As Gladys picked up a pocketbook, Sarah MacMillan suddenly pulled the covers off of herself and got out of bed. And dressed in only her underwear, she walked mindlessly out of her room, in search of new clothes,
There was nothing for her to wear in the house...everything seemed wrong. She wandered the streets, making turns, until she entered yet another house, and headed into a bedroom she'd never been in before.
Sarah had problems that had been on her mind as she'd slept. She was in danger of getting left back. It wasn't that she was stupid...but pretty and popular didn't get you everything. It didn't work on female teachers, for one. And while homework could be done by a lovestruck boy...a test couldn't.
Sarah headed for the closet and opened it, pulling out the clothes that she intended on wearing that day. It was like nothing she'd be caught dead wearing normally. She slipped on long-sleeved button-down shirt, then donned a pair of pants, pulling them up and belting them just below her breasts. She picked up a pair of thick coke-bottle-like glasses and put them on.
She felt different...there was something about the world that seemed challenging....
As Sarah , Jay Duncan suddenly pulled the covers off of himself and got out of bed. And dressed in only his underwear, he walked mindlessly out of his room, in search of new clothes.
