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problem was, once I stopped
running, the sweat glands seemed to just flood open. It wasn’t any
different in Nicole’s body. I was sweating profusely, and my bra
was itchy. Probably a result of the sweat. I needed to get to a
bathroom to take it off.
I entered through the front of the school and
headed for the bathrooms in the science corridor. They seemed to
have the least amount of traffic at any given time of day. School
wouldn’t start for a while, so there was a really good chance I
wouldn’t run into anyone there.
I walked up to the entrance of the boys’
bathroom and stopped. I couldn’t go in there. If someone came in,
I’d wind up in the dean’s office. I took a deep breath and walked
into the girls’ bathroom. Nobody was inside. I walked into one of
the stalls, closed the door and put Nicole’s backpack and purse on
the door coat hook. I pulled the shirt off and wrapped it over the
hook. I pulled the bra straps over my arms, pulled it down to my
waist, turned it around and unfastened it. I waved the shirt around
like a flag, trying to air it out and dry it off. Once it was
passable, I put it back on. I opened the door and headed to the
sink. I got a few paper towels wet and used them to wipe my face,
arms and pits down. Well, that would have to do for now. Time to
find Nicole…well, time to find my body.
I headed out of the restroom and started
toward Nicole’s locker. It was easy to tell she wasn’t there
because there was nobody in sight. I waited at her locker for a few
minutes and headed toward mine. Again, nobody around. I dialed my
combination and opened my locker, realized I had all of Nicole’s
stuff and shut the locker. That’s when I heard my voice call from a
short distance away.
“You!” she cried. It was weird seeing my body
coming toward me, hearing my voice yelling at me. “I don’t know
what you did or how you did it, but you need to undo it now!” The
good news was that the best possible, miserable scenario appeared
to have come true…Nicole seemed to be in my body. The bad news
was…she seemed angry with me. Again!
“Wait, you think I did this?” I said
incredulously. “Now, just how do you think I managed to pull
something like this off?” I said, throwing my hands in the air.
“Well, I know that I didn’t do it!”
she snapped.
“Well, you figured me out! It was all part of
my master plan. I thought, hey, I haven’t been humiliated enough by
this girl, so I’m going to put some…voodoo spell on the both of us
so we…” I lowered my voice to a forceful whisper, “switched
bodies!”
“Well, I don’t know how it happened, but I certainly didn’t wish this to happen,” she hissed.
I laughed sardonically. “After how you
treated me yesterday, if I were going to wish for something to
happen to you, this wouldn’t be it!”
A few people were starting to fill the
hallways now. We weren’t exactly yelling, but it was probably
evident that we were having an argument. Most people were making a
point to look away. Mike saw us and walked up next to Nicole,
obviously thinking she was me.
“Hey Jake! Is everything okay?” He turned and
looked in my direction, glaring at me as if he were trying to tell
me not to mess with his friend.
Nicole turned on Mike. “I’m sorry. You must
be lost. I don’t remember anyone sending you an invitation to this
party, so why don’t you butt out!”
Normally, if this were anyone else, Mike
would have had a snappy comeback and defended himself just fine.
He’s usually good with the quick wit. But Mike thought this was me
talking, and he must have thought I was still angry with him about
yesterday. He stared at Nicole for the slightest second, and began
walking away.
“Hey,” I snapped back, again with the
forceful whisper. I was trying real hard not to draw attention to
us. “Who do you think you are talking to my friend like that? He
doesn’t know what’s going on here and he thinks his best friend
just chewed
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