Waking Up Girls?
Blink's POV
I was having this wonderful dream about being able to see, outta both eyes, when I was startled right outta my bed by this strange noise. It was like a bee, a giant bee buzzing around inside my head. Laying on the floor for a few minutes with my eyes closed I realized that the floor was a little bit softer than normal, and that it was quite a bit warmer too.
"I can see!" I cried when I finally opened my eyes. "I'm dreamin', I swear I'm dreamin'." I stood up and looked around me and let out a scream. This is not the lodging house. "Where the heck am I?" I wondered and looked around a little more. The room was black and covered with pictures of people that I didn't recognize. And the softness of the floor was caused by this really thick and fluffy white rug. Even with the black walls and the warmth and the pillows, there were so many pillows, the strangest thing was that I could see outta both eyes. I reached up to touch my face and jumped back, my face didn't even feel the same. Come to think of it, I don't feel the same at all. I looked down and saw that I was wearing tiny shorts and that my legs...were not my legs at all. "What's going on?"
"Emi, you're going to be late for school," a voice called from downstairs. I stumbled over a painting on the floor and glanced in the mirror on the wall.
"Oh my..." I almost screamed out loud. A girl was staring back at me. A girl with shoulder length blonde hair and green eyes, two of them. "This isn't me," I said, stunned. "Where am I, who am I?"
Just then, "Emilia Spark, get down here now!" I'm Emilia, whoever that is. And school, the voice had said school. I, or Emilia, goes to school. Just like Davey. I've always wanted to go to school. But not like this, I was sticking out everywhere. I looked around the strange room and found a pair of slacks that were blue and stiff and heavy, but no regular slacks like I'm used to. I had to put on the heavy slacks and a white shirt with no sleeves at all. I looked in the mirror once again and that girl, that pretty girl, was still looking back at me.
"Who are you?" I asked out loud, half expecting the girl to answer. "Am I you now?" I felt myself nodding. It was strange but I seemed to understand what was going on.
Crutchy's POV
When I woke up, I immediately noticed that something felt different. The air was usually hot and stuffy in the morning, since the lodging house didn't have an air conditioner. When it was cold, it was because of the biting wind outside. Instead of the stifling heat though, I felt a cool breeze around the room. It actually felt…comfortable.
I sat up and felt around for my crutch. When I didn't feel it anywhere, I fully expected to hear laughter coming from somewhere in the room. I didn't like being the end of a joke, but I know that they didn't mean it. Besides, it could have just fallen to the floor during the night. It happened sometimes.
I reached over the side of the bed and searched the floor…nothing. I now knew that I would have to stand up to search for it. I threw the covers off, barely noticing that they seemed heavier than usual. Slowly, my feet touched the floor. I stood up, fully expecting to collapse at any second because of my crutch's absence. I was surprised when this did not happen.
The pain that usually shot through my leg when putting weight on it was gone. I could feel the ground beneath my feet, the cool feeling gradually moving up my once useless leg. That feeling had been foreign to me for so long, I had forgotten what it felt like. Still, I had to make sure that it wasn't a dream.
I took a hesitant step forward, closing my eyes as if the ground would rush up at me at any second. I stumbled a bit, but I did take that step forward. Eventually, I took another. I couldn't help but feel a little strange without my crutch. I had grown so accustomed to the wood under my arm that I almost didn't feel whole without it. It was different, but I don't remember feeling so happy in my life.
When I caught sight of a reflection, I stopped in my tracks. Turning slightly, I was greeted by an unfamiliar face…and it was a girl! She was lightly tanned and had dirty blonde hair with lighter blonde highlights and hazel eyes. My hopes were almost immediately crushed when I saw this. This was the reason that I could walk. My spirits brightened as I thought of it however. Whoever this was, they were making a dream come true.
Skittery's POV
The next morning, I was awakened by the sun's light hitting my face. I groaned and rolled to face the other direction. Was it morning already? It seemed like only seconds ago, I had gone to sleep. Nighttime was way too short and the day seemed too long.
Another morning meant another day of selling papes in either the sweltering heat or in freezing cold and I didn't feel like selling in either. I waited to hear the yelling of Kloppman's voice and was surprised when I heard only silence. Maybe, for once, they had forgotten me. Maybe now I could get some peace.
I suddenly noticed how hot it had gotten in the room and kicked off the covers. After a few more moments of pure silence, I turned around, wondering what was going on. Even after everyone left, there was usually something making noise. I liked the quiet, don't get me wrong, but something didn't feel right.
Stepping off the bed, I didn't care if I fell to the floor from the top bunk. It would be just one more thing to complain about. It's not like it was different than every other day of my life. I immediately felt ground though. I sighed when I saw no one else there. The room looked so different, I wondered what was going on but only for a moment. The papes were probably sold out already for that morning. I would have to wait for the evening edition and sell out in the cold. That was just great.
I stood and made my way around the room. I stopped briefly at a mirror, preparing to only attempt to fix my continuous bad hair year, it sticking up at odd angles. What greeted me though wasn't what I expected. I saw a girl staring back at me, the same old bored expression on her face.
"What did I do this time," I mumbled to myself, not even flinching at seeing the girl's mouth move in synch to mine. She was really thin and had long wavy dark blonde hair. Her eyes were two different colors, one blue and the other brown.
There was a knock on the door, "Linsi, time to get up and ready for school." School? Yeah, another great way to start the day. Now I actually had to learn something, not that I would pay any attention. I didn't want to learn anything. I just wanted to go right back to bed and pass the time slowly.
Unenthusiastically, I glanced around the room, spotting some odd looking clothes in a closet. I stepped over and just randomly picked out a pair of pants and a shirt. I changed slowly, hoping that it would delay having to do anything. I grabbed a hat that reminded me of one that I had back at the lodging house. It was something that would hide my face and that's all I asked for. The only shoes I could find were tall, but I put them on reluctantly.
I took a single step and fell to the floor with a loud thump. I glanced down at the source of the fall, the shoes, and glared at them, even though I knew that it would do nothing. Time to start another day…as a girl. This was just perfect.