"I've decided." Ty says finally, startling Dusty, who had fallen asleep. She attempts to talk, before realizing Ty still didn't remove that limitation. Seeing he has her attention, Ty continues, "For right now, I'm not going to do anything," seeing her surprise, he continues, "But you will have to go to school normally, and at some point in the day, something will happen, I'm not telling you what. Let's just say your day will get more interesting." Shuddering, Dusky nods, realizing she doesn't have much choice. "Now go get some clothes on!" Ty says.
***
Despite her reservations, the rest of Dusty's weekend went fairly well. Ty was pretty nice to her after that, acting almost brotherly. She guessed it might have something to do with her young appearance, but she couldn't ask. Ty seemed content to let her stay silent, but they spent the rest of the day playing videogames.
On Monday, Dusty braced herself and went to school, expecting alienation, only to find that her previous friends still recognized her, and treated her about the same. Apparently her dense body type had gotten her on the football team, and apparently she had quite the fiery reputation, so despite not being able to speak, nobody even so much as made a move on her. With everything going so great, she easily forgot about Ty's little "curse".
The day was going fine until about three quarters of the way through the day, when she started to feel dizzy in the halls. Sitting down on one of the benches, her friends looked down concerned, but she waved them on as the one minute bell rang. She waited for a few minutes for the dizzy spell to go away, laying on the bench, but eventually, she passed out.
When she came to, she saw the same view of the ceiling she had before, and tried to get up. Sitting up, she was immediately hit by two surprises. First and foremost, her body looked drawn, not just her body, but her clothes too looked to be completely made out of pencil. For another, everything to either side, and behind her, was pure white. Scrambling up, she surveyed her surroundings. Taking a closer look, she found it wasn't actually pure white. She seemed to be in a small room, with a transparent ceiling. The room itself was a little under twice as long as she was one way, and about three times as long the other, with the ceiling just barely within reach. Touching it, she confirmed it was indeed solid. Her investigations were cut short though, when a face peered down before the room shook violently, a the floor turning into a wall.
Looking in through the window was a familiar face. It was Jess, a young freshman girl Dusty had always bullied before, and Ty's friend. Based off of her experience so far, she assumed nothing had changed now. The girl, for her part, just gasped quietly and looked around before quickly walking to a secluded area of the school and gazing at Dusty with curiosity. "What happened to you?" Jess asked, surprisingly sounding concerned. Dusty's shrug didn't seem to answer much so she asked another question, "Are you really in there?" Dusty nodded in confirmation. Jess carefully touched the paper and Dusty jumped back in surprise as she felt a large object brush against her chest, knocking her over. Jess recoiled slightly and said, "I can feel you." Rolling her eyes, Dusty stayed on the ground and flopped down, laying there. Jess with another curious look reached down and pinched Dusty's foot between her fingers and lifted Dusty, swinging wildly into the air. Giggling at Dusty's panicked expression, she carefully places Dusty back down before reaching into her back, "I wanna see something." Rooting around in her back, she comes out with a pencil and carefully sketches a small ball. As soon as her pencil leaves the paper, the ball is quickly shaded in to a near photorealistic quality, then falls to the ground next to Dusty. Dusty cautiously picks it up, but Jess grabs it out of her hands and erases it. Hearing footsteps, Jess folds the paper and stuffs it into her pocket.
***
Impatient through the rest of the day, Jess quickly pulls out the paper when she gets home. Dusty blinks at the changed scenery, no time having passed for her. Jess pulls out her pencil and taps it to the side of her face for a second, then draws a classroom scene. Dusty watches in awe as a traditional classroom forms around her, followed by stick figures which quickly fill in to photorealistic students. Once the scene finishes shading, the students start moving, and idle conversation fills the room. Dusty gets up and tries the door, but can't open it. Jess watches as this happens to Dusty, and the other students give her weird looks, before getting an idea and quickly moving her eraser towards Dusty. Dusty, upon finding the door locked, walks back through the room towards the seat she started at in the far side. When she reaches the center of the room though, her clothes suddenly are erased. She quickly covers herself as the other students eye her body. Jess watches Dusty's embarrassed reaction, and giggles. Out loud, she says to Dusty, "I wish I had my camera!". As Dusty turns towards Jess, Jess comes up with an idea and folds a corner of the paper, freezing the action. She goes and grabs her camera then, erasing the other students takes a picture of the frozen, embarrassed Dusty. Dusty jumps in surprise when the rest of the students suddenly disappear, but turns her attention back to Jess when she hears her say, "Hey Dusty, look what I got!" and sees a picture of herself. Realizing she has no chance of fighting back against this girl, Dusty flops on the floor and covers her eyes.