Seeing as they didn't know what else to do, Jay and his friends decided to go home. Although, they weren't exactly sure what kind of home they were going back to.
Jay walked up to his house, which didn't look any different from the outside. But, he supposed, it probably wouldn't. All the major changes would be inside the house.
He opened the door and walked inside. He had a small family. Just his mom and him. His dad ran off when he was really young, so he really didn't know him.
But, it seemed, he'd get his chance. Because, apparently in this new reality, his dad hadn't run off. There were photos of both his parents and Jay all over the house. Could the fact that his dad was still around be a reason for why Jay grew up as a jock? Under other circumstances, he'd probably be fascinated by the concept. But given his current situation, he was not.
He walked quickly to his room and got another surprise. Although, this one was probably more predictable. His computer and desk were gone, replaced by weight-lifting and exercising equipment. All of his books were gone, now replaced with sports and fitness magazines, as well as medals and trophies. And sports posters covered his walls. It was a jock's room.
He walked in front of his mirror, which seemed to stay the same, and lifted off his shirt. He was still amazed that his body could look this muscular and fit, despite the fact that he didn't want it. All he wanted was his old life back.
But, of course, just like the former cheerleaders, the former Goths, and the former jocks, Jay and his friends would eventually accept their new lives and would never want things to go back to normal.
