Amanda had logged onto Discord, and a message was waiting for her.
"Adam, my name is Tina. I'm hoping your remember me as Tim. Noelle Bishop did something to me. If you don't respond, I'll understand."
She just sat there at her computer, staring at the message. Tim had become a girl too? And Noelle was responsible? How could that be? She thought about ignoring the message, but..
"Tell me something only Tim would know."
She waited a moment, then got a reply.
"When we were 13 we broke into Old Man Jameson's house and found some M-80's. We used them to blow the hell out of some mailboxes. We swore never to tell anyone about it."
"Oh God, Tim, it's really you. I was starting to forget you. I changed too. My name is Amanda now. Everyone thinks that I've always been a girl. And I'm a freshman again!"
"Could be worse, Amanda. I'm in the 3rd grade. And I'm one of those goody good girls that I hate. I want to say that it sucks, but...I like it. I like being good. Mom brought me cookies. This is so weird."
Amanda drew in a breath. "It is. I'm smart now. I'm still in the same classes, but I'm a freshman. And I...I think I'm in love."
"OMG with a boy?!"
Amanda giggled. "No! But...I'm not sure if that's better or worse."
"WHO??"
"Bobbi Prince. She was...nice to me."
Several minutes went by, then... "You know you have no chance, right? I don't want to sound mean. But you were...are my friend. I don't want you to be hurt."
"I think it's too late for that. But what do we do about Noelle?"
"I'm nine years old. I can't get out of the house. But you can confront her. But she can just wish things to happen. She said it to me, 'I wish' and then I changed. You were there, but you didn't even notice. So if she gets the chance to talk, you're done. She could mind control you, turn you into a baby, whatever she wants."
Amanda frowned. "I don't know if I can. I...I'm shy now. It's hard to even talk to people."
"Hey are you h...h...pretty?"
Oh wow, Tina couldn't even ask if she was hot? She really was a good girl now. But the question was valid. Was she? She'd looked at herself in the mirror, but she'd been more concerned with her body. She got up again to look in the mirror.
She still resembled her old self, but her features were softer, more delicate. She even had a cute little nose, and were those...yes, a light dusting of freckles across the bridge of her nose. With her glasses on, her eyes seemed large and pretty like some anime girl. What did they call them? Meganekko or something like that.
"I'm...a cute nerdy girl. Glasses. I even have braces."
"Would...it's hard to type what I want to say. Would the guys we used to be...want to date you?"
Yeah, Amanda could imagine the words Tina had wanted to use. She'd always been crass, well, before. "I don't know, I'm really shy, and we'd probably have never noticed a girl like me before. But if we did...I think we'd want to. That's just weird to say."
"Amanda, are we still friends?"
Amanda felt like someone had squeezed her heart. "Even though we're both very different now, I remember you as my best friend. I don't think this changes that. Yes, we're still friends. We'll have to find a way to meet this weekend."
"I'd like that. Thank you...Mandy."
Amanda made a face. "Ugh, really?"
"It's easier to type, easier to say, and it sounds cuter. Oh man, I think I like cute things now. You wouldn't believe it, I have a My Little Pony backpack!"
"LOL, you poor girl. All my clothes look like old lady clothes. It's too bad, I think I'd really like to try and wear something sexy. Just to, you know, see what I look like."
"Well, if we can get to the mall, I'll buy you something, even if you can't wear it in public."
"Tina, you're a kid, do you even have money?" Amanda shook her head. Hell, did _she_ even have money? Somehow she doubted she still worked at the pizza parlor.
"Maybe? I'm a good girl now, good girls get an allowance, right?"
Amanda had to laugh. "I better do my homework. I'll try to talk to Noelle tomorrow."
"Watch out for her...A.M.. Sorry, I can only type the initials."
Amanda giggled. A.M. 'Attack Midget'. That's what Tim had called Ashley. "Yeah, it's weird seeing them all friendly. I thought Ashley hated Noelle. But I remember seeing seeing Ashley sitting in Noelle's lap on the bus!"
"That is weird, but what about this situation isn't? Maybe they're l....l....special friends?"
"The word you're trying to type is lesbians. It's not a bad word!"
"You can say that, but apparently good girls don't say it. I think I have to go to the bathroom. Oh God, I don't want to!"
"It's weird, you got to sit down, and then wipe because you're wet afterwards. On the plus side, it was really cool to get to check out a girl's body." Amanda smiled, thinking about how masturbating as a girl felt.
"MANDY I'M NINE!!!! That's illegal or something!"
"I'm going to let you think about how bizarre that logic is."
"...I know. It's my body, I'm not a teenaged boy. But..."
"Good girls don't touch themselves? You do have it bad. I'm sorry."
"Did you...I'm sorry, I can't finish that question."
Amanda shook her head. "If you're asking if I touched myself. Yes. It feels amazing."
A few minutes went by. "You'd laugh if you knew how I reacted to that message."
Amanda smirked. "Did you blush?"
"You better believe it, and I couldn't even look at the screen for a minute! There are so many questions I want to ask, but I can't!"
"To be fair, if you asked me to describe it in detail in person, I'd probably do the same thing. It's hard to even talk above a whisper.
"Noelle really did a number on us. I hope Noelle doesn't do something to you. You're the only friend I have."
"I'll be careful. Good night, Tina. Sweet dreams."
"You too." And then heart emojis. She shook her head. Tim using heart emojis. She logged off and got to her homework. It was so easy, she understood everything, even the damn fractions!
She was struck by a disturbing thought that maybe, just maybe, Noelle had done her a favor. She tried to push that thought out of her head before taking a shower and going to bed. She'd deal with this tomorrow...