Jen left the bathroom a good fifteen minutes later. She was late for her class, but given the circumstances, it no longer seemed to matter. The halls were empty, but to her horror, empty clothing littered the floors.
Guy's clothing.
She peeked into a classroom. Sure enough, only girls where there, chatting amongst themselves, feet dangling high off the floor, as their desks were intended for young adults.
This was Mr. Patterson's room; she saw an empty sweater on his desk. The girls didn't seem to mind his absence.
Each room she checked was the same. All the men had vanished!
Kyle's wish had made the female teachers look the same as their students; in their cases, they actually had gotten younger. It was a shock to see Mrs. Ruby, who'd just yesterday been a matronly mother of four, perched on the edge of her desk, kicking her feet as she gossiped with her own class.
To her suprise, they were still talking about boys...well, a boy.
Kyle!