You watch as the locker room appears to grow gigantic, the lockers becoming like buildings. You look up at Kayler, still rummaging through his locker, unaware of your sudden size change. From your position on the bench between the rows of lockers, Kayler looked like a god. His dark hair perfectly formed and his complexion flawless. Your clothes became baggier and baggier by the second, and you eventually had to crawl out of your shirt.
You stood on the bench looking up at Kayler.
Kayler looked around,
"Zac?" he said in a booming voice, "where'd you go?"
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