If there was one thing Keiko could be thankful for it was the fact her high school didn't have a uniform. Slipping on a pair of jeans and a long sleeved t-shirt, Keiko entered the halls of the local high school, studying the student body before her.
Teenagers between 14 and 18 now milled around the school, giving Keiko an opportunity at what she had to look forward too. Currently she was a Senior, appearing adult in appearance as compared to the other students. Despite her youthful face and thin body, she appeared at least old nought to take care of herself. The same though couldn't be said of the Freshmen.
Keiko shuddered as she gazed at the 14 and 15 year olds. They looked so young to her experienced eye. All of them appeared to still be growing into their bodies. The girls were waifish, gangly with round innocent faces. The boys were even worse as they still remained skinny, their bodies lanky with little muscle development. These were obviously children to the regressing woman. Children who's ranks she would join in a scant few days.
As much as Keiko wasn't looking forward to that prospect, the end of next week would be even worse. By next Friday, she and Kelly would be middle schoolers. The idea of becoming 13 or 14 years old once again was almost mind boggling to Keiko, then again so was returning to high school. Worse was the thought of becoming toonyoung for high school. Somehow Keiko knew that when she reentered eight grade, she would find herself in her old school. The school itself was private and was for children between kindergarten and eigth grade. How would Keiko react to being a student in her old school, as well as having to wear a uniform?
"Keiko!"
Keiko was shaken from her musings as she saw Kelly sprint towards her. Returning to 18 years of age seemed to have energized the blonde. Kelly was practically overflowing with energy, her body thin, her face rounding and exuberant. Leaping at the smaller teen, Kelly squeezes Keiko in a hug before lighting up the hallway with a smile. "What's up girl," she said cheerfully. "You counting down the days like I am?"
"You could say that," Keiko replied. To Kelly the pair would be graduating soon but, for Keiko she knew they were heading in the opposite direction. Kelly giggled, Keiko surprised at just how girlish her friends voice sounded. "Wonder if my voice sounds as young as Kelly's," she thought.
"Check this out," Kelly grinned, Keiko watching as her friend opened her purse revealing a small bag of weed. "Kelly," Keiko gasped. "Where did you get that?"
"I've got my sources," she smirked. "What do you say? Wanna ditch study hall and take a hit in the bathroom.?"
"I don't think that's a great idea," Keiko replied nervously. "Ugh cmon Keiko, " Kelly groaned. "Loosen up a bit and have some fun. We're not getting any younger here!"
Keiko stifled a laugh, not for the reason Kelly was thinking but because of what she said. Technically speaking they were getting younger. In a week the two wouldn't be old enough for high school. Still, did she really want to risk her diminishing teenage freedom by taking a chance of getting suspended. If they did get caught, the worse case would be her spending a week in her room watching herself get younger until she was back in eighth grade. Looking into Kelly's wide, mischievous eyes Keiko took a breath as she made a decision.