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.

A/N: I'm very sorry it took me a while to get this chapter up here. Well, it's the last one anyway. Oh, and the poem in this chapter, I wrote specifically for this story. It's mine, and it took me a little while to write. I do have a few story ideas...so, I'm not sure what my next multi-chapter will be, but I do have an idea for a one-shot.

Josh woke up the next morning bright and early. He lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, thinking. What was going to happen now? Were they stuck this way forever? Josh squirmed in bed. The mattress felt a bit firm. Wait a second. The alarm went off. It sounded distant. Josh sat up in bed.

"Drake!" Josh called.

"What?" Drake asked, sleepily.

"Turn off the alarm!"

"You know very well that you're closer Josh."

"No," Josh replied.

Drake sat up as well. He looked around the room. He was in his own bed. He glanced over at the alarm clock and hit it to shut it off. He looked over at Josh.

"You're you!" Drake yelled.

"I'm me?" Josh asked.

"Yes! I'm me?"

"Yeah, you are brother!"

Drake and Josh looked at each other. For some reason, this was too good to be true. They dove off of their beds and toward the bathroom. They nearly knocked down Megan in the process.

"Hey, boobs," she said. "Watch where you're going!"

Drake and Josh ignored her and ran into the bathroom. Drake blinked at his reflection in the mirror. Josh did the same. Both broke out into huge grins.

"Hug me brotha!" Josh yelled.

They grabbed each other as Megan walked by the bathroom.

"Just when I thought you two could not get anymore boobish..." she said, shaking her head.

They waited in English for class to start. Mrs. Haifer walked into the room and glanced around.

"I managed to grade your tests last night from Hamlet. I was impressed with some of the grades. A bit surprised as well. Perhaps I've been mistaken about some students," she said, glancing in Drake's direction. Drake cracked a smile. He tried to muffle a laugh.

Mrs. Haifer was now handing back tests. She lay Josh's on top of his desk, upside down. Josh was afraid to look. Drake had to take it for him. He flipped it over. He still had his eyes closed. He opened one and glanced down at the paper. It was an A-! Josh whipped his head around and glanced back at Drake. Drake gave him a small wave. Josh glanced back at the paper, shocked. Drake had studied all day and gotten a good grade for Josh? It didn't seem at all possible, but it was true.

Mrs. Haifer handed Drake his test.

"Clearly, I've been wrong about you Drake. I must say though, please apply yourself more."

Drake looked at the test. A B+. Fair enough. Josh said he wasn't going to get him an A+ on this test. Drake understood. It would look very suspicious. Mrs. Haifer was now handing out their next books. This time it was The Chosen. Drake cracked a smile again when Mrs. Haifer handed him a copy.

Drake and Josh sat at lunch. Josh seemed happy about his grade, but now he seemed to have fallen back into a bad mood. Mindy walked up to the table.

"Josh?" she asked.

Josh turned to look at her.

"What?" he questioned.

"Can you come by my house after school?"

Josh shot Drake a look. What had he done now?

"I guess so," Josh replied.

Josh stared at Mindy. Why did she ask him to come here? What had Drake done now?

Mindy played with the pearls around her neck. This was difficult. Josh could see that in her eyes. He was trying to read what she was going to say before she said it.

"Josh," she began.

"Look, Mindy," Josh interrupted, but he stopped when she held up her hand.

"I was hurt by the way you were acting before at the Premiere. I thought you didn't care about me. You didn't seem like yourself that night. I want to know if you're okay."

"Yeah," Josh replied. "I just didn't feel like myself at all that night." This was not a lie. He was out with Drake's date. It had been really uncomfortable. "I'm sorry if I did or said anything to upset you."

"Is there something you wanted to tell me?" Mindy asked. She didn't want to press, but she did care about him.

"No," Josh said. "It was an issue I had with Drake, but we've worked it all out. Just a brother problem. Everything's okay now. I guess it was just really bothering me that night."

"Oh," Mindy responded. "Well, I got the poem you put in my locker, and..."

"Poem?" Josh questioned.

"Yes," Mindy replied, tapping a blue piece of paper on her desk. "You put it in my locker. You said you felt bad about that night."

Josh was very confused. Then a wave of realization washed over his face.

"Oh, right," Josh replied. "Sorry. I'm a little tired." Drake? Wrote a poem?

"Thank you, Josh," Mindy said. "Can we give this one more try?"

"Sure," Josh replied. Mindy smiled and gave him a kiss.

"Do you want something to drink?" she asked.

"Sure," he replied. "Mountain Fizz?"

"Okay," Mindy said. She hurried down the stairs.

Josh looked at the piece of blue paper on top of Mindy's desk. He carefully began to read it.

I didn't know what to do that night
When you turned away from me
Maybe my words came out all wrong
Or it was something I just didn't say

How could I ever have been so blind
To not know that you felt unloved?
How could I have broken your heart
To then break my own?

Maybe I'll wake up tomorrow
And all this will be undone
Then again, nothing's easy
So maybe this is my fate

You may hate me for what happened
But I just want you to know
The man you saw that night
He wasn't the one you know

He was selfish and alone
He had not a clue who he was
He felt lost and full of fear
He wasn't man you know

If you can forgive me
And I understand if you don't
Please know that I care and love you
And it's your heart I can't live without

Josh smiled. How was he ever going to repay his brother?

Drake was sitting on the sofa, playing his guitar when Josh walked into the room.

"Hey," said Drake without looking up from what he was doing.

"Hi, Drake," Josh replied. He stared at Drake. He still couldn't believe that Drake had written that poem. Drake, the rockstar, write a poem? It seemed absurd. Then again, it was true. "I know about the poem, Drake."

"You do?" Drake glanced up at Josh.

"Yeah. Thanks."

"No problem," Drake smiled.

"One question though," Josh continued. "Why did you write a poem? You would normally write a song."

"Yeah, well, I was you," Drake replied. "I figured, that's what you would do."

"Cool," Josh said. "Everything is great now. I have my girlfriend, my own body...say, how are we normal again anyway?"

"I don't know," Drake responded. "I don't question good things."

"Right," Josh replied. He thought a minute. Then he had a thought. "Well, what was the last thing we said to each other before going to bed before we switched?"

"Goodnight?"

"No! We wished we knew what it was like to be each other!"

"Oh."

"And then last night we actually realized the grass isn't exactly greener on the other side."

"Josh, we're not cows...who cares about grass?"

Josh looked slightly aggravated at Drake's comment.

"It's a...oh, never mind. We realized neither of us have it very easy. Once we learned our lesson, I guess there was no reason to stay switched."

"Well," said Drake. "I'm just glad it's all over."

The guys were sitting in English class the next day. Things would be interesting today. Drake grinned as Mrs. Haifer walked into the room.

"Okay, class," Mrs. Haifer began. "Who can tell me of the events during the baseball game from your reading last night?" She glanced around the room. "Drake, would you please explain?"

"Uh, I can't Mrs. Haifer."

"Why not?"

"Because I didn't read the assignment..."

Mrs. Haifer looked confused and torn.

"Oh, no...not this again. Drake Parker..."

"Why don't you ask Josh?" Drake grinned. "I'm positive he knows the answer."