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Chapter 3: Puppy dog vests, braces, and 12 year olds?

"So, Christine, where are you from?"Maureen asked.

"Providence, Rhode Island. I seriously don't remember any of you guys. I'm sorry that I reacted so harshly before," Christine apologized.

"You don't have to apologize for anything, honey. It does seem very odd, though. You... well, Mimi was fine before she passed out. She had just put on the fishnets that she had bought after work, and we were all trying to watch the new TV that Collins had bought."

"I don't remember any of that, I'm sorry."

"Stop apologizing! What do you remember?"

"Well, me and Tara and Miranda and Steve were arguing- they wanted to watch Die Again Tomorrow Forever, but that's rated R and we can't see it. They were talking about ways that we would get in to see it, and then... it all went black."

"Christine, how old are you?"

"Fifteen. Why?"

"You just seemed kind of younger to me, I don't know. Mimi's nineteen. So you passed out, too?"

"Yeah, it was really weird...Oh my gosh!"

"What is it?"

"If I'm in Mimi's body... and you can't find her anywhere, then...oh no! This is going to be terrible!"

"What!"

"If Mimi and I both passed out, and I'm here and she's not, then...she could be with Miranda and Tara and Steve right now!"

"Well, that'll give them quite a surprise!"

"We have to tell Mark and Roger! Maybe they'll know what to do."

"Christine, they barely got that TV set up. I doubt they'll know what to do about your situation," Maureen warned.

In Rhode Island...

"Christine? Are you ok?"

"It looks like she's waking up. Christine? Are you there?"

Christine was starting to wake up, all right, but she clearly wasn't the same person. Her eyes were a dark brown, and her voice sounded older, with a slight Spanish accent.

"Who the hell are you people? Where the fuck am I? Where's Roger?"

"Whoa, Christine, are you feeling ok? I thought you condemned swearing and all that. Didn't you just get mad at Tara after she called Mrs. Epson a bitch?" Miranda questioned

"Who the fuck is Christine? I'm Mimi! What am I doing here? Who are you? What the hell is going on here?"

"Christine, this isn't funny. Do you have amnesia or something?" Tara asked, concerned.

"I would remember if I had met you people! How old are you guys, anyway? Twelve?"

"Christine, this isn't funny! We're fifteen! You're fifteen! Remember?" Steve said, annoyed.

"No, I don't. I fucking don't. And for the last time, I'm not Christine! I'm Mimi, and I want to get the fuck out of here!"

"Calm down, Mimi. So...what do you remember?"

"I was trying on this really hot new pair of fishnets that I bought, and then I went and tried to help Mark and Roger with the TV. I tripped over the cord, and then it all went black...and now I end up in this fucking place."

"Weird. Christine passed out, too. It was really unexpected. We were just talking, and then she..." Steve was cut off my Mimi's shriek.

"What is it?"

"What the hell am I wearing?" Mimi asked, gesturing down at Christine's vest with a pattern of cute puppy dogs on it, and patched blue jeans.

"What Christine was wearing," Miranda said.

"No shit, Sherlock. But who would seriously go out like this? Puppy dogs? And look at my hair! It's so stringy! Does she never style it? And... oh shit." Mimi sounded like her tongue was stuck to her mouth.

"What is it now?" Miranda said.

"Fucking BRACES! What's next?"

"Well, they're in our school colors: blue and gold. It's spirit week!" Tara added.

"How the hell am I going to get through this?" Mimi moaned.

"Um... we should probably try to...Fuck, I have no idea what to do!" Um, Mimi... follow us!" Miranda said, exasperated as she tried to figure out what to do.

"Yeah. Come on, Steve, we need to go home. Steve?" Tara asked, concerned. Steve didn't look too good.

"Um, guys? Could you stop spinning for a second? You're making me really dizzy..." Steve said as he fell to the ground in the same manner that Christine did.

"Oh no! Not you too!" Miranda exclaimed.

"Steve! WAKE UP! This isn't funny, I don't want anything weird happening like what happened with Christine!" Tara shouted.

This time, Steve woke up a lot faster than Christine did. After about a minute, Steve stood up. He looked different, though- his eyes were a light green, and his voice sounded a lot different.

"What the fuck? Mark? What the fuck happened? Who are you people?"

"Who are you, and what did you do with my boyfriend?" Tara shouted.

"I'm Roger. Can anyone tell me what the fuck is going on here?"

"ROGER! You're here!" Mimi exclaimed, throwing herself at him. Roger looked very confused at seeing Mimi's voice coming out of a girl with a puppy-dog vest and braces.

"Mimi? Is...that you? What the hell happened to you?"

"I have no idea, but that doesn't matter! I'm with you!" They immediately started kissing, which got Tara very...irritated.

"You BITCH! Get the fuck off my boyfriend!" Tara shouted.

"Your boyfriend? I've never seen you in my life!"

"But...but..." Tara said, hurt.

"Tara, give it a rest. It's not Steve! The same thing happened with Christine that happened to Steve," Miranda said, trying to explain. Meanwhile, Mimi and Roger were still hugging and catching up with each other after the 5 minutes or so that they had been separated.

"Mimi! I can't believe you're here! We were all worried sick at the loft... some girl was there instead of you. She was...freaked out," Roger said.

"You've seen Christine? We were so worried about her! Is she ok?" Miranda asked.

"Yeah, she was at the loft. Mimi had passed out after tripping over the television cord, and then she woke up, but it definitely wasn't Mimi. I wouldn't say that Christine is...ok, though. She practically exploded once she realized that she was wearing fishnets."

"That sounds like her. So...do you have any idea how you and Mimi ended up like this?" Miranda asked.

"No. I was just helping Mark fix the TV. We weren't getting anywhere, and then everything went black, and now I'm here. Where exactly is here, anyway?"

"Rhode Island. We were just walking home from school when it happened. We certainly didn't do anything out of the ordinary-"

"School? If I'm stuck in- what was his name again?" Roger asked.

"Steve. And he was my boyfriend." Tara stated.

"Yeah, yeah. If I'm stuck in Steve's body, I am NOT going to school with a bunch of twelve year olds!"

"First of all, for the last time, we're fifteen. Second, you and Mimi are probably going to switch back in a matter of moments...hopefully...I really don't know," Miranda said, trying to hide the fact that she really had no idea about how any of this happened, or how and when Roger and Mimi would be back in their respective bodies.

The loft

"Maureen! Come here! Roger just...well, he...just passed out, like Mimi did," Mark said, concerned. Maureen and Christine ran to Mark to see what had happened. Roger was lying down on the ground with his eyes closed.

"Oh no! Not again!" Maureen shrieked. "Wait, he's waking up." Roger slowly opened his eyes, which were now a dark brown.

"Where the hell am I? Where's Tara? What happened?" Steve yelled.

"Oh my gosh! Steve, you're here!" Christine shouted, as she wrapped Steve in a huge hug. Steve looked at Christine, obviously very confused.

"Christine? Is that you? What the hell happened to you? You look so... not you!" Steve exclaimed.

"Yeah Steve, it's me. In someone else's body. I was shocked too," Christine said.

"Nice fishnets," Steve commented.

"Yeah, I was kind of surprised about that," Christine said.

"Kind of? You were yelling for 5 minutes, girl. So, you know this guy?" Maureen asked.

"Yeah, this is Steve. He was walking home with me, Tara, and Miranda when..." Christine trailed.

"Steve, do you know where Mimi is? Is she with you guys over in Rhode Island?" Mark asked.

"She most certainly is. You wouldn't believe how surprised we all were when she woke up. It was...surprising, to say the least. I'm guessing that whoever's body I'm in is over with them now, if things keep on happening like they did before," Steve said.

"Well, that'll be a nice reunion for the two of them. I still have no idea what's causing all of this, though. Roger and I were just trying to get the TV to work again, and all Mimi did was trip over the cord," Mark explained.

"I still don't really get what's happening, but it's nice that Christine's here. Say, do you guys happen to have anything to eat? I'm starving," Steve said.

"Um... well, we have beer. And... that's basically it," Mark said.

"We're fifteen! Don't you have anything else?" Steve asked.

"Well, we would have something if Mimi hadn't used her money from work to by that pair of fishnets that she's wearing right now," Maureen explained.

"Where does she work, anyway?" Christine innocently asked.

"Cat Scratch Club," Mark said, as if it were no big deal.

The look on Christine's face was priceless.

"You mean, she- she's- I can't believe this! Oh my gosh! Well, I'm not going to do any of that, if that's what you were thinking!" Christine shrieked.

"Relax. We're not going to ask you to do anything you don't want to," Mark reassured. "Although, some money would be nice..."

"Mark! You're going to scare her! It's bad enough that she's stuck in Mimi's body, let alone having you making unnecessary comments about the whole situation! For all we know, you could be next! How would you like that!"

"Fine, I'll stop. Now, let's try to figure out that TV..." Mark said, trying to change the subject.