“You there, Miss!” Fred called out. “How about you?”. Jon followed Fred's hand and groaned when he saw who he was pointing at. Of all people, it was Sarah McMillan.
Fortunately, Sarah didn’t seem to happy about being picked either. She put up quite a fuss but eventually gave in to her mother’s plea. Sarah eventually made her way on stage, if somewhat begrudgingly.
“Excellent!” Fred said happily, once the two were finally in position. “Now, what are your names?” He asked them.
“Jon”
“Sarah”
“Wonderful.” Fred replied nodding. He pointed to Jon. “Now Jon, if you could just stand opposite Sarah for me. Just there, that’s it. Now we'll begin.” Fred clapped his hands while Sarah looked at Jon and rolled her eyes.
Fred stood in between the two and then began to chant. Jon tried to hear what he was saying but it sounded like some sort of foreign language, although Jon didn’t recognise it. He actually wondered if it was made up.
As Jon was beginning to get bored, he started to get a dizzy. The world in front of him suddenly blurred and then turned to black.
When Jon reopened his eyes, his vision was still blurry so he blinked a couple of times to regain focus and that’s when he saw Sarah.
“Hey!” Jon yelled suddenly, feeling cross. “Like, what’s she doing wearing my clothes?” Jon asked pointing at Sarah.
The audience laughed while Fred pretended to look worried.
“Oh my!” He said chuckling a little. “I am so sorry. That wasn’t supposed to happen.”
Jon shot him a look and folded his arms across his chest.
“Oh really?” He asked. “Can we, like, do something about it?” Jon asked getting impatient and stamping his foot.
“Certainly. If you'll just head backstage there,” Fred replied pointing behind them. “One of my assistants will sort you out.”
Jon nodded and headed back stage while Sarah followed suite. They could hear the audience laughing behind them.
“God! This is, like, soooo embarrassing.” Jon said as they left the stage.
“You’re telling me.” Sarah replied as two girls appeared and showed Jon and Sarah to a changing room.
Jon took his clothes off and handed them to one of the girls. He so glad to be out of them. They were just so plain and ugly. The girl then handed back his proper clothing and Jon smiled.
First came the pink thong which for some reason Jon had to squeeze into. It normally fit him like a glove. Jon made a mental note to start going on a diet again. He then picked up the matching bra. He expertly put it on like he had been doing for years. It didn’t seem to bother Jon that the cups hung loosely off his chest.
Next came the black halter top followed by the black leather leggings. Again the leggings seemed tighter than usual but eventually Jon managed to wriggle into them. He would have put some makeup on as well but he had left his purse on his seat, so that would have to wait.
By the time Jon had finished getting ready Sarah was already outside waiting for him. It hadn't taken her long to get changed but then again, Jon had expected as much. That girl had no fashion sense, unlike him, all she was wearing was a baggy red T-shirt with some sort of logo on it and tattered jeans.
Jon shook his head as they followed the girls back on stage.
There were already four more volunteers on stage but the audience soon burst out laughing when they saw Jon and Sarah.
“Ah there you two are!” Fred said with a big grin on his face. “Give it up ladies and gentlemen for Jon and Sarah!”
There was a mixture of laughter and applause which confused Jon. He looked at Sarah who seemed equally confused but also glad that they could go back to their seats.
Jon made his way back to his seat.
“Gawd!” He said once he reached it. “That was, like, totally embarrassing!” He said sitting down and crossing his legs. He turned to ask Karyn what he had missed but saw the shocked faces of his and her families.
“What?” He asked. “Do I have something on my face?” He reached behind him for his purse but he couldn’t find it.
“Where’s my purse?”
