Swapping Bodies With Mr. Player

Chapter Two: WTF

Jake

I woke up to an alarm that sounded nothing like mine. Maybe I changed it last night or something.

My eyes were heavy and when I looked around, my room looked different. Instead of the walls being white, they were painted a light purple and there were posters of bands I didn't recognize.

What kind of bad dream was this?

I got out of bed, still groggy, and walked into a bathroom nearby. I splashed water into my face before looking up. I screamed which was a girlier pitch than my scream. I had short curly blonde hair with blue eyes.

I heard footsteps and a woman ran into the bathroom.

"What happened, Peyton?" the woman asked.

"Who's Peyton?" I asked.

"You. Are you sleepwalking again?" the woman said.

I didn't answer.

"Get ready for school. Breakfast will be ready," the woman said, patting me on the head before walking off.

As she walked off, I took another look at myself. Whoever I was, I was pretty.

Deciding to take advantage of this dream, I fluffed my boobs before getting dressed. I put on shorts and a skimpy off the shoulder top with pretty flats. My hair was put in a ponytail and I put on lip gloss before skipping down the steps.

I saw my "mom" cook breakfast and it smelled fantastic. From what I could smell, it was sausages and eggs. I'm truly your stereotypical dude.

She handed me a plate but while doing so, gave me a look.

"What?" I asked, mouth full.

"You look nice. Impressing a boy you like?" Mom asked.

"Just felt like it," I answered truthfully.

"Are you impressing that Jake Ryan boy you like so much?" Mom asked.

"I am-," I began to say but quickly shut my mouth.

"What were you going to say?" Mom asked.

"Nothing," I mumbled.

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As I arrived at school, I realized it all felt kind of real.

What if this isn't a dream? What if...I'm a girl? What about my manhood?

Before I could worry anymore, I saw me.

Me was leaning against a locker, looking scared as hell.

Running towards me, we faced eachother in shock.

"Who are you?" I asked, "And why are you in my body?"

"I can ask you the same question. I woke up like this," Myself answered.

"Wait a minute. Aren't you the girl I met at the buffet last night?" I asked.

"Yeah. And you're Jake. Let's get to the more important question... how'd this happen?" Myself asked.

"It must've happened between when we left the buffet and this morning. Did anything weird happen before you fell asleep?" I asked.

"I felt really dizzy and nauseated and then I collapsed to sleep," Myself answered.

"Maybe this is a dream. Let's just ride this out and everything will be normal tomorrow," I replied.

"What if it isn't?" Myself asked.

"You worry too much," I answered.

"I like my own body, ok?!" Myself snapped.

"Jesus," I said, holding my hands up in defense.

Just then, the bell rang and we put our backpacks on our shoulders.

"Luckily, I think we have the same classes so no confusion about that. Thank God," Myself said.

"You have a name?" I asked as we went up the stairs.

"Peyton. Since you're in my body, try to remember that. Don't be calling me Jake or else people will doubt my sexuality," Peyton replied.

"That'll be great idea," I said sarcastically.

Peyton shot death daggers at me before entering into the classroom.

Mr. Daniels (History teacher) looked at both of us before saying, "You are late, Ms. Lexis and Mr. Ryan. Find your seat quietly."

I didn't know Peyton's seat so I looked at her before she nodded her head (which was my handsome head) and pointed behind some nerdy looking kid. I smiled before walking.

She sat in my seat which was weird cuz I didn't think she knew my seat but I quickly shrugged it off.

As soon as Mr. Daniels lecture on World War 2 began was when my eyes began to shut.