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Chapter Two – Sammie

Aka Ahhh! It's Rachel!!!

Okay. So, weird. Halfway through English this morning I fell asleep. Why is that weird? I don't fall asleep in English. My English class rocks. As a matter of fact, I don't fall asleep in any of my classes, not even Spanish. Gah, Spanish. I shudder at the thought of my Spanish teacher.

Oh, wait. You're probably wondering who I am, right? Hi, I'm Sammie. Nice to meet you. At least, I'm Sammie now. Once I was Bri. It was Bri who went to English class that morning and fell asleep. But it was Sammie who woke up. They're both me. Sort of. But, anyway, back to the story. I'll explain as I go.

So, I fell asleep. And I woke up to my English teacher standing over me. A few people in the class were snickering. Some just looked worried. Those that looked worried were my friends. Like I said, I never fall asleep in class. Which was lucky for me. My English teacher just told me to get more sleep tonight.

It was then that I looked down and realized how pale I was. And realized that none of the people in my class were the same. Except for my English teacher, strangely enough. She was still Mrs. Ferdinanson. Uh-huh. Well, that was strange. Very strange. So, as I pretended to be reading this story, I thought about this. I was in a strange class that I knew perfectly. I was me, but I wasn't me. I looked down at the name I had written on my paper and saw Sammie. And my last name, of course, but I can't tell you that. You know why, by now.

I couldn't keep myself from grinning widely. I wasn't Bri anymore. I was Sammie. And, quick as that, I remembered the shooting star last night. I had gotten my wish. And ya know what? At that point, I didn't even care how. In fact, I sorta decided I should ignore most of Bri's memories. Otherwise, it would be kinda confusing, right? Yeah, I thought so, too. It was actually easy. I think it was because I was Sammie now, after all, and Sammie didn't really have any use for Bri's memories. Just thinking about it was a bit weird, so I stopped. No need to think about that right now.

I thought about my parents and felt sadness. My mother had died when I was little, but my father had only been dead for a year or so. I wrote about that happening all the time, but it was different when I was actually there and actually felt it. I turned my thoughts to something different, and remembered conversations between my wolf and cat. Of course. I could always talk to animals, no matter what story I was in. I could usually shape-shift, too, but here, I had only memories of speaking. Huh. I suppose that should have given me a clue as to what world I was in, but I was too distracted with the fact that I had woken up in a different universe, so it didn't ring a bell.

I was sorta tired of thinking it through by then, so I began to actually read the story. Should get my schoolwork done, despite the fact that I had suddenly switched universes. I was now in…Well, actually I wasn't sure what universe I was in. Oh, well. I'd figure it out later, because the bell announcing the end of first period had just rung. I filed out of class with the rest of the students, intent on getting to my next class. I walked down the hall, mainly ignoring people, although I did wave every now and then to the people who would expect one from me. Didn't need anyone to think I was acting weird.

And then, up ahead, I saw her. Light brown hair, tan skin, blue backpack tossed over her shoulder, yeah it was her. Reese. My cousin and my best friend. I thought briefly about Dani, but she wasn't in this world. Reese was sort of her, only slightly different. And Bri wasn't in this world, either. For all I knew, there was still a version of Bri out there. So, Reese. I didn't exactly push Bri away, I sort of mixed her memories with Sammie's. And then I blinked. I still remembered some of Bri, but Sammie was predominating. But that doesn't describe it. I wasn't really thinking like two people anymore. So. That was cool. I had solved my problem without even meaning to. Neat.

"Hey, Reese." I greeted.

She stopped and waited a moment before turning around, greeting me back.

"I beat you this time." I told her. She usually waited for me at the drinking fountain a bit down the hall so we could walk to our classrooms together.

"First and last time." She informed me as we started walking again.

"Yeah, right. You're scared. Admit it."

"Yes. I am terrified that you'll beat me again. Oh, somebody help me calm the terror leaping through my body."

"Was that sarcasm?"

"Sarcasm? Me? Never."

I rolled my eyes. "Right. And I'm the Queen of Portugal."

"You are? Then why, why, why are we still doing our homework? Use your royal powers and order our teachers to stop giving us work to do!"

I sighed and patted her on the shoulder. "It's okay, Reese. We will find you help."

She stuck her tongue out at me and made a motion as if to hit me, but, fortunately, we had just reached her classroom. Really. Or else I would have had to kick her butt, and that can be very tiring. You know how it is. So, I just laughed and let it slide. I'm just nice like that. She disappeared into her classroom, but I kept walking. My next class was a few doors down. I slowed to a stop in front of it, hid a yawn behind my hand, then headed inside.

I sat in the back, so I made my way to my seat and plopped my bag down. I had a few friends in that class I liked to talk to, but none of them were there, so I watched the door, waiting for them. One of them walked in, Matt, so I smiled and waved him over. He started for me, but then a girl walked in behind him and I was no longer paying attention. I knew this girl. I talked to her occasionally because we had some stuff in common. But, you see, I also /knew/ this girl. Tall, blonde hair, blue eyes, really pretty…Her name was Rachel. Rachel the Animorph. And I now knew what world I was in.