Chapter 5
The two of us entered the living room quietly; thank god nobody noticed we were gone. Darry was looking for the car keys while the rest were watching the television.
"Listen, I think we better not go to school today." Samantha whispered. She had a point. Besides, I rarely went to school, so I don't think anybody would mind. "Can you tell Ponyboy you're sick? Then you could come over to my house and I could teach you how to, erm, wear decent clothes."
I nodded as I signaled for Ponyboy to come over. "Hey Pony… sweetie… I think I'm sick," I faked a cough, "maybe I'll go home, I don't think I can make it to school."
Ponyboy looked a little disappointed, but he believed me, and gave me a kiss on the cheek, "Rest well then, sugar. Maybe if you're better, we'll go out after school." We grinned at each other, then he turned to Samantha, "Come'on Johnny, if you don't hurry, we might be late!"
"Erm, I'm not going to school today." she cleared her throat, "My dog… ate my homework."
"You don't have a dog, Johnny."
"I don't? Oh, erm… Alright, truth is, I just don't feel like going. I don't think the teacher would mind. I'm too dumb and slow to understand what she's teaching any-" I glared at her. "Just help me tell my teacher ok?"
Ponyboy frowned. "Ok, fine then." He sighed as he sulked out of the house. I felt bad for lying to him, but I guess it was necessary, seeing I'm now stuck in his girlfriend's body, and I have absolutely no idea how to take care of it.
Samantha looked at me. "Let's go."
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Samantha's mom wasn't too happy when she saw her daughter with a guy. She was quite hesitant about letting us in, but after coming up with some story about me getting stuck with a guy for a science project, she gave in and opened the door.
"Your mom doesn't know that you have a boyfriend, I presume?"
"Well, no, duh! Parents are so old-fashioned. They think it's a sin if we have boyfriends at such a young age… blah blah blah."
We entered Sam's room and she immediately rummaged her closet. After a few minutes she threw something into my face. "Seen one of these before?"
I looked at it, puzzled. What was that? It looked like a tissue packet. "No."
"I've thought about it, if you can't even wear a bra, I don't think you can wear a tampon. So you'll be using that."
I examined it carefully. "You want me to use tissue?"
"What? Eww. That's not tissue, that's a pad."
My eyes kind of widened as I threw it onto the bed. "Ok, this is freaky. I can't believe I have to do this! I don't wanna be a girl… I want my body back!"
"Oh quit whining, I'm miserable too. Being a guy sucks." She flumped onto the bed. "Look, you'll probably be going on a date with Ponyboy later. Can we just tell him what's going on?"
I twitched. "He'll think we're insane. Forget it." Well, honestly, I didn't wanna tell him yet because I wanted to know how it felt like to go on a date with Ponyboy. But I couldn't tell her that. "We'll just see how tonight goes. And if we're not back to normal tomorrow, we can tell Pony."
Samantha sighed. "Ok… now get up. You need to get ready for the date. And you still gotta learn how to wear a bra."
I couldn't help but groan as Samantha picked out a few outfits for me. God, I hate playing dress up.
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Ponyboy turned up after school (Samantha was hiding in the closet) and the two of us left hastily. I felt a little bad for Sam, but who really cares, I deserve this.
"So where'd you wanna go?" He asked me, our hands locked together.
"I thought we could go to the park or something, maybe watch the clouds." Ponyboy frowned slightly, baffled. It was then that I realized Samantha wasn't the sort who watched clouds. "What's the matter?"
"It's just that… every time we go on a date, you'd always insist on going to a posh place."
"I guess today's gonna be different." The two of us grinned wolfishly at each other. Damn, if only this was happening when I wasn't in Samantha's body.
The park was pretty empty when we got there, except for a few kids running around the fountain. I found the perfect spot under a shady tree and sat down, Ponyboy hesitantly followed.
"What happened to the real Samantha eh?" He suddenly asked as he grabbed my hand. Uh oh, did he know?
"What'd you mean?"
"I never thought you'd ever watch the clouds with me. And you have been pretty quiet all day. Are you sick, or have you just been hanging around Johnny?"
I guffawed. Trust Ponyboy to say something like that. "That kid's alright."
"He's my best bud, man. I know you and him don't really get along, but… well, I love the both of you to death, so it really sucks when you guys make me choose, you know?" Did he just say he loved me? Ok, maybe I'm overreacting, but whoa, that was deep.
"Yeah. It must be tough on you." I squeezed his hand. I honestly felt like I was betraying him. He really thought I was Samantha, and even though it felt good, it was wrong, and I knew it very well.
The two of us continued to watch the clouds, in silence, but we enjoyed each other's company all the same. I sighed as I wondered if tomorrow was going to be different.
A/N: Arrgh. Johnny sounds too much like a girl --