Si grinned. "You got it."
"Fuck man! We knew the transformation was gonna be huge. We didnt realise this huge." All of a sudden, the awkwardness of the situation seemed to have dissapeared. The jocks couldn't believe how Simon had turned out; but they weren't angry with him anymore. Now that he wasn't a nerd, he was one of the boys. Another big fuck-off dude to play football with. They rushed forward, giving the dumb jock playful punches on the arm; treating him like a lifelong buddy that really belonged.
Simon couldn't even remember being angry at the jocks, anymore. His mind was changing all the time. Now it was the jocks he wanted to spend all his free time with, when he wasn't fucking the chicks that is. It was like he'd known these boys all his life as they joked around, admiring how strong and manly he'd become.
"So, how did it happen man?"
"I woke up like it! One minute I'm a skinny pansy of a nerd, the next I'm everything I wanna be." It felt impossible to Simon that he had only been like this for an hour or so. He thought he could still remember something different. Remember how he felt when he woke up. Then, the idea of being some big dumb jock hadn't pleased him too much. He'd been different then, his mind worked differently. He couldn't remember half the stuff he used to.
"What's the matter, dude?"
"Fuck knows. I was just thinking how different I felt, this morning."
"Too fucking right. You were a nerd then. You had brains and shit. No fucking jock needs to know how math works."
Si grinned, his buddy was right. He didn't seem to have a fucking clue how half of that stuff worked anymore, but it didnt bother him shit. Now, he'd beat up any fucker who could handle a calculator better than he could a football.
Suddenly a loud siren sounded over the football.
"Fuck, what's that shit?"
"Jesus, you have become a bit of a dumbass, haven't ya? DOn't you even recognise the school-bell anymore?"
Si stood there, a big dumb expression on his face, and lazily scratched at his facial stubble. "Fuck. I guess that means we gotta go to lessons, right?"
"Yeah, man. It's the shit, but Principal Maitheson said he won't let us play anymore football for the school if we don't at least go to one math lesson a week. And you're coming with us too, jock. Math used to be your favourite subject, didnt it? But now you're gonna sit at the back of the class with the rest of the boys. We don't let any fuckers teach us what we don't wanna know, anyway."