Sure what could it hurt?

You take the pipe and lighter from Alex, you bring the pipe up, spark the lighter and take a hit, hold it. And cough.

Alex laughs, "Not much of a smoker, huh, that's OK." He takes the pipe a lighter and hits it. He puts the pipe away, puts the car in gear and pull away from the curb.

"Now tell me what's wrong." He says.

You now it must be in your head, no way the weed is getting to this quickly but you sigh, relaxing into the familiar vinyl bench seat of Alex's old car, the rumble of its exhaust is a familiar sound. Alex has had this car since he got his license. The first to get his of all your friends a big old land yacht from the '70s. It could hold everyone.

"I don't know where to start" you try "I woke up like this."

"Well you could wake up next to me like that every morning and I'd never complain" interrupts Alex.

"No! You don't understand." You don't know what to say next and pressure of the situation cause it all to come out at once "I,M {FIRSTNAME} God dammit, but I woke up like this. My phone was ringing I answered it and the caller said they'd made me into a girl for 48 hours and that I'd stay this way if I got pregnant and I'd be super fertile and I be super horney and I already sucked Bobby off."

Alex didn't say anything he just drove. You looked over at him his profile was perfect, strong jaw, clear skin. You could see his pecs through the side of the tank top. You shook your head. "Did you hear me?" you ask.

"I don't understand, is this a joke, what is the punchline, there's no way you are John. You blew Bobby?" Alex replied completely confused.

"Dammit who I blew is not important, it me John. I'm the one you've been texting." you reply. "I know y our first time was when Adriana gave it up to you in the back seat of this car after graduation. I know you used to skip out during English to smoke. I know you hid your weed in behind that loose brick in visitor's dugout. I know you..."

"Ok, Ok, I'm pretty sure only John knew about the brick but he could have told you. You did hit that pipe just like he did, all awkward and shit. What happened on our fifth grade field trip to the zoo?" He asked.

"I, I, you dared me eat that entire bag of dried prunes the old bus driver kept and I shit my pants in the butterfly house. I started to cry and you kicked Ms. Speckler in the shin and ran off so I could run to bathroom." you replied.

"Yeah" he laughed "good thing your wore that huge jersey it hung low enough to cover the wet spot after you cleaned up. I don't think John would tell anyone that story. So say I believe you, the worst thing is I hang out with a smoking hot babe and maybe get laughed at later. What do we do? Wait, I do have one question--you blew big Bobby?"

"I, I told you the person on the call said I would get really horny. It was like I couldn't think straight."

Alex gets a shit eating grin and looks over again. "Eyes on the road" you snap.

"What's the plan?" he asks.

"I'm texting mom and dad letting them know I'm hanging with you. I'm going to say we are heading to lake so they won't wonder. Then I don't know, I could use some different clothes. These are moms running clothes. I don't have anything on me but my phone, no wallet." you say.

"Well to the thrift store or my house? We could raid my sisters closet or hit up Goodwill. I'll tell my folks we are headed to the lake as well in case they talk." replies Alex.