Jay asked.
She smiled. "That's right. Hey, maybe you really were a geek."
"I'm glad we finally convinced you," Biff said, sarcastically.
"So what do we do now?" Leonard asked.
