He had gone from a scrawny little kid to a muscle bound jock dressed in jeans tee shirt and a football jacket in the school colours. He looked up at me, his mouth flapping in shock.
"Wow," I said, taken aback by how he now looked like a stereotypical jock, even down to the unintelligent looking face. I edged back a bit, not sure how he was going to take the change, or how he'd take it out on me.
