Kelly had finally made it to the party, but when the girls saw her, she was holding the voodoo doll!
"Hey, girls, what the hell is this thing?" Kelly asked.
"Put dat thing down!" Robin yelled out, cringing immediately upon hearing her now more ghettoized voice. Was there any end to these changes to her? "It'll change ya and shit."
"Who the hell are you?" Kelly asked. As stated before, she was kind of racist, so seeing a black girl dressed like a hooker and talking like she was straight out of the ghetto was enough to make her uncomfortable. Suddenly, the gem encased in the body of the voodoo doll flickered with light just for a second, but Kelly didn't notice. Her eyes were on her friends and that black slut.
"Oh no! I think it's happening to Kelly too!" Becky yelled out.
"What are you talking about?" Kelly asked, before looking down at herself. "What the hell?"