Chapter 17
Switched: Carol
AN: This chapter may insult a certain reader, as it's about her. It's a little embarrassing for her, but I told her that if she didn't give me my hat, this would get written. Guess what? That was yesterday, and I still have no hat. So, here's our little exposé. Note: Most of this chapter is a conversation in a chat room between our heroes, so it's a little weird.
Monday morning.
I was stuck in Jim.
That meant I had to take all his classes.
Almost no problem. Almost.
They were all the same classes, except for Algebra. I had a lower class, known as just 1A. He was in 1B. I didn't know how to do the advanced math.
Mrs. Burgoyne wrote a problem up on the whiteboard: 4x² - 9. "Mr. Hawkwind, factor," she told me.
"I..." What could I say? I had no idea what to do!
I threw Goliath (who wasn't as much of a Goliath as Stephanie would have you believe) a pleading glance. He (well, she, but yeah) said:
"Mrs. Burgoyne, Jim didn't have a good weekend. There was a tragedy in his family, so he's a little off."
Thank you, I mouthed.
"Oh," said the teacher. "Well then, I'm sorry. Anyone else?"
Megan raised her hand and answered. "It's a difference of two squares, so it's two-x plus three, two-x minus three."
Mrs. Burgoyne wrote that on the board: (2x + 3) (2x - 3).
"Thank you. Today, we'll be reviewing for Wednesday's test."
Test?!?
"It will be over all of chapter eight."
Eight?!?
We were only on chapter 2 in our class!
* * *
History wasn't bad, except that we had to watch the most boring video ever.
I would have slept, but Mr. Flint said he would ask us questions afterward. Instead, I tried to pay attention.
Not easy.
The pictures of heroes from some war kept turning into pictures of Steve. He, well, Kerry inside him, would be in Science now. Steve himself would have been in Algebra down in the Library. I wouldn't get to see "him" until next period, when he and Jim shared Study Hall.
Finally, the video ended, and Bob (in my body) woke abruptly when the lights turned on. Of course, the teacher asked him the first question. Also of course, he didn't know the answer.
"Strike one, Miss Jones."
Great. There went my reputation.
Then Emma and Tommy got the next questions, answering them right. Two out of three gave us no homework that day. Good. None for any classes meant that I could work with the others to get our bodies back.
In Study Hall, we met in the Library, where we were supervised by Amanda Otstott, who had graduated a few years before and now coached the dance team. She didn't really care if we did homework or not, just as long as we weren't too loud.
I sat there for a few minutes, staring at Steve, until Kerry noticed. "Why are you staring at me?" she asked.
"Um..."
I stopped.
I looked over at "Isaac". He was drawing something. I pulled out a piece of paper and wrote "hey".
"Hey," he replied.
"What're you drawing?"
"Aipom."
"Okay..."
"Yeah, I got bored."
"LOL."
"So yeah, how is it living at Jim's house?"
"Pretty normal, but his brothers keep driving me crazy."
"He has brothers?"
"Yeah, two. Ryan is eleven, and Daniel is eight."
"Wow. Who knew?"
* * *
Later, at home, we all got on the Internet. I logged onto my own screen name on Instant Messenger: PonytaGirl06.
Everybody else was online. I was invited into an already-started chat room.
The conversation went a little like this:
PonytaGirl06: hey everybody!
HickGirl33: Hey, Carol! (Courtney, apparently)
UncannyElf02: we were just talking about how we can go against the rockets (Jim)
OLINEMAN: were gonna go kill em! (Isaac, an offensive lineman on the football team)
SAVEPA: you do that, sac. (Steve's initials and our school's abbreviation)
CreamFlame65: hey wait, where's goliath? (Maya)
KerBear92: where is the terminator? (Kerry)
I checked the list of people in the room, then who was online. Terminator77 wasn't on there.
CreamFlame65: oh no...
Klepto9226: what? (Bob)
CreamFlame65: NVM (short for never mind for all you computer illiterate "ppl")
IHEARTNATALIE: whatever (I'm not even gonna tell you who that was).
EPAcheer3: i wonder where he is (Natalie, a cheerleader)
CreamFlame65: i would tell, but i better not
NewsGirl: as far as i can tell, he's not supposed to be anywhere right now, because i'm not (Stephanie, named after her favorite band)
CreamFlame65: i dont go anywhere about now regularly... where could he be?
HickGirl33: Don't know, but we can fill him in later.
UncannyElf02: yeah. so back to what we were saying...
Klepto9226: YOINK! *grabs Jim's wallet and runs away*
UncannyElf02: hey! give that back!
MexicanMaster has entered the room.
SAVEPA: what the?
MexicanMaster: mwahahahahahahahahahaha!!!
NewsGirl: Cos?
MexicanMaster: yes, it is i!
UncannyElf02: goo?? howd you get in here?
MexicanMaster: somebody invited me... :)
Klepto9226: YOINK! *steals cos' hat*
MexicanMaster: why you little... give that back!
IHEARTNATALIE: keep away! keep away!
Klepto9226: *throws it to Carol*
I typed that I caught it and threw it to Kerry.
KerBear92: *throws it to Steph*
MexicanMaster: i DEMAND that you return my hat, former slave!
NewsGirl: no
MexicanMaster has left the room.
PsychicWitch has entered the room.
PsychicWitch: *mentally steals back the master's hat*
CreamFlame65: no! *jumps on Sabrina*
EPAcheer3: *grabs hat from air* ha!
PonytaGirl06: we win
PsychicWitch: You've just made this all the harder on yourselves. *vanishes*
PsychicWitch has left the room.
HickGirl33: What did she mean by "all the harder on us"?
NewsGirl: well, whatever it is, you can bet it wont be nice. i was under her control for like a year. shes ruthless.
AN: So, there you have it. Oh, a cookie to whoever can tell me Stephanie's favorite band that her screen name is from. Still, nobody has guessed last chapter's song. It's not hard, but only Philjoelrox might know it, but she has no computer, so yeah.
Switched: Carol
AN: This chapter may insult a certain reader, as it's about her. It's a little embarrassing for her, but I told her that if she didn't give me my hat, this would get written. Guess what? That was yesterday, and I still have no hat. So, here's our little exposé. Note: Most of this chapter is a conversation in a chat room between our heroes, so it's a little weird.
Monday morning.
I was stuck in Jim.
That meant I had to take all his classes.
Almost no problem. Almost.
They were all the same classes, except for Algebra. I had a lower class, known as just 1A. He was in 1B. I didn't know how to do the advanced math.
Mrs. Burgoyne wrote a problem up on the whiteboard: 4x² - 9. "Mr. Hawkwind, factor," she told me.
"I..." What could I say? I had no idea what to do!
I threw Goliath (who wasn't as much of a Goliath as Stephanie would have you believe) a pleading glance. He (well, she, but yeah) said:
"Mrs. Burgoyne, Jim didn't have a good weekend. There was a tragedy in his family, so he's a little off."
Thank you, I mouthed.
"Oh," said the teacher. "Well then, I'm sorry. Anyone else?"
Megan raised her hand and answered. "It's a difference of two squares, so it's two-x plus three, two-x minus three."
Mrs. Burgoyne wrote that on the board: (2x + 3) (2x - 3).
"Thank you. Today, we'll be reviewing for Wednesday's test."
Test?!?
"It will be over all of chapter eight."
Eight?!?
We were only on chapter 2 in our class!
* * *
History wasn't bad, except that we had to watch the most boring video ever.
I would have slept, but Mr. Flint said he would ask us questions afterward. Instead, I tried to pay attention.
Not easy.
The pictures of heroes from some war kept turning into pictures of Steve. He, well, Kerry inside him, would be in Science now. Steve himself would have been in Algebra down in the Library. I wouldn't get to see "him" until next period, when he and Jim shared Study Hall.
Finally, the video ended, and Bob (in my body) woke abruptly when the lights turned on. Of course, the teacher asked him the first question. Also of course, he didn't know the answer.
"Strike one, Miss Jones."
Great. There went my reputation.
Then Emma and Tommy got the next questions, answering them right. Two out of three gave us no homework that day. Good. None for any classes meant that I could work with the others to get our bodies back.
In Study Hall, we met in the Library, where we were supervised by Amanda Otstott, who had graduated a few years before and now coached the dance team. She didn't really care if we did homework or not, just as long as we weren't too loud.
I sat there for a few minutes, staring at Steve, until Kerry noticed. "Why are you staring at me?" she asked.
"Um..."
I stopped.
I looked over at "Isaac". He was drawing something. I pulled out a piece of paper and wrote "hey".
"Hey," he replied.
"What're you drawing?"
"Aipom."
"Okay..."
"Yeah, I got bored."
"LOL."
"So yeah, how is it living at Jim's house?"
"Pretty normal, but his brothers keep driving me crazy."
"He has brothers?"
"Yeah, two. Ryan is eleven, and Daniel is eight."
"Wow. Who knew?"
* * *
Later, at home, we all got on the Internet. I logged onto my own screen name on Instant Messenger: PonytaGirl06.
Everybody else was online. I was invited into an already-started chat room.
The conversation went a little like this:
PonytaGirl06: hey everybody!
HickGirl33: Hey, Carol! (Courtney, apparently)
UncannyElf02: we were just talking about how we can go against the rockets (Jim)
OLINEMAN: were gonna go kill em! (Isaac, an offensive lineman on the football team)
SAVEPA: you do that, sac. (Steve's initials and our school's abbreviation)
CreamFlame65: hey wait, where's goliath? (Maya)
KerBear92: where is the terminator? (Kerry)
I checked the list of people in the room, then who was online. Terminator77 wasn't on there.
CreamFlame65: oh no...
Klepto9226: what? (Bob)
CreamFlame65: NVM (short for never mind for all you computer illiterate "ppl")
IHEARTNATALIE: whatever (I'm not even gonna tell you who that was).
EPAcheer3: i wonder where he is (Natalie, a cheerleader)
CreamFlame65: i would tell, but i better not
NewsGirl: as far as i can tell, he's not supposed to be anywhere right now, because i'm not (Stephanie, named after her favorite band)
CreamFlame65: i dont go anywhere about now regularly... where could he be?
HickGirl33: Don't know, but we can fill him in later.
UncannyElf02: yeah. so back to what we were saying...
Klepto9226: YOINK! *grabs Jim's wallet and runs away*
UncannyElf02: hey! give that back!
MexicanMaster has entered the room.
SAVEPA: what the?
MexicanMaster: mwahahahahahahahahahaha!!!
NewsGirl: Cos?
MexicanMaster: yes, it is i!
UncannyElf02: goo?? howd you get in here?
MexicanMaster: somebody invited me... :)
Klepto9226: YOINK! *steals cos' hat*
MexicanMaster: why you little... give that back!
IHEARTNATALIE: keep away! keep away!
Klepto9226: *throws it to Carol*
I typed that I caught it and threw it to Kerry.
KerBear92: *throws it to Steph*
MexicanMaster: i DEMAND that you return my hat, former slave!
NewsGirl: no
MexicanMaster has left the room.
PsychicWitch has entered the room.
PsychicWitch: *mentally steals back the master's hat*
CreamFlame65: no! *jumps on Sabrina*
EPAcheer3: *grabs hat from air* ha!
PonytaGirl06: we win
PsychicWitch: You've just made this all the harder on yourselves. *vanishes*
PsychicWitch has left the room.
HickGirl33: What did she mean by "all the harder on us"?
NewsGirl: well, whatever it is, you can bet it wont be nice. i was under her control for like a year. shes ruthless.
AN: So, there you have it. Oh, a cookie to whoever can tell me Stephanie's favorite band that her screen name is from. Still, nobody has guessed last chapter's song. It's not hard, but only Philjoelrox might know it, but she has no computer, so yeah.