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***Swapped***
Lizzie, Miranda, and Gordo sat in Lizzie's living room watching "Ever After" for about the hundredth time this month. At least that's what it felt like to Gordo.
"Why do you girls insist on watching this movie all the time? It's just so...girly" Gordo said.
"Gordo! We are girls!" Lizzie said.
'Boy, do I know that. Too bad you don't notice I'm a guy.' Gordo thought.
"No one's forcing you to watch this." Miranda said.
"You know what, you're right. I've had enough of this for awhile. As much as I love you guys, and you know I do, I can only handle so much girl stuff. I'm going home. I'll see you tomorrow." Gordo told them, getting up.
"What about our sleepover?" Lizzie whined.
"I'll take a rain check."
"But we're supposed to be going to the mall tomorrow to pick out clothes for my date with Ethan tomorrow night!" Lizzie continued to whine at him.
"It's ok, Liz, I'll be back early tomorrow to drive your highnesses to the mall." Gordo said, laughing. All three of them were sophomores, and 16, but Gordo was the only one with a car.
"Thanks, Gordo!" They both squeaked, and threw their arms around him, just about knocking him over.
"Girls!" Gordo huffed, secretly loving having Lizzie's arms around him. "Miranda, are we still on for the movie then tomorrow night?"
"Hmm, movie with my best friend," Miranda pretended to ponder. "Actually I think my sock drawer needs rearranged."
"Very funny." Gordo replied. He let himself out and let the girls get back to their movie.
After the movie, the girls were both in tears.
"That was beautiful!" Lizzie sobbed.
"Yeah, I don't know why we do this though. We've seen this movie so many times, and we still cry!" Miranda said between tears.
"Oh my God, I still can't believe I'm going on a date with Ethan Craft tomorrow! AH! Ethan Craft."
"I still don't believe it either...you get a date with Ethan, and I get a trip to the foreign film series with Gordo. At least it's in Spanish, so I'll be able to understand most of it. Too bad I'll have to translate for Gordo." Miranda laughed.
"Don't those things have subtitles?" Lizzie asked.
"Usually, but this one they're not doing it." Miranda told her.
"I'm tired. I think it's time to go to bed."
"I agree."
The two girls head upstairs. Lizzie climbs into her bed and Miranda gets into her sleeping bag. Lizzie falls right asleep, but Miranda doesn't. She has trouble getting to sleep. She's thinking about Lizzie and Ethan. She's happy for Lizzie, but also jealous of her. She decides to go and sit on Lizzie's window seat for awhile.
After staring for awhile at the sky, she decides it's time to go to bed. Just before she turns from the window, she sees a shooting star. She closed her eyes.
"I wish I could go on a date with Ethan Craft." She whispered.
She got into her sleeping bag, and this time fell asleep quickly.
The next morning, light spilled into Lizzie's room. Lizzie awoke to find herself in a very uncomfortable position. 'What am I doing on the floor?'. She shrugged, figuring as clumsy as she was she must have fell onto the floor during the night.
She sat up slowly and looked around. 'Ok, why am I in Miranda's sleeping bag?'. This was getting weirder and weirder. She got up to find Miranda. Glancing over at the bed, she noticed something and screamed.
"What's happening?" Miranda said, waking up at Lizzie's scream. She looked over toward Lizzie's scream, and then screamed herself.
"What's going on?" Lizzie said, only she didn't sound like herself. She ran over to the mirror. Two dark brown eyes that did not belong to her stared back at her. She ran her hands through dark brown hair. "How did this happen?"
"I have no idea, I-" Miranda started, and then stopped, remembering last night. "I, um, made a wish last night. I was jealous that you got to go out with Ethan, and so I made I wish that I could go out with Ethan and...I guess this is what happened."
"Miranda, what are we going to do? People are going to think we are crazy!" Lizzie said.
"We defiantly can't tell anyone! No one would believe us anyway!" Miranda walked over to the mirror, and sure enough, light brown eyes and blonde hair greeted her.
"Well, I guess you're going out with Ethan tonight then." Lizzie sighed, irritated.
"I'm really sorry, Lizzie. I didn't mean for this to happen. I'll try and switch us back." Miranda said.
"And how are you going to do that?"
"Well, I made a wish on a shooting star last night, I guess I'll have to wish us back the same way."
"A whole day as Miranda. I don't know if I can handle it. What are people going to say when I, um, you, can't stay on your feet and, um, you don't trip all day?"
"Lizzie, it won't really be that bad. I mean we'll be fine. We know how to act like each other. We're practically twins anyway except-" Miranda stopped. "Uh oh."
"Uh oh? UH OH? What's uh oh?" Lizzie demanded.
"Lizzie, I'm going with Gordo to a Spanish film tonight. To translate. You don't know Spanish." Miranda replied, sitting down to take everything in.
Just then they heard the doorbell ring and Gordo being greeted by Jo McGuire.
"I guess it's too late to call in sick?" Lizzie asked, sheepishly.
"Well, here we go, act, um Miranda-like" Miranda said.
Gordo opened Lizzie's door.
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A/N: This takes place as if "Those Freaky McGuires" hasn't, so no one knows anything about body switching (obviously.). I was going to put this note at the beginning, but I didn't want to exactly give away the plot to anyone who didn't figure it out before it happened.
I will always refer to the character by their name, regardless of whose body they are in.
I'm not abandoning any of my other stories, I just got this idea and had to do it. I thought the other switching stories were cute, and they mostly play on the problems of being another age/gender...I figured, what if Lizzie and Miranda switched? Would anyone know the difference anyway? We'll find out...
***Swapped***
Lizzie, Miranda, and Gordo sat in Lizzie's living room watching "Ever After" for about the hundredth time this month. At least that's what it felt like to Gordo.
"Why do you girls insist on watching this movie all the time? It's just so...girly" Gordo said.
"Gordo! We are girls!" Lizzie said.
'Boy, do I know that. Too bad you don't notice I'm a guy.' Gordo thought.
"No one's forcing you to watch this." Miranda said.
"You know what, you're right. I've had enough of this for awhile. As much as I love you guys, and you know I do, I can only handle so much girl stuff. I'm going home. I'll see you tomorrow." Gordo told them, getting up.
"What about our sleepover?" Lizzie whined.
"I'll take a rain check."
"But we're supposed to be going to the mall tomorrow to pick out clothes for my date with Ethan tomorrow night!" Lizzie continued to whine at him.
"It's ok, Liz, I'll be back early tomorrow to drive your highnesses to the mall." Gordo said, laughing. All three of them were sophomores, and 16, but Gordo was the only one with a car.
"Thanks, Gordo!" They both squeaked, and threw their arms around him, just about knocking him over.
"Girls!" Gordo huffed, secretly loving having Lizzie's arms around him. "Miranda, are we still on for the movie then tomorrow night?"
"Hmm, movie with my best friend," Miranda pretended to ponder. "Actually I think my sock drawer needs rearranged."
"Very funny." Gordo replied. He let himself out and let the girls get back to their movie.
After the movie, the girls were both in tears.
"That was beautiful!" Lizzie sobbed.
"Yeah, I don't know why we do this though. We've seen this movie so many times, and we still cry!" Miranda said between tears.
"Oh my God, I still can't believe I'm going on a date with Ethan Craft tomorrow! AH! Ethan Craft."
"I still don't believe it either...you get a date with Ethan, and I get a trip to the foreign film series with Gordo. At least it's in Spanish, so I'll be able to understand most of it. Too bad I'll have to translate for Gordo." Miranda laughed.
"Don't those things have subtitles?" Lizzie asked.
"Usually, but this one they're not doing it." Miranda told her.
"I'm tired. I think it's time to go to bed."
"I agree."
The two girls head upstairs. Lizzie climbs into her bed and Miranda gets into her sleeping bag. Lizzie falls right asleep, but Miranda doesn't. She has trouble getting to sleep. She's thinking about Lizzie and Ethan. She's happy for Lizzie, but also jealous of her. She decides to go and sit on Lizzie's window seat for awhile.
After staring for awhile at the sky, she decides it's time to go to bed. Just before she turns from the window, she sees a shooting star. She closed her eyes.
"I wish I could go on a date with Ethan Craft." She whispered.
She got into her sleeping bag, and this time fell asleep quickly.
The next morning, light spilled into Lizzie's room. Lizzie awoke to find herself in a very uncomfortable position. 'What am I doing on the floor?'. She shrugged, figuring as clumsy as she was she must have fell onto the floor during the night.
She sat up slowly and looked around. 'Ok, why am I in Miranda's sleeping bag?'. This was getting weirder and weirder. She got up to find Miranda. Glancing over at the bed, she noticed something and screamed.
"What's happening?" Miranda said, waking up at Lizzie's scream. She looked over toward Lizzie's scream, and then screamed herself.
"What's going on?" Lizzie said, only she didn't sound like herself. She ran over to the mirror. Two dark brown eyes that did not belong to her stared back at her. She ran her hands through dark brown hair. "How did this happen?"
"I have no idea, I-" Miranda started, and then stopped, remembering last night. "I, um, made a wish last night. I was jealous that you got to go out with Ethan, and so I made I wish that I could go out with Ethan and...I guess this is what happened."
"Miranda, what are we going to do? People are going to think we are crazy!" Lizzie said.
"We defiantly can't tell anyone! No one would believe us anyway!" Miranda walked over to the mirror, and sure enough, light brown eyes and blonde hair greeted her.
"Well, I guess you're going out with Ethan tonight then." Lizzie sighed, irritated.
"I'm really sorry, Lizzie. I didn't mean for this to happen. I'll try and switch us back." Miranda said.
"And how are you going to do that?"
"Well, I made a wish on a shooting star last night, I guess I'll have to wish us back the same way."
"A whole day as Miranda. I don't know if I can handle it. What are people going to say when I, um, you, can't stay on your feet and, um, you don't trip all day?"
"Lizzie, it won't really be that bad. I mean we'll be fine. We know how to act like each other. We're practically twins anyway except-" Miranda stopped. "Uh oh."
"Uh oh? UH OH? What's uh oh?" Lizzie demanded.
"Lizzie, I'm going with Gordo to a Spanish film tonight. To translate. You don't know Spanish." Miranda replied, sitting down to take everything in.
Just then they heard the doorbell ring and Gordo being greeted by Jo McGuire.
"I guess it's too late to call in sick?" Lizzie asked, sheepishly.
"Well, here we go, act, um Miranda-like" Miranda said.
Gordo opened Lizzie's door.
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A/N: This takes place as if "Those Freaky McGuires" hasn't, so no one knows anything about body switching (obviously.). I was going to put this note at the beginning, but I didn't want to exactly give away the plot to anyone who didn't figure it out before it happened.
I will always refer to the character by their name, regardless of whose body they are in.
I'm not abandoning any of my other stories, I just got this idea and had to do it. I thought the other switching stories were cute, and they mostly play on the problems of being another age/gender...I figured, what if Lizzie and Miranda switched? Would anyone know the difference anyway? We'll find out...