They got back, deciding to go right to sleep. THey squabbled for a little while over who got the top bunk, but it was eventually decided that they would alternate, Ryan getting it the first night. After that, they went to bed with no difficulties, deciding to leave thier sports gear on as they slept to help be ready faster in the morning.
Jeremy woke up early, excoted to begin his first day at the camp. He got up and stretched, his yawn sounding as if it came from a great cavern.He guessed that Ryan was still asleep in his chair. He still felt sleepy, so he drank some more of that linebackers lemonade he had filched from the dining hall the previous evening. It said to only drink one a day, but he was really thirsty. He popped it open. It seemed a lot easier to open this morning. He must have just been too tired from the bus ride yesterday. When he finished, he wiped the extra off his mouth with the back of his hand. Oddly, it felt like he still had crums on his face from last nights cookie dessert. He decided to go to the washstand and get rid of them. He walked over to the washstand, and began washing his face off. Something felt odd. He looked up into the mirror. He quickly flew backwards, panting deeply. That was not his won reflection in the mirror. It was the reflection of a big, manly man. He looked at his new reflection clearly for the first time. His sports gear not only fit, but it was very tight on him. In the mirror, he saw...