They settle on Black, and Bonnie calls you over.
“What’s up sis?” You ask.
“Um, I’m not your sister. I’m white. You are a Black girl named Diavion.”
Aside from your memories (obviously), your blonde hair and fair skin immediately change, now being dark and black respectively. Your face changes just a bit while you get a fair bit curvier.
“Hehe, what was I saying, Bonnie?” You say.
“Nothing much Diavion. We were just talking.”
“Ooh, OK!”