Bonnie turns Derek into a skanky punk chick.

(Originally written by Nerdie on Writing.com)

"Are you out of your mind, girl?" Bonnie's voice was as mocking as it was deliriously vapid. "Why would we want to go back to that when we can be this?"

Derek shook his head, hair flying about wildly. "Jayden, listen! We have, like.... lives and stuff to go back to! Things we enjoyed! We don't have to be dumb bimbos just to be popular."

The last remark was a mistake. Derek knew it instantly. Bonnie's face scrunched up in disgust and anger.

"The hell do you know, bitch. And where do you get off calling me, like, a bimbo? Oh, no, I get it." She put a hand on her chest, sneering down at her friend. "You're just jealous. I was perfectly happy sharing the limelight with you, but if you're gonna be like that...." She lifted up the coin smugly, pure mean girl energy radiating from her features. "Why don't you, like, hang with the losers instead?"

With the flash of light, Derek felt a ripple overtake his body. The balance of the world felt wobbly as his legs shifted about. The changes were climbing up him, slowly. He could feel his toes shifting as the heels transformed into combat boots. Legs lost a bit of care and shapeliness as fishnet pants formed along it. Her- his hips and butt were left relatively unchanged, but clearly diminished from the perfect hourglass they helped form before. And indeed, his chest soon followed, shrinking down quickly from their astounding size to a modest one. Clothes shifted from the bright, colorful skirt and top to shorts and a black top with a skull design. His pierced belly button and cleavage were still all for the world to see. Derek's only relief was the leather jacket that appeared on his shoulders.

He grabbed at his head as his hair shrunk from shoulder level to neck. It changed in hue from blonde to black to dyed purple like a lightshow. Piercings quickly appeared in his ear and nose. The thoughts of Jessica melted away into the darkness of the mind, bubbly delight giving way to darkness and cynicism.

He stumbled for a moment in the boots before the body caught himself for him. He could feel the new personality forming slowly. It was confused at first, but it was growing more defined and clear by the second. Instinctively, he felt himself search through the jacket to find a box of smokes. Quickly retrieving a cigarette, he light one up as his other hand went to his hip.

"So, who am I supposed to be now?" The question came out more sarcastic than he expected, but with the anger at Bonnie's machinations so close and immediate, it felt natural to lean into the personality for now. "No, wait, you'd have forgotten already, huh blondie?"

Bonnie stuck out her tongue childishly, still smug as could be. Still, Derek had a hard time taking her seriously at the moment. These boots gave her serious height over the princess.

"Big talk from the skank. How's it feel being, like, the new slut in town?"

Derek felt like he should be horrified as memories of sleeping around with all sorts of students started filling his mind, but his outrage with Bonnie was letting the new personality take easier grip on his mind.

"Compared to the old slut? I seem to recall you going down with..." She counted down on her fingers. "Wow, all of the football team, Blondie? Love the enthusiasm."

Bonnie giggled maliciously. "But I'm hot. I can get away with it."

"I'm sure everyone's thoughts about you are very respectful."

"Damn right." Bonnie's good mood was vanishing, her glare increasing. "I'm the queen of this school. You're, like, second-rate garbage in the alley."

Derek- no that wasn't the name of this body, it was on the tip of his/her tongue- shrugged. "Think what you want. I like sex, you like sex, we're all for boning down as much as we like. Just don't pretend you're better than me. You're just the silly, fruity, bitchy, self-absorbed Bonnie."

She took another drag from the cigarette and blew the smoke into Bonnie's face. As the gossip girl coughed, she let a little smirk crawl up her black lips. "And I'm Ruby fucking Winters."

Bonnie gave her a look of pure disgust. This was totally not how this was supposed to go! Ruby, like, didn't understand the social hierachy of this situation at all! She was the one who had the power!

"More like... Slutty McSlut."

"Wow. You get 'em champ."

Bonnie huffed stomping her foot. "Why am I even hanging out with a loser like you? I have parties to rock that _you _will never be invited to!"

"Please, you couldn't handle my parties." Ruby frowned, a bit of Derek coming out. "Although, we technically haven't been to either of our parties...."

"Especially not you!" She grinned again, seeing an upper hand in the conversation she didn't actually have. "And while I'll be, like, the hottest shit in town, you'll be down in the muck being a giant losery loser."

"Uh-huh. Sure." Ruby tapped on her cigarette idly. "Why don't you go off and get sucking at whatever guy you've got on a string tonight."

Bonnie was about to quickly add some quick put-downs to really show it to Ruby, but reality was changing too quickly. Even if they remembered the people they used to be, at least partially, the world needed a reason for the two of them to be in the same room like this. And as the new memories rushed over them, the power dynamics would only shift further out of control.