After sitting in class for a couple minutes, Girly-Jon began squirming uncomfortably. She kept blushing and looking nervously at Karyn.
Finally she leaned over and whispered, "Karyn, I need help"
"What is it?"
She blushed, "Other me... I need help... in the.. you know.." his eyes darted down to his waist.
Karyn glanced down at Jon's crossed legs. When realization struck, she snorted in laughter. Jon looked away, looking embarrassed.
"Karyn?" Called out the teacher. "Is something wrong?"
Karyn tried straightening her face, "Sorry, Mr. Hanover, I just need to be excused. Bathroom." Another smile broke onto her face.
"Alright, be quick." replied Mr. Hanover.
Karyn stood up. "It's not funny" Jon whispered as she passed.
"Yea, it kind of is." she retorted.
Karyn left the room. Almost as soon as the door shut, she felt a punch on her shoulder.
"OW!" yelled Karyn out, more out of surprise than in actual pain. Another one of Jon's bodies was waiting for her outside the classroom.
"That's for laughing at me in class," she said.
"Jesus, Jon" Karyn rubbed her shoulder, "You didn't have to hit me. Let me guess: you're the Tomboy-Jon?"
Jon scrunched up her noise. "I'm not a huge fan of 'Tomboy'. Maybe 'Athletic' feels more comfortable with this body." Athletic-Jon (or AJ for short) straightened her back and confidently led the way to the bathroom.
