Chapter 3

I couldn't remember what happened the night before. All I knew was that everything was dark. Someone must've carried us home cause I woke up on a bed, soft and comfortable.

I rolled onto my side and yawned. The Curtis' couch was never this comfy. And since when were there pink, fluffy pillows? Something's up, but I didn't know what. I did however, had an urge to pee, so I got up, but I was so shocked, I screamed.

I heard someone's footsteps, and the door opened.

"Are you ok, Samantha? You look pale!" That woman, she thinks I'm Samantha? That's odd, I never thought we looked alike. "Honey… you need to rest. You tore up some of Ponyboy's pictures last night when he didn't answer your call… I left them on your desk."

I turned to look at the walls, and was quite disgusted to see so many pictures of Ponyboy. The walls were pink, so was the desk, the bed, the cupboard… man, girls sure love pink.

"Erm, thanks lady…"

"Lady?" She crossed her arms, "Is that how you treat your mom?"

"Mom? Oh, erm, sorry, thanks… mom."

The lady frowned suspiciously at me, then closed the door. What in the world was happening? Did I magically turn into Samantha or something? What happened to me then? My body… maybe Samantha's in my body. Wait, SAMANTHA'S IN MY BODY!

I knocked myself on the head and calmed myself down. That couldn't be it. After laughing to myself, I slipped into her pink bunny slippers, and dragged my feet to the toilet. "All I need now is a relaxing shower and…" I paused.

A shower. If I'm in Samantha's body… That would mean…

OH MY GOD, THAT'S NASTY!

I felt myself, a little grossed out, but I knew I had to. I had breasts. I don't see what's the big fuss about these lumps of fat though. In fact, they're pretty disgusting. I stared into the mirror and examined my face. A girl's face sure is clean.

When I finally decided to shower, I made sure I didn't look at myself. Ponyboy would surely freak if he found out. But I couldn't tell Pony, that'd be so weird. I had to meet Samantha. I wonder if she was freaking out.

Her closet's really huge. She had a lot of pink clothes, which was quite expected. I didn't even think about looking at the skirts, they're just disgusting. So I grabbed an old pair of faded jeans and a huge red t-shirt. I felt so uncomfortable, but I had no choice.

Her shoes were even worse. She had a thousand and one pairs of heels, and after awhile, they just freak you out. Women can never have too many shoes, I guess. WHERE WERE THE SNEAKERS? She didn't have any sneakers. Should I panic? I should panic! Oh my god, I'm panicking! I have to wear heels!

I grabbed the ones with the shortest heels (they were bright yellow) and tried it on. At first it wasn't so bad, but after a few minutes my feet began to ache. "And girls actually shop in these," I thought. I looked at myself in the mirror, and thought I looked pretty decent.

The journey to Ponyboy's house was AWFUL. My feet were sore, my head was throbbing and I felt really hot. I should've tied my hair, but I honestly didn't know how to do that. I could hear some Socs wolf whistling at me, and I was tempted to throw my shoe at them, but I remembered that I was a girl, and girls don't do that.

When I finally reached Pony's house, I knocked on the door, exhausted.

Dally answered it. "You are?"

"Water! I NEED WATER!" I couldn't help it.

He looked really amused. "Yo, Darry, some blonde maniac's at the door, says she wants water. Should I let her in?"

I could hear pans clattering, and Darry came to the door, wearing an apron with the words 'kiss the cook' on it. "Samantha?" He was pretty surprised to see me. Maybe he knew. "You wanna see Ponyboy?"

I nodded. Well, actually no. I wanted to see myself. But I couldn't say that.

"Who's this chick?" Dally asked.

"I'm Ponyboy's girlfriend." I answered, feeling a bit weird.

"What? Pony had a girlfriend and he never told me! I'm gonna show that-" Dally started mumbling as he went into the house, and into the kitchen.

"Come'on in, Sam," Darry smiled.

The house was pretty messy, as always. Darry was cooking eggs for breakfast, and I could see Two-bit already on the table, waiting for some. It was seriously freaky to see myself sleeping on the couch. I guess Samantha hasn't found out. I decided to take advantage of that by looking for Ponyboy.

"Samantha!" Uh oh, Soda spotted me. "How're you doing?"

"I'm fine."

"Why are you so quiet today? You're usually full of dumb remarks." I kept quiet, "You're probably tired. Ponyboy's getting ready, he'd be out in a minute!"

Soda rubbed my hair then went back into the kitchen. I continued to stare at the real Samantha, who's probably in my body right now. I wonder if she dreams my dreams. Oh no, that'd be a disaster, seeing I usually dream about her boyfriend and-

"Hey Sam!"

I turned around, and was quite happy to see Ponyboy, all ready for school. I managed to squeak a 'hi'. I think we was expecting me to do something, cause he was standing really close. So I closed my eyes and planted a soft kiss on his cheek. Whoa, that felt good.

"Are you having a sore throat? You're behaving really strangely…" I shook my head, and smiled. Ponyboy then turned his attention to Samantha, "Hey Johnny! Get up man, you're gonna be late for school!"

Samantha opened her eyes, "What did you call me?"

"Johnny? Hurry up, I think Steve's out of the shower, you can use it next."

Samantha's eyes went big, she got up and stared at me. Then she looked at herself. "What's going on?"

I gulped, "Don't be alarmed… I think something happened last night and we need to ta-" before I could finish my sentence, she started to wail. Woo boy.

A/N: confused yet? i think the next chapter would come in handy. p.s, i know my grammar's really bad, so please review and tell me what you think. I'm trying my best not to get anybody OOC, so yeah. (: Love you guys!