Chapter 3: Mirror, Mirror

As the sun began to rise on Heatherfield, shrouding all its inhabitants in its golden glow. The very same sunlight had come thought the window, awakening Irma Lair from a peaceful sleep, yet the sun was unaware that it had begun a nightmare for her.

Irma sat up in bed yawning and rubbing her eyes,

"Nerissa, everything was it a dream? Eh, who cares I'm going back to bed-"

Irma looked down at her purple bedspread,

"Wait! I don't have a purple bedspread, mine's pink."

And that wasn't the only difference,

"Where's my Karmilla posters?" said Irma; looking up above her bed where her posters of Karmilla and various other bands usually were. Also when were my walls white? Leafy have we been some victim of some overnight home makeover show? Leafy?"

Irma looked around the room; there was no sign of Irma's pet turtle.

"Wait a minute this isn't my bed, this isn't even my room!" said Irma now getting frantic.

"Since when did I get this mirror-" Irma stared wide eyed into the full length mirror, this wasn't her room and she wasn't herself.

Instead of Irma starring back at her she saw another girl, she wore black tennis shoes and loose blue jeans, and this girl also wore an orange and red shirt which seriously clashed with her red mop-like hair. Instead of Irma's blue eye's staring back at her it was Will's brown ones!

"W-wait a minute." Stammered Irma, "I-I'm Will?"

Irma let out a scream and fell backwards onto Will's bed. Irma closed her eyes expecting it to go away, it's just a dream, it's just a dream…Irma thought to herself. But, when she opened her eyes she found herself looking right into were two big black ones.

"Eep!" shrieked Irma jumping off of Will's bed as her dormouse sniffed around in the air.

"Phew.." said Irma, "just Will's dormouse, or my dormouse I should say."

Irma smiled to herself, to entire concept of being Will was a bit amusing, regardless of the fact she very well might be stuck like this forever. Irma's thoughts were sharply interrupted by Will's Mom

"Will are you up? You're going to be late again!"

Oh no! Thought Irma, school, got to think what am I going to do? Think Irma you idiot, think!

"Will!" shrieked Will's mom.

I better get dressed Irma thought to herself.

She quickly rummaged through Will's drawers only stopping to wonder why Will had pink ruffled underwear,

I don't want to know how she got these thought Irma; tossing the undies across the room.

Irma eventually found another pair of blue jeans and tennis shoes.

"Gosh!" yelled Irma; desperately trying to keep her pants from falling down, "Doesn't Will have any hips? I guess not" sighed Irma; noticing a pile of belts on the floor of her closet.

Irma quickly grabbed a white tank top with a frog on and slipped over her head.

"Ha this is so totally Will." Laughed Irma buttoning up a pink and yellow collared shirt she had found under Will's bed.

Irma tied her hair up in a ponytail and ran down the hall into Will's kitchen. Will's mother was on the phone talking to one of her co-worker probably about some business deal and there was a croissant sitting on the table

Yum thought Irma and took a bite out of the croissant and walked over to the door when Will's mom stopped her.

"Will, I need to talk to you."

"ummmf." Muttered Irma with a mouthful of croissant.

"You need to be more on schedule Will look at the time it's seven-fifty already."

Irma just nodded she couldn't say anything if she wanted to she was still stuffing her face with croissant.

"Now I'm going out with Mr. Collins so I want-"

"Wait!" said Irma who had just finished her croissant, "it's seven-fifty? I have to go!." I got to tell the rest of the group about this before school, plus I don't know Will's class schedule!

"Bye Mrs. Vandom, I mean Mom!" and Irma hurried out the door forgetting about what Will's Mom was about to say.

After a great deal of searching the yard Irma finally found Will's bike behind 'her mom's' car. Irma had been to Will's house before so she was pretty sure where she was going. Irma pedaled off down the sidewalk huffing and puffing, My parents usually drive me to school and for that I'm now thankful. Also I'm thankful for the car's heater.

After a few blocks Irma was shivering and lost. She rode up and down the streets but to no avail, she had no idea where she was, I'm also thankful my dad knows where to go!

"Will." Yelled a voice from across the street; a boy with shaggy brown hair and baggy clothes was walking towards her,

"Matt?"