Shannon's reply is immediate. "The technical term is female genitalia, but yes. That was the goal anyway with the tampon. And you have those breast buds that will be affected too, you get the whole female package, girl!"
"I need the medallion now to stop this. I'm coming home to get it."
"That's going to be a no, Erica. After the next few days, you are going to learn having a girl body isn't all fun and games. What finally tipped you off anyway?"
"That's none of your business!" Eric is about to send then changes to "please Shannon, help me out here."
"Sure thing, Kiddo! I recommend 800 mg ibuprofen every 8 hours, a hot water bottle, some ice cream and some movies. Oh, and some girls that will validate whatever you are feeling. You’re not alone—this happens to every woman and finally, welcome to womanhood, little sister!" The next message was a bunch of winky faces.
Eric grumbled in anger, muttering things he's want to do to his sister next time he saw her. He knew he had to get home, so he launched his plan, explaining to nurse Amy he felt too poorly to stay in school, that he had to go home. The nurse stepped out of the room to call a parent to confirm if it was OK for Eric to go home. Eric would have jumped for joy when his dad said yes, if he wasn't in so much pain. He walked to his car gingerly, and drove home to confront his sister or get the medallion. Getting home, he saw only his car was there, which was perfect so he could go ransack Shannon's room. Except for stopping to eat a small snack, he went through everywhere for the next 3 hours as quickly as he could. No medallion. After taking 8 more ibuprofen, he went downstairs to brainstorm as Shannon walked in the door.
"Hey Girlie! How's Aunt Flo's visit going?"
"Shut up and give me the medallion!"
"Wow. That was aggressive. Well, since you asked so nicely....I won't give it to you. Besides, it's probably already too late. A menstrating woman cannot change," declared Shannon.
"I'm not a woman. I'm a man. So it will work," you counter
"You were a boy, not a man. And now you are menstruating."
"I am NOT MENSTRUATING!"
"Then why are you pulling at the front of your shorts? Feeling a little weird down there? Maybe a little damp?" Shannon asked. Eric stopped mid-grab, realizing where he hand was. He retreated to the bathroom and pulled down his shorts and boxers, confirming what his sister was saying.
