Turning towards the source of the voice, Jon was surprised to see that the one who had called out to him was Sarah! And stranger yet, she was wearing his clothes! He then recalled how he had seen her pass him while he was still in a daze.
"Uh, hi, Sarah," Jon replied.
"You did this, didn't you?" Sarah said angrily, stomping towards him. "You drugged me or something and forced me to wear your clothing. Admit it!"
"Sarah, I know this looks like some sort of prank, but ..."
"Are those my clothes?" Sarah asked, stunned. "What the hell are you doing wearing my clothes?!"
"Is there a problem here?" asked Ms. Johnson, one of the gym teachers. She was in the girls locker room when she overheard Sarah yelling.
"Yes, there's a problem," Sarah said. "He drugged me and made me wear my clothes." Wait a minute. That wasn't right. The clothes that Sarah was wearing weren't her clothes, obviously. They belonged to Jon.
"So, he made you wear your own clothes? What's to complain about?" the teacher asked, obviously not understanding what was wrong.
"No. The clothes I'm wearing are mine and the clothes he's wearing are his." Sarah's eyes went wide. What the hell was wrong with her? Why was she saying the opposite of what she wanted to say?
"His? Sarah, I think maybe you should go to the nurse's office. I think the stress is getting to you," the teacher said.
"No! You're not getting it. Everything is wrong."
"Wrong how?" Ms. Johnson asked.
It was at that moment when Biff Meadows (Sarah's boyfriend) showed up. He put an arm around Jon and then kissed him ... on his lips! Sarah nearly vomited. What the hell was Biff doing?!
"Hey, Jon," he said. "We still on for tonight?"
"You bet, baby," Jon said, smiling. The moment he said it, his eyes went wide. Did he just say what he thought he just said? And why didn't he put up more of a fight when Biff locked lips with him?
When Biff walked away, both Jon and Sarah exchanged worried glances. It seemed that Sarah was no longer mad at Jon. Obviously, he wasn't to blame for whatever was happening, given his and Biff's brief encounter.
Jon grabbed Sarah's arm and pulled her away. "It's okay, Ms. Johnson. I can deal with this myself."
The gym teacher just stood there, scratching her head, but then just shrugged and walked back into the locker room.
"What's going on?" Sarah asked. "Everyone is treating me as if I was you and treating you as if you were me."
"Yeah," Jon said, feigning ignorance as to the cause of this "phenomenon" (obviously, this had something to do with that vague wish he made, but he didn't want Sarah to know about that). "And it seems that when we interact with other people we have to talk to them like we're each other." He turned away for a moment. "I still can't believe I allowed Biff to kiss me. Ugh."
"I wish I knew what was happening," Sarah said. "Maybe then I could stop it."
"Oh, Sarah. There you are," someone suddenly said. They turned and saw ...
