John sends Richard away

"You changed my family?! You're an asshole!"

"Whatever." John rolled his eyes. "I'll find someone whose interested in actually having fun."

SNAP

Richard was no longer standing in a park, he was standing in the middle of a weirdly familiar room. It had the dimensions of his apartment, but everything was slightly different. There were pictures on the walls. His sheets were now teal. A pile of clothes in the corner of the room contained weirdly bright, pastel colored shirts and he saw bras draped cross the back of his office chair.

"Damnit!" It was Richard's room. Or, more likely, Rachel's room. He walked to his closet and ran his hand through his new collection of dresses. Most of them felt silken and he loved their colors. They reminded him of the cloth's his crush, Aanya wore. He was happy to see that he they spanned the range of conservative to frisky. He could slowly build his confidence a bit before really showing off his new body.

Everyone in the world expected him to be Rachel now. He walked into the bathroom and pulled his tee shirt over his head. The woman looking back in the mirror was an olive skinned beauty. His mother would have killed for him to bring a girl like this home. He started to make weird faces at his reflection. He pretended to pout. To stick his tongue out. He placed his hands on his hips and did his best to mimic the mannerisms of his older sister.

His fun was interrupted by the sound of his phone vibrating from the other room. He rushed over to his purse and fished it out. He noticed a couple feminine care products and did his best to push that memory out of his head. That's an issue for another time.

Aanya's name was on the caller ID. He had a crush on her since his freshman year, but it was a distant crush. Aanya shouldn't have his phone number. He swallowed and hit accept. "Hey, it's Rachel," he said, trying his best to sound calm and disinterested.

"Hey, girl! You want to grab a coffee? I need to bitch about Brad for a bit. I can meet you there in twenty minutes."

This was a dream come true. Maybe Rachel and Aanya are friends. Why wouldn't they be? Aanya was awesome and they had a lot of interests in common, even if he was too shy to talk with her about them.

"Yeah. I'll see you soon." Richard hit the end button and put the phone down on his bed. Like it or not, he was about to get a crash course in being a hot college chick.