Let the confusion begin!

The next morning, Bonnie's eyes were rather reluctant to open. Strange, she thought, looking at her alarm. I set my alarm for six, not 5:30...

Deciding that she was just insane, she got to her feet, and shuffled to her closet. She pulled out an outfit, thought, Hey, this looks hot, and was about to get changed, when she realized that it wasn't even her outfit.

Wait a minute… why am I in Bonnie's room? she thought. She looked around. Definitely Bonnie's room. She ran a hand through her hair, which was longer than she remembered it being, when she noticed that her nails weren't colored, when she distinctly remembered that she'd painted them just yesterday.

Something weird is going on, now, she thought. Her eyes fell on a mirror across the room, and she approached it cautiously, as if it were going to jump at her throat.

She looked at the mirror. Bonnie stood in the reflection.

And that's when she ran out the room. Something wasn't quite right here. I'm not Bonnie, I'm Keely! she thought, throwing the door open to Keely's room.

And, in her bed, Keely lay sleeping. She roughly woke her up, and Keely wiped her eyes. She looked up at her sister and yelped. "What is happening?" she asked, running towards a mirror.

"I think I'm you," Bonnie (or, rather, Keely in Bonnie's body) answered.

Keely looked at herself in the mirror, and shuddered. "But… how… what's going on? I can't be you!"

"What if it was Mom's stupid bowl thingy?" Bonnie asked.

"That's a bunch of spiritual B. S., though…"

"I don't think we should worry about that… we need to worry about… undoing this," Bonnie replied. "Maybe trying the wishbowl again will work!"

So the two ran downstairs, and each placed their hands on the bowl. "What do we say?" Bonnie asked.

Keely thought for a while, and replied, "Maybe just wish for us to be ourselves again…"

So that's exactly what they did. Only nothing happened. And they tried many times. Still, nothing happened.

"Hey, Keely," Ashley said, tying a necktie around her neck.

"Hey," Bonnie replied, then smacked herself in the face.

"Oh, hey," was Keely's delayed reply. Ashley gave them a quizzical look, but said nothing more.

"Listen," Keely hissed in Bonnie's ear, "it's obvious we aren't changing back, so I guess we have to just… try and act as if it's nothing.

"Nothing? This isn't nothing!" Bonnie replied. "This is a very huge something!"

"Well… I have to be you, and you have to be me. It'll be easy… I hope…"

The two mounted the stairs, and got ready to face the day.

"Okay, these are my classes," Keely said, handing her sister a list of Bonnie's schedules.

"Great. Here are mine… You're in Spanish II? I never even took Spanish!"

"Well then you'll look like an idiot, won't you?" Keely asked. "Alright… I guess we just have to act as if nothing's wrong…"

"Don't worry, it'll be no problem," Bonnie responded.

"You sound pretty confident…"

"I've already taken these classes," Bonnie reminded her. "I'm older than you, remember? Anyway… what's bothering me is that our friends might notice us acting differently… so act natural."

Keely's brow furrowed. "How can you act natural?" she asked.

Bonnie rolled her eyes. "You know what I mean, Bonnie… Keely… whoever."

Okay… so obviously, when I say "Bonnie" I mean "Keely trapped in Bonnie's body." If you didn't get that, you might want to reread some stuff there…