Mitch stared in shock at his smaller body, now dressed in the attire
of a kid from the wrong side of the tracks, he then felt a heavy fog
descending on his mind as his IQ dropped to 93, he couldn't remember
math, English, science, hell he could barely remember how to read, he
couldn't formulate words to describe what happened next as the years
began to drop off him at an alarming rate, within seconds he was 17
years old again, it was then his face, which was identical to how his
had been age 17, began to shift and change, going from a slightly
nerdy look to a handsome young man, his hair lightened to a dirty
blonde colour, and gel applied its self so the hair stuck up in little
spikes, his deep brown eyes, lightened to a pale blue and he felt some
muscle appear on his body, making his chest stand out a little and the sleeves a little less baggy. The next thing that happened was agony
for Mitch, as his spine reshaped itself in order to take on a teenage
slouch, he could feel the pain coursing through his entire body, as
some of his bones changed, what little space there was in his mind,
was now having sports pushed to the front of it, Mitch was an entirely
different person now...