You looked around, still unsure what to make of things. "Mom, is this permanent? I am..." you asked, not wanting to say 'stuck as a girl'.
"I'm afraid so, sweetie. The only good news is that you seem to be aging normally. We've seen evidence of that with your hair" mom said.
"How is this good news!? Look at me! And don't talk to me like I'm a little girl!" you snapped.
"Sorry Jazz. it just came out" mom said. you frowned; already she was treating you girlishly. Who knows what Ella would do to you.
"So who knows about.... me' you asked, wincing slightly.
"Just those that sent you the cards. There all up on the table' mom said. You moaned slightly, since there had to be at least a dozen cards. While you knew five of them was from either your family, Nathan and Chelsea, you had no idea who sent the others.
"Am I contagious?" you asked.
Mom smiled, probably the first time since that day. "I thought you told me you're too old to believe in cooties, sweetie."
"Mom! I'm being serious! Knock it off. I'm not in the mood for black humor."
"No, Jazz. Nathan had the same worry, but he is perfectly fine."
:"Can I see anyone?" you was worried about how people were going to accept your new situation.
"The doctors told me that you can only have family to visit you for now. The twins and James are outside.
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