Switched
Chapter Two
The sound of her pink high heeled shoes gently echoed through the hallway as she walked forward. Her purple skirt gently flowed back and forth as she proudly proceeded to her destination. Flipping her dark blond hair to the side, the girl looked forward with her eyes exposed and lightly hued pink. As the lights of the hallway shined down, they reflected off the girl's glistening pink lips. Some people noticed her, and were taken back.
"Quinn?" asked Mark, feeling his heart start to pound.
"That's my name," the girl proudly answered, walking right past the boy, letting him continue to drool over her. Quinn wasn't good enough before, she's not good enough now, Nicole thought, pulling her purse back on her shoulder.
"Wow...you look great," Vince confessed, knowing how lucky he was to be with such a nice, sweet, pretty girl.
"Thanks," Quinn answered, taking a seat on the blanket, going out of her way to put her right leg forward, and her left leg arcing over it; a super-model pose, she thought. "Back at'cha." Time to show how smart Nicole Bistrow can really be, Quinn happily thought. "So..." Nicole said, leaning forward, wearing a sexy look on her face. "I saw you swimming earlier. Did you know you came into contact with one of the most infinite realms on earth?"
"Really?" Vince replied, leaning back, showing off his muscular, slightly tan body.
"Yeah," 'Nicole' answered, leaning in closer. "We know more about outer space than the oceans." Quinn began to feel how powerful and beautiful she was.
"That's...amazing," the boy replied, his breath fading into the mist.
"So...wanna dive into the unknown?" Quinn invited, her voice almost in a whisper.
"Only if you're with me," Vince answered, no longer able to keep a smile off his face. Nicole smiled, and then took her soon-to-be lover's hand. Together, the two ran towards the shimmering water, kicking up gentle clouds of sand behind them.
Harmonically, the teens jumped into the ocean, feeling the cool embrace on their bodies. Gasping for air, the two shot out of the water, their hair soaked and gently clinging to their faces. "Wow," Nicole exclaimed, gazing into Vince's warm eyes.
"Wow..." the boy replied, no longer able to appear cool. Vince put his arms around Nicole's back, feeling her smooth stomach. Slowly, the two began to lean in closer, ready for something they knew was coming.
Wait...what am I doing? Quinn asked herself, growing uneasy. I can't kiss Nicole's boyfriend...I'm not into this kind of...romance. Oh, this is so wrong...He's touching me...Oh... Vince's lips were cool and glistening with droplets from the ocean. They felt so magical; nothing like what Mark offered. This was him being blown away by her, and vice-versa.
'Quinn' walked into her classroom, where she was scheduled to test some chemicals. Unfortunately, Nicole had no idea about what any of them did. "Not good," she said. "...Eh." Nicole pulled out a stool, and began painting Quinn's nails. It was a lovely shade of purple; like the kind Quinn wore when she first arrived at PCA. "Wonder why she never wears makeup anymore," she said to herself. "She looked hot in that picture Logan had..."
"Um, Quinn?" nervously greeted Jake, a blond teenager with some interests in science.
"Hey," Nicole replied, looking up from her nails. "What's up?"
"Um, I was reading over some of your notes, and I just wanted to tell you...You're amazing," the boy continued.
"Thanks," the dark-haired girl replied. "I try."
"Um, could...I, um...hug you?" Jake asked, his heart pounding.
"Uh...okay," Nicole answered, sounding confused. The boy slowly walked over to Quinn, put his arms out, and pressed against her, only to be pushed out by an unseen force. "Whoa," Nicole declared, looking at her now-massive breasts.
"Wow...Um, I'll, um... see you later," Jake said before running away.
"Bra airbag, I take it," Nicole said, still staring at her bosoms. "Hmm."
Meanwhile, Zoey lay on her bed, feeling her poofy, overly-curled hair. I feel like a poodle, she thought. And the worst part is...I could really go for a double ham sandwich. Hope Lola tracks down Coco soon.
Lola quickly walked down the hallway. "Have you seen Zoey?" she asked a random girl.
"No, I'm sorry," the girl answered before continuing on her way.
"Have you seen Zoey Brooks?" Lola asked another girl. As if offended, the girl kept walking. "Have you seen Zoey?"
"Yeah, she's raiding the refrigerator," answered a redheaded girl with a Spider-Man suit on.
"Why are you...Nevermind, thanks," Lola replied before charging down to the cafeteria. Zoey's gonna kill me if I don't stop Coco. The Puerta Rican girl took a deep breath, then entered the cafeteria, closing the door behind her. "Um...Zoey?" she asked.
"What?" Zoey's voice called back, sounding muffled. Lola walked over to the freezer in the front of the girl's cafeteria. Lola walked over to Coco, and saw her friend laying against the freezer, her lips red with some kind of sauce, and her stomach bloated out of her shirt.
"Wow, Zoey...you must be...tired after all that...eating," Lola replied. "Here, lemme take you back to our dorm."
"Um, I don't know, I'm kinda..." Coco began to answer.
"There's more food there," the girl interrupted. Zoey held her hand out for Lola to take.
Nicole lay next to Vince on the beach, letting the sun kiss her body. "I really like hanging out with you, Vince," Quinn said, her voice sweet.
"Me too," Vince replied, gazing into Nicole's devastating eyes. "Um...do you wanna...catch a movie tomorrow night?"
"Yeah, sure," Quinn answered. "Cool. Oh, I gotta get going...Kiss goodbye?" Vince smiled, and gave Nicole another kiss.
That night, Nicole walked into Room 101, clad in her bikini. "That was nice," she said, completely forgetting about her wrap.
"Not too nice, I hope," Nicole replied, walking out of the shower, clad in a towel. Her dark brown hair was wet and tasseled. "So...will we see each other again?"
"Oh, I think so," Quinn answered, grabbing a brush and combing out her wet hair. "We were invited to a movie tomorrow night."
"Awesome," Nicole replied, spraying some perfume into Quinn's underarms. "Thanks, Quinn."
"...Yeah," the intelligent girl guiltily said, sitting down on a footstool. "Oh, how did my day go?"
"Great," Nicole answered, puckering her lips and applying some red lipstick. "In fact...you're gonna be going on a date tomorrow, too."
"What?" Quinn snapped, jumping up.
"Calm down, Bikini Girl," Nicole replied. "Some guy named Zeke saw me in the science lab, said he loved my report on the discovery of the atom, and asked to take me to a movie tomorrow. Maybe we can double date."
"Why would you agree to something like that without my permission?" Quinn replied.
"Would you rather I turned him down?" Nicole shot back. "...That's not how I talk."
"...And I didn't act like myself on that date," Quinn added. "I felt like...like I really was you."
"And I usually hate that purple nail polish you used to wear," the dark-haired girl continued. "...Oh my gosh."
"We're turning into each other," Quinn shrieked. "...Where's Zoey?"
"Her body's locked in the bathroom," Nicole answered. "Her respective mind is currently...I mean, the real her's in the kitchen with Lola."
"We're back," Lola said, walking in with Coco's body. "Wow, Zoes, you really binged out."
"Can you blame me?" Zoey replied. "My...he left me again."
"Who?" Lola asked. "...You're not acting like yourself."
"And I fear it may be that way forever," Nicole declared, her voice growing grave. "I must...I mean, Quinn has to find an antidote."
"Well, what am I supposed to do?" Quinn replied, her voice picking up a sassy tone. "My camera's gone."
"Then we have to find that camera before we lose Zoey," Lola said, her tone growing grave. "This looks like it's getting worse by the minute."
"...She didn't make me fat, did she?" Zoey asked, seemingly back to herself for the time being.
"It's a cute kind of fat," Lola answered. "I'm gonna find the camera. You guys stay right here." The girl ran out of the room.
"This is bad," Quinn confessed, starting to comb out her long brown locks. "Oh...I need a hot oil treatment."
"How can you obsess over your appearance at a time like this?" Nicole demanded. "Our consciousness are being permanently misappropriated. If we don't stop it, we might lose ourselves forever."
"Bummer," a less than enthused Zoey replied, laying down on her bed.
"Who's gonna watch this new X-Men movie?" Chase asked, turning off the t.v.
"Chase, have you seen a camera outside by the girl's dorm?" Lola asked, running into the room.
"No, I'm sorry," the boy answered. In despair, Lola ran back outside. Maybe Stacey saw it, she thought.
"You know, I never knew how stressed you were," Nicole said, looking over at Quinn. "I mean...you feel like you're carrying the world."
"And you only feel good about yourself when other people think you should," Quinn replied.
"And Coco cares way too much about having a boyfriend," Zoey added. "That's why she overeats so much...to fill the void she made for herself."
"And Zoey needs to get more in touch with her emotions," Coco called out. "It's like sifting through a jungle in your head. What is it with you and Chase, anyway?"
"Just go to sleep," Zoey called back, only to find her friends looking at her; thinking the same thing as Coco. "...It's complicated."
"Are you sure you haven't seen it?" Lola asked, her tone growing frantic.
"I'm shorry, Lola," Stacey said. "I haven't sheen any kind of camera. The electricity jusht turned back on a few hours ago."
Lola heard the roar of thunder above her, and looked up to see a similar storm raging above her. "...The storm...the electricity...I've got it!" The Puerta Rican girl ran outside.
"Lola, wait!" Stacey called, giving chase. Soon, the two were outside, and witnessed a bolt of lightning strike mere feet away from them. The two screamed, then found themselves laying next to their bodies on the floor.
"Oh, man," Lola moaned, feeling herself fighting a lisp.
