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Queen Chica's Spell
Chapter 4.
Weird Thoughts and Actions.
"…Troy, please?" Sharpay said, "Stop squeezing my boobs. It looks weird for other people. They think I'm some sort of freak."
"So?" Troy questioned, "Look, we're at your house now. Don't worry. You're the only one to watch now."
"Like that ain't bad enough." Sharpay mumbled, opening the front door. They quickly entered, and before anybody saw they were there, they made their way towards Sharpay's room.
Troy threw himself on her bed, still touching her boobs once in awhile, and Sharpay hurried into her walk-in closet, to find something to put on her body. She quickly picked out a skirt and a cute top, and threw it to Troy. Then she rushed into the bathroom to find some clean underwear. She came into the room again, to find Troy still on her bed.
"All right now, mister." She said, "Close your eyes, and I'll put on your underwear."
"I can do that by myself." Troy said, "I don't have to close my eyes."
"Well, I'm gonna make sure that you do see anything you're not supposed to see." Sharpay said, hands on hips, which looked kinda funny, since she was in Troy's body, "So therefore, I'm gonna dress you."
"Fine." Troy said, squeezing his eyes tightly together. Sharpay smiled and pulled the t-shirt over his head, and then the nighty. She kneed down in front of him. "Right leg." She demanded, and Troy obliged, letting her pull half of the panties on, "Left leg." She then said, and he did it again, while daring to sneak a peek at his naked chest. Sharpay was busy with the panties, so she didn't see him.
Wow, he mused to himself, Sharpay really has a nice chest. Her boobs are just perfect.
He quickly closed his eyes again when Sharpay stood up, to put on a bra. He held is arms out straight, and she put them between the straps, and clasped the bra together on the back. She went to the front again, and adjusted it a little bit.
"There." She smiled, "You can open your eyes now."
He opened them, to stare right into his own face. "This is not weird at all." He muttered, biting his lip.
Sharpay shook her head, and slowly made her way to the bed. Troy followed and they sat down together, looking at each other. They really had no idea how all this happened, and they had no idea if they would be switched back tomorrow or something.
"Look," Sharpay said, "We need to figure out what to do? Maybe we should crash into each other or something, or maybe…" she paused, "Maybe it was something we ate? Did you eat any weird stuff yesterday?"
"No." Troy muttered, "But let's try that whole crashing into each other thing, you mentioned!"
"Okay," Sharpay said, standing up on her feet. She pulled Troy with her, and they made it to each an end of the room. They counted to three, and then they ran towards each other, heads first.
"AW!" they both exclaimed, rubbing their heads as they were lying on the floor.
Just then, Ryan barged through door, "What's going on?" he asked, "What are you doing on the floor? And most importantly, what are you two doing alone together? Killing each other?"
"We're…" Sharpay swallowed, "We're rehearsing for the musical audition. We figured since you and Gabby are auditioning together, we might as well try. And we were dancing, when we… crashed into each other."
"Yeah." Troy quickly agreed.
"See, nothing to worry about, bro." Sharpay smiled.
Ryan narrowed his eyes in on Troy's body, "Did you just call me, bro!?"
Troy looked at Sharpay, a scared look in his brown eyes.
"I meant, brother!" Sharpay said, ruffling her short brown hair, "As in, yo cool slang, and all!"
"You're acting weird, Troy." Ryan replied, closing the door behind him.
The second he did that, Troy burst out laughing, looking at Sharpay with a huge grin, "Aaah, I can't believe you did that!" he said, "Cool slang! God Sharpay, that was so funny!"
"What was I supposed to do?" Sharpay shrieked, hitting him softly on the shoulder, "Stop laughing it's not funny. And… and the crashing into each other obviously didn't work either, because I'm still stuck in your body, and you're still stuck in mine!"
"Yeah, okay." Troy said, calming down. He took a deep breath and went back to Sharpay's bed, sitting down on it, "Got any other ideas?"
Sharpay took a seat beside him, hugging a fluffy pillow close, "No…" she trailed off, "I mean, it's pretty hard, when we don't know what caused this. Maybe we should try to figure that out?"
"But we didn't do anything!" Troy argued, "And I can't believe this, I never believed in magic before, and suddenly all this is happening to me. And with you of all people! I mean… you and I… never get along, and now we're kinda stuck with each other!"
"Yeah, well." Sharpay said, "We're just gonna have to deal with this until we go back to normal. How are we gonna handle it? I mean… I'm obviously gonna stay at your house, and you're gonna stay here, and… we're gonna have to do the things the other usually does… God, this is never gonna work!"
"We also have an audition to do." Troy said, "You just told Ryan that we're auditioning, so…"
"I know." Sharpay said, "But we'll just let Mrs. Darbus decide everything for us. It's easier, this way we wont get into a fight because of it."
"We don't always get into a fight." Troy reasoned, "I mean… we haven't really fought today. Except when I teased you, but I don't do that because I hate you Sharpay, I do that because it's fun, and I actually care about you. I never wanted to hurt you, if you have ever thought that way."
"Really?" Sharpay asked, a smile playing on her lips, "To tell the truth, I never really knew what I thought, Troy. Sometimes, I believed you flashed me a smile, but then seconds later, you'd say something that really hurt, and I'd be so sad. I just wanted us to get along, and be friends."
"And we can be that now." Troy said, a hint of regret in his voice, "Because we have to figure this out. And we can only do that together. What do you say, we wait until tomorrow, and maybe we'll be switched back through the night?"
"Okay." Sharpay said, "So you want me to leave now? Not to raise suspicion?"
"Don't matter." Troy said, "I kinda like having you here. And I don't really think that mingling with other people is a very good idea, so we only have each other to hang out with."
"Then what do you wanna do?" Sharpay asked.
"Can I touch your boobs again!?" Troy quickly asked, placing his hands there.
"NO!" Sharpay yelled, pulled them away, "No you can't. No movement from your side at all in that area. Remember, they're still my boobs, even though they're on you right now."
"But don't you find it tempting at all?" Troy asked, crooking an eyebrow, "You have a whole male body, you can explore just as you want, and you're not gonna do it?"
"Eeew!" Sharpay said, "That's gross to even think about! Please get that image out of my head."
"Are you saying there's something wrong with me?" Troy asked, looking his body up and down.
"Well…" Sharpay said, getting up, "Maybe I should just head your house, anyway. We can catch up tomorrow."
"Okay…" Troy smiled, in a teasing tone, "If you leave, it'll give me plenty of time to discover your body."
"Oh no!" Sharpay suddenly realized what danger she was putting her own body in, leaving it alone with Troy. No, no. That couldn't happen. She couldn't let him be alone, "I think I'll just stay the night."
"Really?" Troy asked, "Cool. We can share your bed, it's huge."
"Fine!" Sharpay said, "I have to keep an eye on you, apparently, because otherwise I don't know what you're doing to my… personal body parts!"
"Fine then." Troy said, "But can we dress down and see each other naked?"
"No!" Sharpay said, "I can't believe this is happening to me! My body is in the care of some… irresponsible sex-addict who can't get enough! Urgh, my life is going down the tubes!"
"Fine then." Troy said, "So, if we aren't cured tomorrow, you'll stay here until we are?"
"Yes." Sharpay said, as a matter of fact, "Because I can't leave you alone with my body. I don't know what you might do, and that's not a risk I'm willing to take."
"Fine then." Troy said, "How about learning some stuff about each other then? We'll have to know, if we have to act like each other."
"Good idea," Sharpay said, "And I can do my nails while, because these are seriously ugly." She said, showing him, his own nails, which were short and dirty.
"You can't do that, Sharpay!" Troy argued, "But you might want to fix those on your own body, one of them is falling off."
"Okay, I'll just go use the restroom, and find the stuff." She paused and looked at him, "And I'm keeping the door open, because I have to keep an eye on you."
Troy laughed, and Sharpay hurried into her bathroom, opening the toilet, still looking at Troy. When she was about to sit down though, she realized that that wasn't going to happen. She had to learn how to do it standing up!
"Oh, Troooy!?" she called, her voice all sweet and innocent.
"Yeeees!?" he mocked, coming into the bathroom.
"You need to help me with this." She said, motioning towards his special place, "I don't know how to do this. You have to teach me."
"Okay." Troy just said, "First, it would be a very good idea if you took your pants off…"
…
"…well that wasn't easy." Troy replied, slowly walking out of the bathroom, with Sharpay right behind him. "I can't believe it took you 45 minutes to learn how to pee!"
"It's hard, okay!?" Sharpay yelled, stomping her foot into the floor.
"Fine, fine, fine." Troy said, "Now that we've taught the invalid how to pee, let's do my nails!" he laughed, throwing himself on the pink bed, supported by a lot of fluffy pillows, "Do my nails, Shar, please? Or should I say, do your nails?"
Sharpay shot him a killer look and sat beside him, finding all the stuff she needed to make the perfect nails, "You're really amused by this whole thing, aren't you? It's really not funny, Troy."
"Well, I'm thinking… someday we have to go back to our own bodies, but why not have some fun while we do this? It wont hurt anybody. I mean, when will I ever get the chance to get a manicure and a pedicure? It'll be weird if I do it in my own body, right?"
"I don't know what's scariest…" Sharpay begun, her voice stern and firm, "The fact that you want to have a manicure and pedicure, or that fact that you even know what they're called."
"Suck it up, Blondie." Troy replied, sticking his feet out for Sharpay to do first, "Unless you want the girls to think something is wrong with you when they see your nails, you better fix this."
"Fine." Sharpay replied, getting started on the work, "But we're asking questions while doing this. Everything will stay in this room, and we have to tell the truth. Deal?"
"Deal." Troy replied, enjoying the feeling of Sharpay's hands, well, his own hands, nuzzle the feet he was currently walking on. "I go first: Who was your first kiss?"
Sharpay smiled, "Embarrassing enough, Ryan." She paused, "We had the part of Cinderella and her Prince it the third grade play. And in the end, when they kissed, we did it for real on stage. It was only later when we realized that maybe that was a bit disturbing and taught ourselves a stage kiss."
"Ha, that's funny." Troy said, "But you've kissed other guys later, right?"
"Sure." Sharpay flashed him a small smile, "Zeke and I made out pretty well when we were dating. And I've also kissed a couple of other guys in the school plays, and then a few of my other boyfriends. But Zeke was really something special. I liked him a lot, y'know?"
"Yeah…" Troy trailed off, "Why did you break up anyway?"
"We… we sorta drifted, I dunno." Sharpay said, "I think I loved him a lot, but I started to like another guy. Zeke figured it out, and though I told him nothing would ever happen, our relationship was never the same, so I broke things off with him."
"You liked another guy?" Troy questioned, arching an eyebrow, "Who?"
"I believe it's my time to ask you questions, now." Sharpay just replied, stroking the baby toe, "Why didn't you and Gabriella ever go out? I mean, you guys seemed to like each other during the call-backs? You had great chemistry, what happened?"
"Gabriella liked Ryan." Troy simply said.
"Really?" Sharpay asked, "Just like that?"
"Yeah," Troy nodded his head, yes, "I didn't really care, it wasn't like I had feelings for her already, I barely knew her, and the only reason we really hung out was because we were able to do something no other student at East High had ever done. We broke free from the status quo. We beat you and Ryan."
"Yeah…" Sharpay said, getting lost in the baby toe again, "It really hurt us, y'know? The Theatre was our thing. The thing we really felt at home doing. You know we aren't the smartest kids in school, so that was really all we knew how to do. But you took that away from us. I think it was the first time I felt really vulnerable."
"I'm sorry," Troy said, "Like I said before, I never meant to hurt you. I just needed that play to break free, and show everybody I'm more than a jock."
"That's okay." Sharpay said, "I realized that after. But anyway, when did Gabriella fall for Ryan? They didn't spend time together that much."
"During rehearsals." Troy said, "You guys were always there, and she kept watching him. I didn't even bother to ask her out after I realized that. I just told Ryan to ask her out sometime, and he did. A little while after that, we all started hanging out together. I really love that, y'know? That we're all friends."
"Yeah, it's kinda nice to have friends." Sharpay admitted, "I've never had that before. Not really."
"I'm glad." Troy said, "That you have that now."
"Anyway," Sharpay said, "I'm ready to do your hands… Here, let me take a look…"
Okay, so this chapter didn't get us much further, but I'm building the story up ;p Please remember to leave me a review, I survive on them instead of food.
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