The Change: Chapter 5
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Due to conflicting schedules, I didn't get the chance to see Paul again until after school. I caught a glimpse of him swinging his leg over the back of Colton's motorcycle, and winding my slim arms around his chest. I looked to Embry for help, but he was too busy holding back giggles to do anything useful.
I'd decided to be friends with Embry. Though I wasn't too sure about the rest of them, I knew Embry was good company for the time being. In fact, he would probably have been good company whether I was trapped in Paul's body or not. He was nice, like, really nice. Nicer than me, anyway. It was like he was trying to get laid except he wasn't because I'm technically a guy. I didn't know guys were this nice even when you didn't have boobs to shove around.
"Wanna follow them?" he asks as I buckle myself into the passenger seat of his car and we watch Colton and Paul drive out of the lot. I shake my head. No, Colton would make sure I was safe. Though he was a sucker for a hot girl, I doubt he saw me that way- even though my particular lack of clothing spoke otherwise.
"Just take me home. I bet he's getting ready for the party tonight and I'll be damned if he gets to be the only one dressing up in public." I say menacingly to Embry who laughs and starts the car. That's right baby, you wanna play dirty? Well I can play too. It was time to break out the pink scarves and the glitter.
As we drive past a group of girls known throughout the school for being really…available, I think of a completely new idea for tonight. "Embry." I say to the boy, who looks scared of me at this moment, "I'm gonna need your help with something."
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When we arrive at the party, I'm clad in a tight grey shirt and one of Paul's leather jackets, as well as a pair of jeans. I looked damn good and could tell by the looks I was getting that everyone else thought so too. Embry, Jake and Quil all spread out through the room as soon as we arrive, all giving me small nods or a discrete thumbs up to confirm that what we talked about earlier was still in play.
I could feel excitement bubble inside me as I made my way over to the keg in the kitchen. As soon as I walk in, I spot myself. Or Paul, rather. My hair was down in sexy curls/messy waves that made me embarrassed to think how long my mom probably sat there styling it. My body was clad in a skin-tight red velvet dress that drew all eyes, even my own, to my breasts and long legs. I looked hot. Not slutty hot, but hot in a good way. He's in my body a day and I already look better than ever. That wasn't me though. I wouldn't be comfortable in something like that. It wasn't me.
Paul spots me across the room and smirks and Colton comes over to him to hand him a red cup of beer. HA! Wait till he finds out how fast someone small like me gets drunk! I had to make my move fast; he had to be conscious enough to be as embarrassed about it as I was this morning.
I walk over to Embry who's sitting at the other side of the room and whisper some gibberish into his ear, while hoping he follows through with his end of the plan. Sure enough, after I pull back, Embry's voice rings loud and strong throughout the whole room for everyone to hear.
"No I will not have sex with you!" He yells at me, acting as if that's the question I'd whispered to him. Every eye is on us and I look over to Paul who is looking at me wide eyed. His cheeks are bright red, even though he was in my body. I feel laughter jolt inside me but keep it inside as I rush out of the room.
I see Jared in the living room and rush to him, leaning in very close. Paul was a big guy, so his body against Jared's pretty much was a spectacle for everyone to watch already. As the next words left Jared's mouth every attention span in the room was on us.
"DUDE! Get your hand out of my pants!" Jared yells outraged, and pushes me away to go into another room. Paul rushes into the living room, bumping into Jared who could hardly hold down his laughter at out little prank. This was way better than wearing some stupid outfit. It'd be hard to deny that Paul was batting for the other team now that two of his best friends basically outted him in front of everyone. Especially since Quil planned on saying something about how I hadn't even been drinking- so that Paul couldn't play the 'I was drunk card' when he was back in his own body.
Before I can maneuver my way to Quil, Paul drags me from the room, his face an angry mess. "What the hell?" he seethes.
"You tell me!" I whisper yell, though we're in an empty bedroom in Mariah's house and no one can hear but him. I gesture to my current boob situation and he huffs.
"At least I'm helping you! You're making everyone think I'm gay! I'm just trying to make everyone know you're the hottest girl in school!" He argues, running a very girl-like hand through his hair. I try to ignore the fact that he inadvertently called me the hottest girl in school.
"Oh shove it up your ass, Walker, that's bull and you know it! I look-" I try to protest but he cuts me off with an innocent face.
"Good! You look good!" He keeps saying. Well way to make a girl feel like shit. I huff too and plop down on the bed. I was exhausted. And I was hungry. But mostly I just wanted to sleep somewhere warm and cozy and preferably in my own body.
"We really need to do something about this." I tell him, as if he doesn't already know. We were literally nowhere. We had nothing to go on. Why did I feel like I was the only on freaking out about all this?
"Oh shit, sorry." The door opens and Colton curses, noticing there was a 'couple' in the bedroom. Then he spots Paul, or me. His eyes narrow immediately at me (Paul's body) as if I had committed some heinous crime. "Erin, what're you doing in here with him? Let's go. You must be drunk." He says, and grabs Paul by the shoulder, making him leave the room. Then he turns to me with the look I would imagine a very protective brother would have. "Stay away from her." He threatens, and slams the door in my face.
"Believe me, I'm trying." I groan, and fall back onto the bed in a heap.