Keisha's World: Changing Jason

Big Jason Maas took up a whole row on his bus. This beefy offensive lineman used his size to whip the world around him into the shape he desired. Except for a couple of exceptions, like that feisty girl Keisha and a couple of his teammates, Jason's big body was the key to opening many doors. So it was a surprise when on the bus ride, he began to rapidly shed weight. He weighed 284 this morning. But he was feeling like a balloon deflating rapidly. 280, 270, 260, 250, 240... *What is this?* he shuddered. *Did I not eat enough this week?* 230, 220. His hair was growing longer, his beard retreating back into his face. *Am I imagining things?* 210, 200. Weight was not only dropping but shifting from the center of his stomach down toward the hips and up his chest. Two mounds of flesh poked through his shirt. *Huh...?* 190, 180. His view of the front of the bus was receding. *This is horrible! How can I play?* 170, 160. Between his legs what had once protruded rapidly caved in. His clothes were changing; a bright pink tank top being made of the Central University T-shirt he wore. His basketball shorts were fusing into a skirt. And his athletic shoes were sprouting heels. *...I can't be a girl! Now I'm just gonna be a lightweight!* 150, 140. Jason Maas now took up less than half the space on the bus. His backpack had gone from red to pink. *This isn't right! This isn't right! This isn't right!* Suddenly, the weight loss stopped. 131 pounds. "This"”" Jason now noticed that he had a new and higher voice. And his brain finally clicked into place. *Jocelyn Maas, what are you thinking?* she asked herself. *Football? Those players are huge. You're the perfect size for volleyball.* The bus came to a halt in front of the 1975-era architecture of Victor Hills High School. Brutalism had never been so terrifying in the new world that Jocelyn Maas now faced.