The new Jack, being less intelligent than before, soon found himself with a tutor. The tutor was Brad, coincidently he was once Jared's best friend. Brad barely remembered Jared due to the room's magic but something about Jack seemed familiar. Brad felt like it was his duty to help Jack clean up and become a perfect straight A student like himself. Jack had other ideas however. Brad's nasally, nerdy voice and constant rants about how weed was bad and grades meant everything gradually wore out Jack's patience so after a session one day Jack pulled off his Bob Marley shirt and stuffed it in Brad's hands. Brad was shocked that the younger teen had just removed his shirt in front of him and tried to say something when the shirt started to shift in his hands. The material seemed to melt away and drip across his own shirt like a dark liqiud. Gradually the black green and red took over the button up white shirt, softening and wearing out the material as teh visage of Bob Marley appeared in the center. But it didn't stop there as Brad felt the strange liquid seep into the rest of his clothes, into his body and even into his mind. His pants started to shift and simmer, gradualy crawling up his thin legs as the material became cheaper and frayed, loose ends splitting off and tears forming as they became tattered cargo shorts. His shoes darkened and changed becoming worn Vans. Brad fought in his mind against the strange clothes but his body shrank and toned. Small muscles formed under his new shirt and in his arms and legs as his pasty skin tanned slightly. He became shorter and younger, about 15 and his short greasy hair extended into long thick locks of black hair as his face youthened and became friendlier. His voice lost its nerdy quality and became slower and deeper from smoking pot as he laughed and thanked his buddy Jack for the shirt.