"Ugh mom I dont feel good," Lisa moans. Holding her breath she now tries her best to feign illness. Lisa's mother carefully studied her, agreeing that she dies indeed look a bit pale. "Okay Lisa let's get you home."
As mother and daughter now speed to the car Lisa begins to turn things over in her head. She had her braces taken off the summer after her freshman year. If her braces were back, it meant she was probably 15 again. Spotting the car, Lisa quickly raced to the drivers side not even thinking she was now too young to drive.
"Lisa what do you think your doing?"
"Oh," Lisa responds, flustered at the fact she had forgotten she wasnt old enough to drive anymore. "Sorry mom wasnt thinking."
Lisa's mother smiled. "I understand but you'll be 16 before you know it. You only have 7 more monthes."
Resigning herself to her fate, the now 15 year old teen climbed into the passenger's seat as her mother began to drive. Lisa's mother had unwittingly given the teen a peak at her current predicament. Lisa was now closer to 15 than 16, not an ideal situation but at least she was still in high school. As the car now slowly pulled out of the mall, Lisa prayed the ride would go smoothly.
Lisa was practically jumping out of her skin as she now sat idly by. With each passing second the teen was growing younger. What was worse was no one was the wiser. Lisa's mother, after Lisa's original mistake of trying to drive, had talked about giving her driving lessons. After a few moments though that conversation ended. Now her mother couldnt even fathom trying to give the teen lessons just yet.
Looking into the mirror didnt help the teen either. It was impossible to tell just how young she had become. Lisa still appeared every bit the teenager. Opening her mouth confirmed she still had her braces. Lisa remembered she had them placed on shortly after her 12th birthday. For now those braces at least told her that she was a teenager.
Lisa could almoat feel herself growing younger, making her anxious. Lisa was almost convinced she could feel herself growing younger, the seat seeming to grow larger on the teen. She tried to shake those feelings out of her head. Vaguely she recalled a growth spurt between 13 and 14, her last growth spurt. What would it be like to relive that in reverse.
What was even more concerning to her were her breasts. Lisa shuddered thinking about the fact that they might be getting smaller as well. Not wanting to cupnthwm in front of her mother, she tried to study them. Once more she couldnt tell, were they smaller? Had she begun to relive puberty in reverse?
"Are we almost home," she whined, curious as if her voice sounded younger as well.
"Well be home soon," her mother said. Lisa's mother glanced over at her daughter, taking a hand and placing it on her forehead. "And when we get home you are to go lay down. You feel sweaty, I hope your not coming down with the flu."
Lisa almost wished it was the flu, not a magical stop watch slowly returning her to infancy. Anxiously now the teen tried to will her mother forward. If she didnt get home soon she could be stuck reliving grade school again or worse.