I felt terrible. For some reason, I felt really, really bad. Suddenly, I jolted out of bed. I looked around my room. Everything seemed normal, I FELT normal, but SOMETHING wasn’t normal. I looked at the time instead.
“Oh god no!” I panicked. The time was eight o’ clock, so of course, I would be late if I didn’t leave now. I leaped out of bed when I hit my head on the roof. ‘Ow!’ I screamed silently ‘What the hell?’ Then I looked down.
“What. The. Heck.” I was not myself. If anything I looked more like my brother than myself. My formerly five-seven, small body had become a six food behemoth. I looked more like I should be in bodybuilding competitions than in high school.
“Not now, not now…” I decided that there was no point in panicking. I jumped onto my bike and began to pedal like my life depended on it. I was pulling up to the school right as the bell rang. I stopped pedaling as hard and just decided to take my time. I knocked on the door to my first period class. When the teacher let me in I heard a collective gasp from everyone in the class.
“R-Ryan? What the heck happened to you?” I realized who said that. Jake was looking at me from the back of the class. I still looked like my bodybuilder self.
“Uh… is ‘I don’t know’ a valid answer?”
“How could you not know? You look like you took super steroids, you know, something you would see in a movie.”
“C-could we talk about it later? Please.”
“Okay, but-“
“Thank you.”
“Well ladies and gentlemen, let’s not get distracted!” Ms. Donald said. The day blew by after that. Every class I went too it was the same as the last. Everyone gasped as I walked because I looked, well, like a model. Finally, the last bell rang and I bolted out of class like it was nobody’s business. Then Jake intercepted me.
“Okay dude. What the actual heck. How? Who? WHEN?”
“Should we really be talking about this here?” I asked him “Let’s go to my house.”181Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWTLNGxxcf5
