Before I could take action for this sudden transformation, I noticed the giant Jessica climbing to her feet. She was even bigger than I could have ever imagined. She bent down and started packing everything up. With everything at hand, she looked down at me again. "Well," she said, "I think it's about time we found your big brother and got you back home."
"What!?" The shrill, screeching sound of Katie's girly voice ringed out of my mouth, to my disgust. My sudden reaction however, was not enough to gain a reply from the massive woman who, in response, tightly grabbed my wrist and dragged me across the beach. I tried to resist, but it was no use, her grip was far too tight, and her strength was overwhelming. In the end, I gave in, and continued to follow Jessica through the sea of people until we reached the concrete.
"I don't know what's wrong with you today," Jessica added as you unwillingly followed her towards Jordan's car, "But there's no need to behave that way young lady!"
With that said, I noticed Jordan Andrews, once one of my best friends, open the back door of his car. There, Jordan bent down and picked me up, as if I were a stuffed doll, and threw me into the back of his car, as Jessica followed behind me. The door was slammed shut. I tried to open the opposite door, but to my disappointment, Jordan had already installed child locks on the car. I was stuck. With a massive Jessica looming over me, there was no chance of escape.
From the front passenger seat, another familiar voice popped out. "Hello Katie," said Kelly Walcott, Jordan's red-haired girlfriend, "Did you enjoy your day at the beach?"
Suddenly Jessica interrupted. "Sorry Kelly," she said, looking down at me with a stern look upon her face, "But she was starting to play up when I told her that we were leaving."
"Well then," Kelly's expression suddenly changed, "Somebody's been a naughty girl, have they?"
As Kelly turned back around, Jordan entered the car and started the engine. As the car moved forward, the beach had already disappeared out of sight. At that point, I lost hope. If there was even a glimmer of hope to at least find out what happened to the real Katie in my old body, it had disappeared along with my view of the beach.
What was I to do now? There was no way I'd be able to find my old body on my own. I had to find help, and at this point, it seemed that I only had three options. But who could I trust the most? I didn't think that Jessica would even believe me, let alone help me, and neither would Kelly. And Jordan was never really open minded, so it may be difficult trying to convince him too.
As the car pulled up in front of Jordan and Jessica's house, the back door swung open.
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