Jack stumbled on his jeans as he walked down the hallway. His clothing seemed heavier. He looked up at
Steve, who had been the same height, he seemed oblivious to Jack's shrinking.
"Hey, I gotta get to Drama. Catch you later, Jack," he said turning the corridor.
Jack stood in front of his next class. It was math. Ty was in this class too. He felt a firm hand on his
shoulder. He turned sideways in the doorway. Ty squeezed through the doorway pausing to look down at Jack and
whisper, "How's it hanging, Jack?"
"What did you do to me, Ty? My clothing's way too big," he hissed.
"Oh, right," Ty said with a smile he tugged his ear and suddenly, Jack's clothing was skintight.
"Wha-"
"Jacquie, Ty, class is about to start. Take your seats."
"Jacquie?" Jack said looking down at his yellow letter sweater and yellow and red pleated skirt. He was
dressed like a cheerleader.
Ty looked at the clock. They still had about 30 seconds before class started.
"I hope all of you will be voting for Jacquie & me for Prom King and Queen," Ty said. Then he sat down.
Jacquie dashed over and sat down next to him.
"Ty," Jack hissed, "Change me back!"
"Two ways you can get changed back. One get elected Prom Queen and go all the way with me. Two go all the way
with every other guy in the school."
"Everything under your seats. Time for a pop quiz!" said Mrs. Winterbourne.