Karyn blinked and frowned. She had this creepy feeling all of the sudden. As if something had happened. But everything seemed the same. She was standing alone in the hallway, like she had been a moment ago.
Yet she had this funny feeling something was different. She looked around, then down at herself. Same jeans and top she'd been wearing before. But why did she have a sudden image of herself wearing some ratty clothes and with...red hair?
She wasn't exactly fashion-obsessed, but she didn't dress like that. She continued down the hall, shooting a look at Sarah McMillan. Ever since they both developed, they'd been called twins, or confused with each other, because they looked rather similar.
It had created a certain rivalry between them, especially when her best friend had talked her into trying out for cheerleading and both Sarah and her had made the squad. Sarah could be a real bitch sometimes, and worse, she brought out the worst in everyone around her.
But, cheerleading was a sport, despite what people said, and Karyn was simply better at it than Sarah. Which didn't make their relationship improve any.
