On “her” way to math class, “Zoey” spots Kiyoshi, Kristina, Kyoko and “John” talking and laughing with each other. As she gets closer, she hears Kiyoshi talking about how the government is secretly experimenting on humans with the help of aliens and that they control our actions with the help of microchips in our heads. “Zoey” shakes her head, ‘typical Kiyoshi,’ she thinks to herself.
Just then “John” notices her, he turns to Kiyoshi, “sorry to interrupt, mate,” “he” says, “I just got to talk with Zoey about the upcoming math’s test.”
“Okay, but watch out,” Kiyoshi says, “she works with the aliens, and she might plan to capture you as a guineapig.”
“John” only rolls his eyes and chuckles, “you and your imagination,” he says, “don’t worry about me, I’ll be fine.”
“Zoey” sees her former body walk towards her, with a dirty grin on it’s face, “what do you want,” she asks, crossing her arms, giving “John” a furious look.
“Hey, Zoey,” “John” says, mockingly, then he lowers his voice, so that the others won’t hear. “I came over to tell you that, if you are planning to get your, now MY, device, you are welcome to try,” he says with a smirk.
“Wh-what do you mean,” “Zoey” asks, “what have you done?”
“Oh, nothing much,” the “boy” says, “I simply added a function to you stats, which prevents you from either mentioning the device to anyone nor are you able to even touch it,” he says. “John” takes out the device, “here, try taking it,” he says.
The “girl” tries to take the device from “John” but as her fingers are just millimeters away, her fingertips almost touching the device, she finds that she is unable to move her hand closer to grab it. She tries and tries to will her hand to grab and take it, but fails, after a while “Zoey” gives up, lowering her arm in defeat. The small “girl” looks up at “John”, “why are you doing this to me,” she asks, tears in her eyes, “I don’t want to be a girl. I want my own body back, being a girl sucks.”
“I told you,” “John” says, “I just want to get to know Kiyoshi better. It is the only way for me to get close to him, you know he’d run away the second I’d approach him as myself,” he continues. Both look over at Kiyoshi, who trying hard to stay calm and smile, but anyone can see that he is trembling in fear. “It is just for a week, I’ll change you back after the week is over, I promise,” John then says, turning back to “Zoey”.
“But I don’t want to see you naked,” the “girl” says, “what if one of your friends find out? They’ll assume I am a perv who transformed into you just to “play” with your body.” “Zoey” shifts uncomfortably, “this body is so alien, I hate this… skirt… I can feel every drift of air… down… there” she mumbles, blushing hard, “just everything feels so wrong,” she looks up at “John”, “I don’t understand why YOU seem to be so comfortable in a guy’s body.”
“John” just shrugs, “it is a strange feeling, having something dangling between your legs, wriggling when you walk,” he says, “but I’ll get used to it,” he then says. The “boy” looks down at the tiny “girl”, “I don’t understand why you hate being me or a girl in general,” he says, “any other boy would give ANYTHING to be a girl for once.”
“Yeah… and those are perverts,” “Zoey” mumbles, “which I am NOT. If you think I’ll be “playing” or having “fun” with your body, well sorry to disappoint you.” The “girl” then looks up at “John”, “and don’t you DARE do ANYTHING weird, sexual or the likes while having my body,” she says sternly.
“John” grins, “I can’t promise you anything,” he says, “I am kinda curious. We should head to class now,” and before “Zoey” could respond, the “boy” turns on his heels and hurries to his “friends” and they disappear into the classroom. “Zoey” stands there, gob smacked for a while, not believing what she had heard.
“ZOEY, GET IN HERE, NOW,” she suddenly hears the teacher yell, this causes the “girl” to jump and hurry into the classroom.
“S-sorry…,” she mumbles as she takes her seat, looking down at her desk, feeling all the eyes on her, ‘worst day of my life ever,’ she thinks to herself. While the teacher is explaining some mathematical problems on the blackboard, “Zoey” looks around the classroom, ‘I need help to get my device back,’ she thinks to herself, ‘but who can I trust? I can’t approach my friends, they’ll think I’m laying, besides, if Kat would ever figure out the truth, I’d never hear the end of it,’ she thinks to herself. Her eyes then land on “Mel”, a slim girl with turquoise chin length hair and one of Zoey’s friends, ‘nor can I tell one of Zoey’s friends, they think I am crazy,’ the “girl” sighs, ‘so who could I trust,’ her eyes then land on a 14-year-old boy, “Riley”.
Riley is a shy boy, who is known to be a “professional” pick-pocket or at least a pro in slight of hand. He has short brown hair and brown eyes, he also has an athletic body and a healthy brown tan. Every one in the school also knows, that he has a crush on a certain small blond girl. The real Zoey though seems to not notice the way Riley always looks at her, the poor boy is so shy and nervous that he never tried asking her out. The real Zoey of course has no interest in the small shy boy, she has her eyes only set on Kiyoshi. John knows all this, because one day he found a crying Riley on the roof of the school, and Riley spilled his heart out, telling John everything that day. And John had to tell the 14-year-old that Zoey is only interested in one certain nerd named Kiyoshi. Riley was down struck and over the days became more and more depressed, his heart torn to pieces
“Zoey” looks between the people, who could help her: Katrina, Mel (one of Zoey’s friends) or Riley. ‘Who can I trust the most,’ the “girl” thinks to herself, ‘Katrina, and risk of being teased until the day I die? Mel, and risk breaking Zoey’s and her friendship? Or Riley, and risk he’ll expects “something” in return? And besides, there is no telling what they would do when they get their hands on the device and find out it’s limitless power.’