RACHEL'S POV
To say I'm freaking out would be an understatement. How is something like body switching even possible? It's not! And yet I'm sitting here staring at Santana in my body as we drive to her house. This is so confusing! I'll be the first to admit that sometimes I wish that I looked more like Santana, but I never wanted to be her. Now I'm sitting here stuck in her body with a million questions and not a single answer. I feel like I'm stuck in some kind of nightmare and I'm desperately looking for some answers or a way out.
"You're thinking too loud, Berry." Santana says bringing me out of my thoughts "I want to know what's going on too, buy first lets just figure out what we're going to do while we're stuck like this."
"What if we don't find out? What if we're stuck like this?" I I place a hand to my chest and try my best to even out my breathes. I tend to over think things when I'm in a bad situation and then I start hyperventilating "I need my body back!"
"Calm down, Rach." Santana says soothingly as she places her hand on my shoulder "We will not be stuck like this. I promise I'll take care of this." I don't know why, but I actually believe her. I actually believe Santana when she says she'll take care of it. That's enough to make me calm down and catch my breath "There you go. Deep breaths, Rachel." It's so weird to hear her call me Rachel. It's kind of nice though. I wasn't even sure she knew my name at all
"Ok. I'm fine now."
"Are you sure?" Santana asks
"Yup." I nod
"Do you want me to stop by your place? You might be at my place for awhile and we should probably get a few of your things."
"That would be great, Santana." I'm not sure if any of my clothes will fit me while I'm stuck in Santana's body, but there are other things I could grab while we're there. Plus Santana is still covered in slushy, so she might want to change into something that would fit "You could just clean that off at my place."
"Do you have anything that won't make mw look like an over grown toddler?" Santana teases
"I told you that I hate dressing that way, Santana. I have plenty of other clothes you could look through. I'm sure you'll find something to your liking." She rolls here eyes playfully before we head to my place
The rest of the drive was completely silent. We're probably just thinking the same thing. How did we end up like this and how do we fix it? How do we even go about fixing it? Do we search the Internet? Do we check out books from the library?
"We're here, Berry." I must of been so lost in thought that I didn't realize we pulled up to my house "Do you know what you're going to grab?"
"Just my laptop and maybe a couple outfits. After all you're not that much taller than me and I'm sure I have something that will fit." I answer before we get out of the car and start walking inside
"As long as you don't wear those God awful sweaters while you're in my body then I'm cool with that." I can tell she's joking, so I don't feel hurt by her comment
Actually when she's nice like this her comments sound more like joking around instead of her trying to find ways to hurt me. I'd take this Santana over the one I see at school any day. I could be friends with this Santana.
SANTANA'S POV
You know once Rachel relaxes and isn't whining about how she deserves solos and shit, she's actually ok. I mean yeah we've only mist drove from the school to her house, but I didn't feel the need to smack her once. I'm not saying we're going to be best friends now, but I think we'll be cool until we get back into our own bodies
"Where can I shower?" I ask as we walk through the living room
"My bedroom upstairs. It's the first door on the right. You can get some clothes out of the top dresser."
"Cool." I say before I run upstairs to her room. I chuckle at the big gold star on the door as I walk in. Holy shit her room looks just like I'd imagine it would. Fucking pink everywhere and stuffed animals. I even knew she'd have freaking Broadway posters all over. I shake my head at the room beofre opening her dresser and looking for something to wear
She wasn't lying when she said that she had some nice clothes. It kind of makes me feel like shit for being the reason she doesn't wear that at school, but I quickly get over it since I figure we don't have time for me to feel guilty. I just grab some jeans and a black v neck before I slam the drawer shut.
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What the hell is that? I turn my head and see the top drawer that I just shut shaking like crazy. Does Berry have a phone in there? No she doesn't, because I feel it in the pocket of this skirt. Then what the hell is in there? Can it be what I think it is? I slowly make my way back to the dresser and open the top drawer. The buzzing noise is getting louder. I move so clothes around to see what I can find and, holy shit! It is what I think it is! Rachel fucking Berry has a vibrater! I didn't know that girl had it in her.
I mean I guess she definitely had it in her, but that's not what I meant when I said she had it- you know what shut up! I see a vibrater and I get dirty thoughts. Don't judge me! I guess it is kind of surprising though. To think that a prude like Rachel Berry owns a sex toy. I guess she's not as much of a prude as I thought. What the hell am I suppose to do now though? Do I leave it alone? Do I turn it off? I could tease her about it, but I don't want to embarrass her. Ha? That's funny. Since when don't I want to embarrass Rachel Berry? You know what fuck it
I just pick it up, turn it off, and throw it back into the drawer along with the rest of her clothes. I shake my thoughts away of Rachel and her sex toy and go to the bathroom to take a shower. I close the bathroom door and quickly throw off this sweater and skirt. Oh my God! This day is just full of surprises, isn't it? Rachel Berry is fucking hot! Damn those fucking sweaters for denying the world this magnificent body! Between this and the sex toy I just found, I can feel the wetness between my legs
Fuck I'm sick. I'm getting turned on by Rachel Berry's body while I'm in Rachel Berry's body. I haven't even seen her whole body yet. I shouldn't be staring at her body. I'm only getting undressed to get rid of the slushy that I threw at Rachel. Funny how that happened ha? I take off the underwear I'm wearing and then the bra. Berry is so fucking hot it's criminal. I turn in the water and hop into the shower. I guess I didn't realize that washing Rachel's body means I'm actually going to have to touch it
I take a deep breath as I grab a washcloth and run it up and down Rachel's body. I can't help but feel like some creepy pervert, but I can't help it. Seeing just how hot Rachel is and seeing that sex toy was enough to get me wet. I'm trying so hard not to get turned on, but it's not working. Let me just think here. What turns me off? Finn Hudson. Yup that did it. Thank God too, because I refuse to molest Rachel's body while I'm stuck inside of it. That's just sick. I just finish washing off and get dressed before I head downstairs. I really hope Rachel got everything she needed, because I'm ready to go
"Rachel? Honey are you home?" Holy shit is that her dads? What if they see Rachel downstairs? They're going to think it's me! Do they even know who I am? This is not good!
"In here!" No! No! No! What the fuck are you doing Rachel? You're not you right now you're me! I run downstairs as fast as I can, but I'm too late. The Berry dads are staring at Rachel thinking that their staring at me
"What the hell are you doing here?" The bigger of the Berry men asks. By the face Rachel is making I can tell that she knows she fucked up
"I...um...I-"
"I asked what the hell you were doing here?" He shouts this time
"Dad!" I shout running into the kitchen "I must ask that you please don't yell at Santana like that. Can't you tell you've startled her?"
"Rachel, why are you hanging out with this girl?" The other father asks
"I've decided that I wanted to offfer Santana my friendship. Now before you say anything, I know that she has tormented me in the past, buy I believe in giving second chances. She's been nothing, but kind to me ever since we started spending time together." Both men seem to buy my story and nod their heads
"Ok. If Rachel is willing to give you a chance then we are too." The smaller dad says. I really should learn which is which, because this os fucking confusing
"Dads? Is it ok if I spend the night over at Santana's?" I ask tilting my head and batting my eyes
"On a school night?" Bigger Berry asks
"Santana will take me to school in the morning. Please please please." I pout
"Ok."
"Thank you!" I shouts as I wrap my arms around them "I took the liberty of packing on the slight chance that you'd say yes." I say as I grab the bag that has Rachel's stuff
"Just call us if you get scared and need us to pick you up."
"Dad." I whine as if I'm actually Rachel
"We had to pick you up last time." Smaller Berry says
"That was ten years ago, Hiram." He has a name!
"I just worry about her, Leroy." And so does the other one!
"I assure you guys that I'll be perfectly fine. Santana will watch after me, right San?" I ask looking directly into my own eyes
"Yes. She'll be perfectly fine with me, Mr Berrys." She answers
"See. We'll be fine. Thank you guys." I kiss each of them om the cheek before heading out the door, so Rachel and I can finally go to my place
"We love you, Sweetheart!"
"I love you too, Dads!" I smirk as Rachel and I walk out the front door. And the Oscar goes to...me mother fucker!