Niagara Falls, Wednesday night

Welcome to Jaye Tyler's life post-Fandom. Again.

See, there was an issue with randomly transferring schools on short notice like she'd tried to do: schools didn't work that way. And it didn't really bother her that she couldn't sit in classes all day till next semester. No, that wasn't bothering her at all.

It was the fact that she'd gotten all the way back to Niagara Falls and found that out and thusly had to move back in at home that bothered her. A lot.

( i've been meaning to do this for weeks, people )

[Establishy, unless someone really really really wants to break up family time via phone call.]

Niagara Falls, Thursday morning

Jaye didn't notice anything at first when she woke up. She'd missed out on most of the Fandom weirdness that everyone else had experienced, which was fine by her, since it meant that she could spend her time laughing and taking pictures instead. It was a really good arrangement for her.

It wasn't until she got up to go drag her sleepy self into the shower and passed her mirror that she noticed that something was a little off. Like oh, her boobs were gone, her hair was suddenly short, and bye bye to all her usual girl features. And- oh god, she had to check. She closed her eyes, pulled the waistband of her sleep pants away from her body, and took a deep breath before looking down.

The screech of "HOW IS THIS EVEN FAIR?" had her mother knocking on her door a moment later. "Jaye, honey? Is everything all right?"

"No-" Oh, hey, that wasn't her voice, either. Jaye cleared her throat, trying to raise her voice a couple octaves, which still sounded a lot like a boy trying to sound like a girl and failing. "I have the plague, go away," she tried, and rushed forward to lock the door suddenly when it occurred to her to do so.

Well, this was just great. Now she was going to have to wait for everyone to go to work and school before she could raid Aaron's closet.


[Open if you want to talk to boy!Jaye. When I wake up, of course.]