"So, Rian, what made you want to do this experiment?" asked Vivian, sitting on her bed. Rian was sitting next to her in his bed, and
Bradly was in the other room watching cartoons.
"Well," started Rian, "We need the money."
"But you two are only ten! How did you get in?"
"Consent forms." replied Rian. "We got permission to do this."
"I'm surprised your parents let you!" exclaimed Vivian. "If I was a mom I would never let my children go off and get experimented on!"
"To be honest, neither would I." said Rian. "But, I'm not too concerned about this myself, and my parents are willing to let me, so I
signed up."
"You sound like a responsible adult." said Vivian. "What do you plan on doing after school?"
"I'm only ten, I haven't thought that far ahead."
"Well, what would you like to do?"
"Being a football player, like my uncle, seems interesting. He makes a lot of money, and he loves his job." said Rian.
Bradly entered the room. "Guys, can I get a bowl of cereal?" he asked.
"You know you're allowed Bradly, you can go get it." said Vivian.
"Thank you!" exclaimed Bradly as he left the room they were in to go to the kitchen.
Now despite being best friends, and only 10 years old at that, Rian had always thought Bradly was a little childish. Rian was mature for
his age. His mother said it ran in his family.
"Geez, I wonder why he asks. He's so childish sometimes." said Rian.
"Remember, he's only 9." said Vivian.
"Yeah, I know." replied Rian. "Excuse me, I have to go to the bathroom."
Rian got up from his bed and went to the bathroom. He used the toilet and looked in the mirror. "Hm, I seem a bit taller." he noted, then
walked out.
If he would have payed more attention he also would have noticed his hair was shorter and his muscles were getting bigger.
Rian took off his shirt and went to the closet. He found a football jersey for his favorite team, the Colts, and put it on. It was kind of
loose, but Rian didn't mind.
He sat on the bed beside Vivian. She smiled and hugged him.