..."Rita?"
The cute comedy whiteface clown poked Aaron's big red nose. HONK! "Of course, it me silly, heheyaha. Oh wait, heheyaha, you've never seen me like this, heheyaha, we turn 'normal' when we leave the school grounds, heheyaha." She honked Aaron's nose again.
Aaron looked over his friend. Rita's normal brown Latina complexion was creamy white with a porcelain sheen; around her eyes were baby blue ovals topped with narrow arched eyebrows. The eyes inside her patches of blue were outlined in a liquid black that matched her long curling eyelashes. Her lower lip was bright red with two small red circles on each end, giving Rita a dainty clown smile. Rita's cheeks had a light pink blush; her red nose was slightly bigger than a plum and covered with sparkling glitter. Her usual black hair the same style of bushy afro as Aaron’s, but candy apple red with pink and silver highlights.
Rita wore a feminine version of the school uniform blazer with the buttoned back facings in a blue with pink polka-dots. Underneath was purple-pink cocktail dress with red pom-poms down the middle, bloomers that matched the facings on her blazer, socks that reversed the pattern, and purple bubble-toed clown mary janes. The look actually suited her rather well.
"You're not bald, heheyaha," chortled Rita. "Lucky you, heheyaha." She honked her own nose.
"What do you mean-?"
Rita poked Aaron's nose again. HONK! "Didn't they tell you, heheyaha, when you went through the clownification process, heheyaha?" Honk! "Going bald happens if it runs in your family, heheyaha, and we know your dad is bald. Meaning if your inner clown is bald, the 'normal you' will go bald when you get older, heheyaha." HONK! HONK!
'Well, heheyaha, at least I don’t have to worry about that, heheyaha.’
Even in his thoughts, giggles crept into his words.
The two clowns waddled up to Room 104, their homeroom and first class for the day. Inside seated at the desks were a couple of dozen neat and comedy whiteface clowns, and the teacher, a female neat whiteface with granny glasses and a pink bouffant hairstyle.
The rest of the class was normal to any classes first day with the teacher going over the class's contents and goals and all the students introducing themselves. Even though everyone in class was a clown the introductions seemed ordinary enough-except for the students peppering their speech with giggles and honking their noses. During the introductions Aaron had been nervous and gave only reading as a interest but when he was done the student next to him a boy named Sam said his interest was juggling and face paint art.
Aaron and Sam would chat with each other for the rest of class making Aaron forget about his nervousness with his new predicament. In the next class Rita sat closer to Aaron but sadly Sam wasn’t in the same class as them. This class was uneventful-except that when the teacher asked questions, students honked their noses to get attention, and if they got the answer to a question wrong the teacher sprayed silly string at them. The next class for Aaron was gym but Rita’s next class was math, so they split ways leaving Aaron alone in the strange school.
Aaron thought he would be alone until he met back up with Rita during lunch but was surprised to find Sam in his gym class changing into the tie-died t-shirt, polka dot shirt with tights stiped tights underneath that served as clown gym clothes. The gym teacher was an athletic looking auguste clown named Mr. Gilmore, led them in a series of exercises involving juggling, unicycle riding, and low-wire walking.
After gym was lunch and Rita rejoined Aaron to show him the cafeteria. Sam joined them as well and chatted with both Aaron and Rita. All three ate together and laughed, joked, and honked their noses like they had all been friends for years. By then, Aaron ha realized a few things. The students in the most academically challenging classes were either neat or comedy whitefaces like himself, Rita or Sam. The students in the less challenging classes were augustes, and at the very bottom were the hoboes and bag lady students. Likewise, most of the teachers and the librarian were whitefaces, gym and other less academic subjects like art were tought by augustes, the janitors were hoboes, and the cafeteria staff were bag ladies.
When lunch was over it was time for the final class of the day. Aaron was alone for this class with both Sam and Rita having different classes at the time. Aaron was a little nervous without them, but the class went fine with everyone being perfectly kind to him.
Although this class was chemistry and involved making laughing gas.
With the final bell rung Aaron left his last class and remembered his phone was at the principal’s office. Once he was their getting his phone back was an easy matter. Just after receiving his phone Sam showed up to the principal’s office to get his inserts back and Rita had followed him knowing Aaron would be there for his phone.
Opening up his phone Aaron was greeted by the app that had changed his reality. At the beginning of the change Aaron had wanted nothing more than to change everything back but after the day he had just had he wasn’t so sure he wanted to go back; he had actually enjoyed being a clown. Regardless of if he wanted to go back or not Aaron was still curious as to what can be done with the app so he picked a new target and generated a new sentence.