At school, things went from bad to worse.
Cami—now in Coop's body—tried to navigate the day as best as she could. She walked into Coop's classroom, feeling completely out of place. She barely recognized any of his friends, and the boys kept giving her weird looks.
"Uh... hey, guys?" she asked awkwardly, sitting at Coop's desk.
Fred, one of Coop's friends, gave her a confused look. "What's up with you today, Coop? You're acting all... quiet."
"Uh... nothing!" Cami said quickly, trying to mimic Coop's usual swagger. "Just, you know, *focusing!*"
Meanwhile, Coop—now in Cami's body—was struggling with *her* usual responsibilities. First, he had to deal with her friends, who kept asking about a group project.
"Uh... Cami?" Charlotte said. "Are you okay? You're acting kinda... off."
Coop blinked, scrambling to remember what Cami would usually say. "Yeah, totally fine! Just... uh... stressed about this project!"
Charlotte frowned. "Really? You never act stressed out."
Coop winced. "Uh, yeah, well, I'm trying to do better. You know, be more... *responsible.*"
Back in Coop's body, Cami was struggling with how differently guys acted around each other. "Why do boys have to be so *weird* all the time?" she muttered under her breath.
Coop—now in Cami's body—was equally frustrated, especially when he accidentally messed up one of her presentations.
"This is a nightmare," he grumbled. "How do you manage all this stuff, Cami?"