He was in someone else's body again.
"Did you hear me, Melony?"
"Umm...what?" He asked, vision clearing. The owner of the voice was a cute blonde girl, wearing a low cut shirt and skirt.
"I said that girls like Sarah McMillan get attention because boys think they'll put out. Girls like us get attention because we're fun, smart, and we don't play games. What do you want? A one-night hookup or a real relationship?"
"Umm..." Mikey stumbled again, looking down. He spotted feminine curves covered by a tight light blue T-shirt. Below that was a pair of blue jeans and sandals. More surprisingly, the skin was a mocha tone. Mikey didn't know many black people. There weren't that many in town.
Why had he been put into a girl again? Weren't there enough boys in town? Next time if there was a next time, he was going to specifically wish to be a boy. He was getting too used to this.
"Yeah," he finally agreed. "Sorry...I'm umm...tired."
