Now, I'm sorry that I haven't been using some of ur oc's, but I'll be using some in this chappy! K, now as real authors say, here's where the plot thickens, then again, this story doesn't really have a plot....

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Mary's P.O.V.

When I woke up, the first thing I noticed is that I was being smothered by my blanket. I was confused. That was impossible. This wasn't my thin quilted comforter, it was a heavy wool blanket of some sort. I curled up into a ball. I know I should open my eyes and try to figure out what the hell was going on, but I was afraid to. I finally convinced myself and slowly they opened. I looked into a room that I had never seen before.

This wasn't my new room in South Park. This wasn't my room in Britain. I pinched myself. I wan't dreaming. So I repeat, What the hell is going on?! I, ever so slowly, got out of bed. Instead of my usual flannel pajamas, I was wearing a cami and silk shorts. I looked out the bedroom window. It was snowing. I sighed, relieved. This meant that I was probably in South Park, the only town where it snows in August at 6 in the morning.

I took another look around this room, whose ever it was. I looked at the bedside table and my face lit up. A phone! Now I could figure out whose room this was. I scrolled to the name card.

Name: Lucky Day

I frowned. I didn't see Lucky anywhere. I pulled my eyebrows into a V shape, frustrated. I went to finger-combed my glossy black curls, but suddenly stopped. My hair wasn't curly, it was straight. My frown deepened. I lifted a lock to my face and examined it. My heart sank. In front of me I saw straight brown hair with dark blonde highlights.

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Lucky's P.O.V.

When I woke up the first thing I noticed was that I was freezing my ass off. I opened my eyes and looked around. Whoah, where the hell was I? I wasn't in my own bedroom, this room was filled with moving boxes. I got up and discovered that I was dressed in flannel pajamas. I hate flannel pajamas. They''re so itchy! I was thinking that I should call up my friends and see if they know anything about this, but I didn't have my cell phone with me and didn't actually know any of their numbers. (Damn you modern day cell phones!!!!) But then, the phone on the dresser rang.

I didn't know if I should answer it. I mean, it wasn't mine. But, for whatever reason, I picked it up.

"Um, hello?" I startled myself. That wasn't my voice that just spoke! I had heard the voice before, but I couldn't place who's it was.

"Is this Lucky?" My own voice said back to me. Ok, now I was getting seriously freaked.

"Um, I guess. Whose this?" It was weird asking my own voice who it belonged to.

"It's Mary." Now I got it. This was Mary's voice, but something was different.

"Mary, what's going on?" I asked, exhausted.

"Um, this is going to sound crazy, but I think we might have switched bodies?" She said, her voice rising as if she was aking me a question.

"Oh." I said, exhaling. "That explains everything."

"What do you mean that explains everything?!" She screeched at me. I shook my head. I was used to these types of things happening, but this poor girl didn't have a clue what was going on.

"Relax, Mary. These things happens all the time." I said, trying to calm her down. Sadly, I failed.

"THESE THINGS HAPPEN ALL THE TIME?! WHAT DO I DO? WHAT DO WE DO?! WHY DID I EVEN MOVE TO THIS STUPID TOWN?!" She yelled. I held the phone away from my ear.

"Listen. We have to go to school and act like nothing happened. We just have to act like each other, that's all." I said soothingly.

"But we just met each other. How are we supposed to act like each other?" She wimpered.

"We'll just have to do our best." I replied.

"Ok." She said. "O.M.G. Lucky, you have to talk with a British accent!" She yelled at me.

I was getting pretty tired of this. "Why?" I asked tiredly.

"Because if you don't people will think I was making it all up! Theywon'tbemyfriendandthey'llthinkthatI'mstuckupandit'llbeterrible!" She said quickly.

I could have sworn that I was sobbing over the phone."!" I said and she stopped sobbing. "I'll fake a British accent. Now, you could try to fake a Southern accent. You don't have to do it if you don't want to though, because I barely have one."

"Ok." Said Mary, sounding much more calm now." Oh, and Lucky?"

Jesus, What now?! "Yes?" I asked her.

"You know that scarf I was wearing as a headband yesterday?"

"Yes." I said, pinching the bridge of my nose.

"Could you, um, bring it to school for me?" She asked hopefully.

"Why?" I asked her.

"Well, it's kinda my good luck charm....." She trailed off.

"Listen, Mary." I said sternly. "I know that Mary is your real name, but for now, it's Lucky Day. You don't need anymore good luck. It's all in a name, right?" I said, smiling.

"Right." And I could hear her smiling over the phone, too.

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Mary's P.O.V.

I hung up the phone shakily. Ok, Mary, you can do this. I got out of bed and went to 'my' closet. I looked at all the shirts. Whoah, how much does this girl love red!? I went through all the shirts and settled for a scarlett v-neck and black cami. On to jeans.

I frowned. Nearly all these girl's jeans had holes in them! I can't wear holed jeans outside, I'll freeze! I settledfor a pair of pale blue skinny jeans which had no holes in them, thank god.

Last was shoes. Surprisingly, 75% of these girls shoes were flip-flops. How did she survive?! Was Lucky immune to the cold? I settled for a pair of beige UGGs (Her only pair of UGGs, by the way.)

I was about to leave when Lucky's mom yelled. "Don't forget, honey! Today's band day!" I grabbed the instruement case by the closet and headed out the door.

It wasn't until I was halfway to the school when I realized that I had no idea how to play the guitar.

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Mary's P.O.V. (still)

I was nearly at the front door of the school when someone came up next to me.

"Hey Lucky!" Said a girl with violet hair.

"Hey." I said back. I got nervous. Who was this girl? Lucky obviously knew her. Suddenly, a twitchy boy came up next to her.

"Gah! Hey Vivi! Hey Lucky!" He said to us.

"Hey Tweek!" Vivi said, kissing him on the cheek.

"GAH!" Tweek yelled, causing half the school to look at us. Thankfully, I saw Lucky coming our way, Kyle next to her.

"Um, this is my new friend Mary." I said to Tweek and Vivi.

"Hi." They both said. Clyde showed up at my side. Wow, Lucky must be pretty popular, because people were swarming around me like bees.

"Hey, babe." Clyde said, slipping his hand around my waist. I blushed and glanced at Lucky. She gave me a play-along look.

"Hi, Clyde." I said in reply.

I looked at Lucky in horror. "You're wearing red." I whispered in disguist.

"So are you." Lucky replied. She had a valid point. "This shirt and these pair of jeans still had the tags on them. I finally put them to use." She also said.

"Hey, did you guys plan that?" Clyde spoke up.

Lucky and I looked at each other, confused. "What do you mean?" I asked him.

"Your outfits." Clyde replied, gesturing towards our clothes. Mary and I lookedat each other. It was then that we realized we had the same clothes on.

"Small world, isn't it?" Kyle said, smiling at us.

"Yeah," I said. "It really is."

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K, this is the longest chapter I've ever written. I'd write more, but that would just make it longer, and I don't want to torture you guys! XP

The OC'S:

Vivi Sykes- PiScEs-BlOsSoM69

Lucky Day- Doomed-Orange-Parka