"Sorry, Horst, I just got-" Carter said entering the bathroom, "Ryan!
Thank goodness, they changed you back!"
Carter ran to Ryan and embraced him. Ryan had been glaring at Carter,
but now had a perplexed expression on his face. He hugged Carter back.
"Thanks, bud, glad somebody cared about me," Ryan said, as he walked
Carter out of the bathroom, "Now you head back to class, I'll see you
next period."
"Hey, stop pushing, Horst, I can walk," complained Rudy, as Horst
shoved him into the restroom.
Right behind him was Alex, and Dwight, and in the doorway was Horst
with the zombie expression he'd been wearing since Ryan had sucked him
dry.
"Good work, Horst, round up some more," Ryan said make sure Carter
gets back to his class safely."
A look of confusion crossed Horst's face, and he just nodded, and
grabbed Carter's arm.
"Back to class, Carter," he droned as he led Carter away.
Carter glanced over his shoulder in time to see the three guys Horst
had brought Ryan standing oddly as if entranced around Ryan. Then Ryan
ducked down and the door closed completely. Carter thought he heard
moaning. He looked at Horst.
"Say, Horst, what's going on? You look so pale and - man, you're not
doing drugs are you?"
"I'm not doing drugs - I was the drug."
"What does that mean, Horst?"
"Means you go to class, and I pick up dessert for the master."
"The master?"
"Go to class."
"Horst! What are you doing out of class?" called Mr. Pendelton, the
school counselor.
"Just looking for you and Coach McGurk," Horst said addressing the two
men at the end of the hall as Carter disappeared into his classroom.
"Mr. Carter, so glad you could rejoin us," said Mr. Kessler, "Will you
please take your seat."
"Yes, sir," Carter said in a subdued voice. Something weird was going
on - something weirder even than Ryan Standish being transformed into
a jockstrap.