That night, Jina and Jamar recapped their experiences over dinner.
“So, how was your first day of school?” Mom asked them.
Jamar looked up at her with a death stare. “It sucked. I almost got into a fight with some Bert-looking eyebrow chick, I didn’t have a sports bra so my boobs almost killed me in gym class, and somebody stabbed me and made me have my first period.”
Jina chuckled. “Sounds like a typical day. But what’s going on with your look, J? Why didn’t you do anything with your hair? You look like a sour patch kid from the hood. And sweatpants? Really, J? Sweatpants?”
“I’m sorry!” Jamar threw his hands up. “Not all of us can wake up lookin’ like Lil’ Romeo! You got waves?! You know how long it took me to get my waves? And I wake up looking like a teletubby, my clothes don’t fit, my back is about to snap in half from these basketballs hanging on my chest, and there’s a porcupine in my stomach!”
Mom and Dad both laughed.
But Jina laughed the hardest. “It sounds like being a girl’s a lot harder than you thought. I could help you out if you want.”
Jamar scoffed. “I don’t need your help.”
“Well, if it helps, being a guy is a lot more fun than I thought.”
“Yeah?” Dad asked. “What was the most fun part?”
“I found out I’m really fast! And I already made friends. Everything was so cool. Except for that boner I got in gym class. That was embarrassing.”
Dad threw his head back and laughed. “I remember those.”
“Ha. Ha. Ha.” Jamar said.
“Glad your first days went well,” Mom said, getting up with Dad. “Don’t forget to do the dishes.” And her and Dad left the dining room.
Jina stood, stretched her arms up, and let out a really deep sigh.
“It’s really fun having a penis.”
Jamar looked up then walked over to her. “Yeah? How about now?” And he kicked her in her groin.
Jina bent over and hit the floor, gasping for air. The pain rocked her whole body and her eyes went wide in shock. “What’s happening to me?”
Jamar walked back to his seat. “You’ll be alright.”
Jina lay on the floor, begging her groin to get better and hoping it would soon. The pain was like someone had shot an arrow through her and it had exploded inside her crotch. Her whole lower body was numb. She didn’t think she would ever walk again. She was surprised she wasn’t crying.
But then, seconds later, the pain was gone and she slowly sat up. “You’re a monster.”
“Whatever,” Jamar said.
“But you know what?” Jina stood back up. “I should thank you.”
“Because I found some magazines in your room. I didn’t realize how hot girls are until I became a guy.”
Jamar shook his head then got up and left the dining room. But a minute later, he came back.
“What do you want?” Jina asked him.
Jamar looked at the floor and crossed his hands in front of him. “Can you…can you show me how to put on a pad?”
Jina laughed. “Sorry. You gotta figure that one out on your own.”