MY FREAKIEST DREAM EVER!!!

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We stood there in silence, staring at the mirror.

“Girls!” Mom called. “Breakfast’s ready!”

Suddenly, tears filled Brianna’s eyes (my eyes, actually), and her lip began to quiver. “I want my own body baaaaaack!!” she wailed.

I just stood there gaping at her. Seeing a fourteen year old having a meltdown like a six year old was just…SO WEIRD.

Mom poked her head in the bedroom. “Girls, is everything alright in there?”

“Everything’s fine, mom!” I lied. “I…er, Nikki just…um, really wants her own PJs back!”

“Well okay,” Mom replied all suspicous-like. Then she went back downstairs.

I needed to find a way to calm Brianna down. Fast!

“Hey Brianna, let’s try to get through breakfast. It’ll be fun! Maybe we can freak Mom and Dad out a little.”

A smile spread across Brianna’s face. Which was my face. This was SO CA-RAY-ZEE!!!

So we went to have breakfast. We’d only just sat down when the doorbell rang.

My father frowned. “Nikki, would you get that?”

I kicked Brianna under the table.

“Oh!” she said. “Yeah! Okay!”

Weirdly-Tall-Brianna went to the front door.

“Maybe it’s a package delivery,” my mom murmured.

Then we heard MY VOICE coming out of Brianna’s mouth. And what she said was HORRIFYING!

“Hiiiiiiii, Brandon!!”

I leapt up from the table, knocking over my chair as I sprinted to the front door.

“Brianna!” my mother scolded after me.

“What?” called Brianna-in-my-voice from the front door.

“Hey, Brandon,” I huffed and puffed at the front door, trying to look relaxed and realizing too late I was wearing pajamas about six sizes too big. And I looked like a first grader!

“Hey, Brianna.”

And Brianna-as-me was wearing an ITSY-BITSY nightgown!!!

“Um NIKKI,” I hissed. “Go put on some CLOTHES!!!”

Her eyes went wide and she scurried away from the door.

“Sorry about her,” I said. “What’s up, Brandon?”

He grinned. “Not much, Brianna. Are you still taking ballet?”

“Um, yes?”

“Okay. Well…I was just here to invite Nikki to the opening of the new dog park this afternoon. I thought she might like to go with me? And Max, next door. He’s going to bring his grandma’s dog.”

Brandon was asking me OUT!! Sort of! But I could NOT let Brianna-as-me go out with him! Who KNOWS what would happen?!?!?!

“Oh, um, Nikki’s really sick! She’s really contagious. You should probably go right now so you don’t catch it.”

He took a few steps back. “Really? She looked great.”

OMG!!! He said I looked great!!! But NO! This could NOT happen!!

“Nope, she’s super sick. You better go! But if there’s another dog park opening soon, I’m sure she’d love to go!”

I basically shoved him out the door. I could blame crazy Brianna later. He was halfway down the driveway when Brianna-as-me was BACK, this time wearing her fluffy purple bathrobe, which was no longer than the nightgown. AND she was wearing her glitter plastic dress-up high heels!!

“Brandon!” she called, racing out onto the front steps. “I love you!”

And then I woke up screaming. “NOOOOOOOO!!!”

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