(I figure it appropriate to offer a warning. I fully intend to explore some tense, and borderline abusive story elements in this arc.)
Jon sat by herself for lunch. It wasn't that she didn't want to be social, but rather she didn't really recognize anyone in the cafeteria, and wasn't sure who Allison would know, so opted to play it safe. Her lunch was a few vegetable sides with an entree of a simple greasy square of cheese and freeze dried pepperoni on top of underbaked dough. Delicious. To drink, she opted for OJ over milk, which she wouldn't have considered odd if it weren't for the fact she found herself going back for a fourth glass now. Something about the citrus and mild tartness of it has become irresistible. She chalks it up to yet another change brought about by her new body
Before lunch ends, she finds herself desperately needing to pee again. And again, she deliberates over putting it off or sucking it up and taking care of business. There's a small line by the lunch bathroom, so she opts to head further down the hall. Just as she's about to push through the door, a pair of hands wraps around her waist from behind.
"Hey babe" a deep smooth voice sounds out right next to her left ear.
Her heartrate spikes as she feels someone rest their chin on her shoulder and kiss her on the cheek. She leaps and shouts out in surprise before wiggling out of the grasp.
The voice starts laughing before continuing. "What are you doing?" The cocky boy states as he continues to laugh. "It's just me."
"Oh " mutters John, no less calm. Her eyes asses the figure before him. The first thing she notices is his height. Dear god Her eyes barely reach his chest. She has to look up to see his broad shoulders and lean athletic body. He's tanned to perfection, (At least that she can see.) and has a pointy chin with a sharp jaw. His hair is in a short dirty blonde faux hawk. Their gazes finally meet and she finds a teal eyed smolder that could melt iceburgs. A second rush of excitement passes through her, though this one isn't quite the same She chooses NOT to dwell on that thought too long. She's still a guy inside, so that computer shouldn't have changed her sexuali... Nevermind. At least she recognizes him from PE now. "H-hi Ryder."
"Hi Ryder? That's all I get? Come on babe, where were you last period?" He wraps his hands around John again and pulls her close. Through his jeans, she can feel... NOPE! NOTHING! NOTHING IS PRESSED UP AGAINST HER. JUST IGNORE THAT NOTHING. That unfamiliar rush flutters through her body again, though this time it's easily overpowered by disgust. Very apparently, Ryder and Allison are dating, and very insistently Jon wants nothing to do with it. She pushes away from him firmly, which does nothing to escape his embrace. Fortunately, he takes the cue and releases her as his face screws up in confusion.
"I was in study hall!"
"Yeah." He says with curt indignation. "And I have weight room, which I finished early. I was waiting for you. I texted you half a dozen times."
"I-I forgot to check! My phone's on silent." She shakes her head. "Wait, no I had to get my homework done! I'm going to fail algebra Ryder."
He sighs, looks away, and puts one hand in a pocket. "God, you're such a ditz. You should've texted me."
She is reminded why she left lunch early as she begins to fidget and pinch her legs closed. "Y-yeah. Ok. Sure. I'll do that next time. I just..."
"Your not acting like yourself, what's up Allison?"
"I have to go to the bathroom Ryder! Can you move?"
He scrunches up his mouth. "I'll see you after school?"
"I can't I have... uhh, like" She can't very well tell him about how she's going to look for a magical stone that will turn her back into the boy she was yesterday, and that they'll never see each other again, but that's all that seems to go through her mind. "stuff to do." She sighs internally at her lame excuse.
"Stuff?" His voice becomes irritated.
"School stuff!" She insists. Jon begins to fidget even more, though this time, it's not for need to use the bathroom. She feels like a bug under his thumb. But why? He's just just some jerk in her way! Even if they're dating she shouldn't feel like this. Actually, if they're dating, she should feel the opposite of this!
"Let me know when you're done with 'school' stuff," his annoyance breaks and he smirks then offers a wink, "We have some 'fun' stuff to do too." Jon offers a curt smile in response as Ryder steps out of the way, and she scurries into the bathroom.
She plops down on the seat and lets out the breath she didn't know she'd been holding. There was something exciting about being around him, a similar rush to her fun the previous night, but there was far more that was threatening, far more that was undesirable The hint of pleasure was a drop in a much larger bucket of negative emotions, but in its own way, that hint of pleasure was more terrifying than all the other things. At least it's only for today
She finishes her business, finishes her classes, and at the last bell begins looking for Karen in the halls
