A/n: It's not fair. England are miles behind in the Zoey series! I want no reviews saying Dana's leaving, coz I already know! I want no spoilers at all! Whatsoever. Anyone hints even the slightest and they die a horrible death.

Zoey's POV

Well done me. I somehow made it through the basketball game. I have no idea how I did it. I don't know his position and kept trying to play point guard. Dana yelled at me. Logan yelled at me. The crowd booed me. How lame do I feel? I think it's excusable though. I am ZOEY, not CHASE. Get it through your thick heads people!
"Aww, it was close but you did it."
"It wouldn't have been so close if a certain SOMEONE had pulled his weight out on the court!" Logan thumps Chase's shoulder heard and it hurts me... a lot. That boy does NOT know his own strength.
"Ouch! Hey lay off I think I'm coming down with what Ch... Zoey has." I catch myself.

Dana raises her hand to my head.
"Well you don't have a fever..." She says skeptically "How is she anyway?"
"Sleeping last time I checked." I shrug. I haven't got the hang of Chase's body yet. He's kind of tall. It's weird because I suddenly realise Dana and Nicole should wear less revealing tops. From up here Chase seems almost perverted. Although he doesn't choose what the girls wear... I must remember that when I switch back, I have to buy a new wardrobe. If I switch back. I'm still determined this is all some weird hallucination I'm having as a direct result of my fever. I hit Chase's head hard, in a vague attempt to wake myself up from this weird dream. Ouch.

"What was that for... you freak." Dana furrows her brow at me. How dare she! I want to growl at her. But maybe that's the testosterone talking?
"I just... I should've played better today." I dismiss it as something that a boy would worry about.
"Had a certain someone on your mind?" Logan asks, his face softening. "She'll be ok.I'll bet it'sthe flu."
"Who - Zoey?"
"Of course Zoey..."
"Yeah coz you're madly in love with more than one girl." Dana rolls her eyes.
"I'm not madly in love with her..." Chase in 'love' with me? Nuh uh! He doesn't even have a crush on me!
"Oh so you just... scrawl her name all over your notebook for nothing?" Nicole asks with a giggle.
"You talk about her non stop, because you DON'T like her?" Logan complains
"You smile every time you see her?" Giggles Nicole.
"You never stop complimenting her... And you drool when she compliments you." Michael laughs.
"Do not..." It's not possible. Chase likes me as a friend. And nothing more.

"Whatever you say, Chase, hit the showers." Logan orders.
"Not in the changing rooms!" No way. I managed to make it through the changing rooms without seeing anything I didn't want to. (Nothing below the waist... although I must admit Logan has a really nice stomach and chest... shouldn't be looking.)
"Well go up to the school then. What's with the sudden immasculine shyness?" Asks Michael.
"Aww Chase is ashamed of his..." Snickers Logan.
"SHUT UP!" I say suddenly. I do NOTwant to hear this.
"He's so moody lately." Dana mutters as I stalk off. I am -so- not moody. I know I'm giving Chase a bad reputation. And I'll apologise for it later. But I'm so stressed.

Put yourself in my position! You're not well and are unwillingly fed something that tastes absolutely foul. The next thing you know you're unconscious (Although I dare say you don't KNOW you're unconscious...) and when you wake up you're in your best (male) friend's body! It isn't fun. Not only do I keep misjudging things (Like doorways) because of the disorientation. I keep calling 'Zoey' Chase. It's so confusing.
"Hey Chase, feeling any better?" He looks a state. My hair is everywhere, my skin's all blotchy from sweat, he looks restless.
"Zoey..." He croaks, sitting up.
"I look awful..." I comment.
"Sorry..." He mutters.

"I take it you're not feeling better?" I ask, closing the door.
"The guys are getting suspicious..." I say, sitting on my bed beside Chase. I place his hand on my head. One of us is burning up, although I'm not sure which one. Ouch.
"Well they would... wouldn't they..."
"Apparently I'm not kind enough... do you think I'm mean?" I want an honest opinion.
"Course not..." Do I really sound like that when I'm sick? I hand him a glass of cold water that I left on my bedside cabinet, although I don't think it's cold anymore.
"What DO you think of me?" He may be biased.
"You're smart... funny... kind... and really innocent." He lays back on the pillow exhaustedly. I look like... dead. Gross much. Did I mention how weird this feels.

"Why?"
"It's just... well... um..." I push my hand through Chase's hair. Has he EVER heard of a brush? Sheesh! "Some people said... that you have a crush on me?"
"Oh..." He trails off.
"It's ridiculous right?" I ask slightly nervously. He'd better not fancy me. Because if he does... Ugh. I don't know. I guess I've never thought of him like that. Chase is my best friend. My big brother. Boyfriend? No way.
"Completely..." He then starts coughing rather falsesly.
"You have a crush on me - don't you?"
"Look Zo..." He coughs nervously. "I'm... I'm in love with you... I can't help it." Love? Wow he actually used the L word of his own accord. Shotting him down is going to be so hard. And I feel so guilty.
"Oh um..."
"If you want..." he tries to sit up but I force him to lie down he needs his rest. "We can forget this ever came out in the open. You know... just ignore it. If it's easiest."
"I think that's best. Night Chase..." I stand up. I tuck him/me in. I'm not sure which of us it is anymore.

"Get a goodnight's rest. And we'll see if we can get me back to school tomorrow..." I assure him.
"Oh yeah make me learn on top of it all." He groans. He does sound sick. Am I this pathetic when I'm ill? Sheesh.
"That way we can help each other. You sitting curled up in my bed all day is not hard. Me pretending I'm you is harder..."
"Okay." He sighs. "I guess you're right. I'll..." He yawns and nods. He's pretty much asleep. Dana and Nicole walked in.

"I told you..." Nicole says in singsong. "I told you that he had a crush on you Zo. He never leaves your side... even when you're all sick and gross and sweaty and stuff."
"Um..." I say awkwardly.I feel Chase's cheeks turn scarlet. Even though the situation is reversed, it's difficult to believe thatI hadn't seen Chase had a crush on me before. "I think I'm gonna leave."
"Don't let common sense hit you on the way out." Dana says sarcastically. She is so mean to Chase... 'Well,' I think. 'It's his own fault for being such a walk over.'

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He's up and walking the next morning. He's very sluggish and seems tired.
"Sleep ok?"
"Oh yeah sure because you sleep perfectly when you're waking up every five minutes to throw up! And you're dying of a fever." He snaps at me.
"Sorry..."
"Nah I'm sorry. You've been there done it. I'm just stressed. I don't get sick." We head to Quinn's room. We agreed to go see if she's worked on a cure yet.

"Well... It seems to me that when you forced Zoey to drink the bug killer, she transfered her DNA to the bottle. This DNA was fed and multiplied rapidly as a result of the bug killer. When you drank from it you drank her growing DNA. Which changed you into Zoey. Zoey drank from the bottle after you aswell. So the same thing happened to her."
"So we didn't switch bodies?"
"We changed them?"
"Exactly." Quinn nods. I groan slightly.
"So... how do we fix it?" Chase asks, supporting my small frame on Quinn's bed.

"Well in theory, anything that would transfer DNA should work..."
"We're not going to have to do anything that could you know... get me pregnant are we?" I ask a little nervously. I'm only 13!
"No..." Quinn says shaking her head.
"We're not going to do anything that could end up getting ME pregnant?" Chase seems frightened. I giggle at him. Boys shouldn't giggle. It just sounds wrong... totally.
"No." She furrows her brow. "I'll leave you two to work it out for yourselves." She abandons us. She flew us out to some strange deserted island... and abandons us.

Just like that. She leads us up the cliff and pushes us off of it! How lame is she!
"I have an idea..." Chase says awkwardly.
"Care to share?" I sit down besides him. He twiddles my fingers on my lap. He's not wearing yesterday's clothes, which mean he changed. Which mean he saw me either in my underwear or nothing at all. I'm just wearing yesterday's clothes with some other stuff on top. It's ok though because he's a boy. He doesn't take care of himself in the feminine manner. He can go days without showering. Girls can't. Shudder... I don't want him seeing me in the shower!
"You won't like it..." He says nervously.
"Try me?"
"Well there's DNA in saliva right?"
"Right..." I see where this is going.

"Then maybe we should kiss each other?" I can tell how nervous he is. Bless him. It's kinda cute. Creepy... but cute.
"Technically..." I say, finding a loophole. "We wouldn't be kissing each other... we'd be kissing ourselves."
"Exactly..." He nods my head vigorously, splaying my unbrushed hair all over the place.
"It's worth a shot I guess..." I stare deep into my eyes. I love my eyes. I just realised. He stares back at me, into his own eyes. He raises his hand to my face cautiously. I lean in...

A/n: A bit of a cliffy but :-D RnR