The next person to catch whatever was going on was Brad. Brad was a star on the football team and knew how to
play both fields. He had a new girl hanging off his arm every week but like a lot of other people at Jefferson
High, his real love was for sports. He just used the girls for a good fuck but that was about to change. As
he was changing in the locker room with his buddy Mark he found a Valentine on his locker. It said the same
thing. "We will be perfect together" and had one of his exs names written on it, Brittany. Brad's eyes just
kind of glazed over when he read it and he gave a dopey grin as Mark watched.
"Brittany was such a wonderful girl, I should go back out with her. A girl that specials deserves to be
treated special." As Mark watched he swore Brad got a little smaller. He seemed shorter and less built.
"Man, what the fuck is wrong with you? You just got in there for the goods remember?" Brad turned and punched
Mark, it didn't hurt much since his fist was a lot smaller now and his arm didn't have all those big football
muscles anymore. But Mark shook his head and walked out leaving Brad alone. "What's happening to me?" He
wondered. He felt himself getting dumber and more in love as all he could think about was Brittany. He didn't
notice but his hair was now blond and straight and fell to his shoulders. His eyes were light blue and his
face was round and young. He looked kind of like a skater now, small and lean. But he didn't mind anymore,
whatever made his Brittany happy.
He went off to find his love while someone else was getting their Valentine, who was it?