Jon sat, waiting as the last minutes of math class drained away. With nothing to do, he found himself fidgeting in his chair. He continued to bite his nails, which were now growing out even further and beginning to become hard and glossy. He also now found himself twirling his finger around his hair, which by now was down to his jawline. He pulled a tube of chapstick from his pocket, not noticing how he puckered out his thick lips as he applied the lip balm.
Finally the bell rang. Jon gathered his things and made his way out of the classroom, dropping off a small slip of paper on Mr. Halloran's desk mentioning the errors Jon noticed on questions fourteen and fifty two. Stepping out into the hallway, Jon felt the sudden need to use the bathroom. Striding over to the nearest men's room, Jon stepped into the nearest stall automatically. Upon closing the stall door, however, Jon found that he didn't feel the slightest urge from his bladder anymore. He did, however, did notice plastic bag sitting on the toilet. Intrigued, Jon opened it to find a pair of shorts, tank top, and briefs.
Stripping his t shirt, jeans, and boxers, Jon donned the new clothes without thinking. Jon didn't know whether to be surprised or not when, upon inspection, the new clothes fit almost perfectly, though the shorts didn't quite reach his knees. It wasn't until he was exiting the bathroom that Jon wondered why he had changed into clothing he had just happened upon in a bathroom stall. But the more he though of it, the more it just seemed natural for him to change into them. After all, a new period was starting, right? You change clothes for a new school period. Like you don athletic clothing for gym. Though gym wasn't for another period or so...
Jon's reverie was interrupted by the sound of someone being roughly shoved into a locker. Looking up, Jon saw a familiar scene being played out in the hallway. Biff Meadows, star football player and school bully, seemed to be shaking down Jay Duncan, one of the less popular kids at school. A few of Biff's friends were watching on as well, enjoying the show and making sure no one interfered. Normally Jon would have merely kept his head down and hoped Biff didn't turn his attention to him, but this time something drove him to take an entirely different course of action. He walked directly in the direction of the bullies and their victim, not noticing each step he took left a small trail of discarded hair from his legs.
One of Biff's minions turned to stop Jon's advance. "Hey, loser, just what do you think you're-" the bully's threat dropped off when the wind was knocked out of him by a swift blow of Jon's knee. Jon followed up by a elbow across the jaw, then kneed the boy again, this time a bit lower directly between the legs. The second bully rushed Jon, but a swift grab and pivot of the foot allowed Jon to spin the bully face first into the lockers. By this time Biff had noticed the assailant, tossing Jay aside and swinging at Jon's head. Jon ducked the clumsy blow with an ease that surprised him just as much as anyone else, then dealt a kick to the side of Biff's knees. Biff collapsed, and Jon pounced on him, raking his nails across the bully's face and then finishing him off with a round kick to the face, rubbing the last of the hair off his leg on Biff's face.
The damaged done, Jon turned to Jay, helping the boy off his feet. "Are you alright?" Jon asked, flashing Jay radiant smile. "I hope these guys didn't give you too much trouble."
"No no I... Holy Shit!" Jay exclaimed realizing Jon had just dispatched three of the most feared boys in school in under a quarter of a minute. "You just beat those guys into the ground! Where did you learn to do something like that?"
"Jujitsu. Nine years," Jon explained, despite having never taken one lesson of sort of martial arts class in his life. "Hey, you should probably get out of here. Biff and his buddies will probably be pissed as soon as they pull themselves together, and no doubt the faculty will frown upon anyone involved in fights in the halls."
"Oh, don't worry, almost everyone hates those guys, so unless a teacher directly saw no one will report you or anything," Jay replied. "Oh my God, thank you so much for that. You have no idea the kind of stuff those guys put me through every day. I'm Jay Duncan by the way."
"Jon Madison. I believe we have sixth period together, so I'll see you then. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to get to my English class." Jon gave one more glance at the bullies, who seemed to be content to stay on the ground and whimper pitifully, before heading off to his second period class. Stopping outside the door, Jon found his lips feeling rather chapped. Completely forgetting he had just put on lip balm a few minutes before, Jon reached into his backpack for chapstick. Instead he found a tube of lip gloss, but applied the glossy substance all the same. Satisfied, Jon opened the and entered into his English class.
