Disclaimer: All Drake & Josh characters copyright their proper owners. I just wrote this. Um, similar to Freaky Friday? Yes. Only to the point where Drake and Josh switch. Then it's my game.

Author's Note: Quick update, huh? A little short, but things are starting to wrap up. There's probably only one chapter left. Sad, but I do have an idea for another story.

Josh had not seen Drake all day Sunday. Where had he been? He was supposed to have been studying for the English test that they were supposed to take that day. Josh stood in the middle of the bedroom, waiting for Drake to wake up.

Drake sat up on the bed and stared at Josh.

"What are you doing?" asked Drake.

"Where were you yesterday?" said Josh. "We have the test today. You were supposed to be studying."

"Relax," Drake replied. "It's all going to be fine."

"Says you..."

Josh and Drake stood in front of the English classroom. Josh was giving Drake a lecture on how he better not ruin his English grade.

"Now, if you don't know an answer on multiple choice, choose one anyway. Do not, I repeat do not leave one blank or choose the answer most teachers throw in to be funny, got it?"

"But it's fun to choose those," said Drake. "They're there for a reason."

"Drake..."

"Kidding..."

"Okay, essay. Do not..."

"I got it Josh!"

Drake sat in Josh's desk. He waited for Mrs. Haifer to pass out the tests. This would be interesting.

"Here you are Drake," said Mrs. Haifer, handing a test to Josh. "You've been doing well in class. I hope you'll continue that."

"We'll see, Mrs. Haifer," Josh responded. He smiled. Boy, was she going to get a surprise if he and Drake ever got back to normal.

Mrs. Haifer handed Drake the test, and he began. The first question was "How was Hamlet's father murdered?" His choices were, "A) He was stabbed. B) Poison was poured into his ear. C) He was poisoned at dinner. D) He was pushed off of his horse, down a hill, into a river and drowned." Drake smiled and circled an answer.

Drake finally got to the essay question. It looked like a pain. "Do you believe Hamlet was insane? Why or why not? Give at least five details from the play to support your essay." This wouldn't be easy. Drake tried to think back to what he'd done the day before. He'd actually spent the entire day in the library studying a few theories that resulted from Hamlet. The one that he would never forget was the theory that Ophelia and Laertes were lovers...okay. After reading that one, he decided to stop. Actually, he had also studied some love poems. He was trying to make things right between him and Josh, and he couldn't believe what he was doing to make that happen.
Drake stood outside Mindy's locker at the end of the day. He hoped she wouldn't catch him. He slipped a small envelope inside her locker and hurried away.
Drake and Josh were getting ready for bed that night. Drake glanced over at Josh.

"Hey, Josh," Drake said.

"What?" Josh asked.

"Look, I'm really sorry about what happened with Mindy. I really wish I could fix it."

"It really upset me, you know? I felt like you didn't care much about me."

"Hey, I do. Besides, it's not easy being you. Studying like that. Man, I don't know how you do it. I studied at the library all day yesterday."

"Well, normally I study all along, and then I'm not stuck doing an all day, all night study session."

"Ah, that's too much work," said Drake.

Josh rolled his eyes.

"Like I said though. It's not easy to be you. You're really smart, and that's hard to keep up with sometimes."

"Thanks," said Josh. "You know. I just realized the other day, it's not so easy to be you either. I mean, yeah all the girls, but how do you keep their names straight?"

"Yeah, that's not easy," Drake replied, matter-of-factly.

"Your band too. It's definitely not easy to do what you do. I'm sorry if I acted like a jerk at all."

"No problem," Drake responded.

"Actually," Josh continued, "it's been kinda cool getting to know you this way."

"You too," Drake replied. "...but not when we go on dates."

"Fair enough since the results were disastrous for me as well."

"Well, guess we'll continue tomorrow. Things can't get any worse, right?" questioned Drake.

"I don't think so," Josh replied. "Unless we're stuck this way forever."

"Ohhh..."