The look on the face of the red head in the mirror confirmed everything Dylan thought and felt. It was an odd mix of annoyance, confliction, and excitement. On the one hand this is not what she was looking to be today, or any day for that matter. However, she realized it’s not every day you get to experience what it’s like to be a different gender. She looked back in the mirror and watched the girl follow her movements for a minute. She bit her lip and considered her options looking at the clock on the wall. It was a little after four and the sports teams would begin wrapping up soon. “It’s starting to get late, if I’m going to finish this I’ll need to get moving.” She said to mirror. It was almost startling to hear a different voice from the one in her mind, but at the same time kind of thrilling. “I might keep the jacket for some variety later…” She reached up under her shirt and grabbed the medallion resting between her breasts with one hand and touched her pants with the other expecting the magic’s jolt. Only this time nothing happened. “Huh?” She tried touching her shirt, still nothing. She touched the medallion to the shirt and grasped it in both hands. Again nothing happened. Panic started spreading on the girl in the mirrors face. “Okay. You’ve done this before once, what’s different now?”