He frowned when she didn't answer. "You alright? You look a bit frazzled. Did you sleep in your clothes last night?"
She looked at him. "Don't you notice anything different about me?"
He squinted at her. "Like what?"
Like I'm wearing someone else's clothes? Like I have the chest of a little girl? Sarah wanted to scream.
"Ummm...Tyler," she tested. "What do you think of the Head Cheerleader?"
"Amber? She's hot, but...she's kind of snooty, don't you think?"
Amber Levine is the head cheerleader? Amber was much more of a follower than a leader.
"What about Sarah McMillan?" She tested.
"Umm...who?" Tyler said, blankly.
Sarah wasn't sure what to make of that. He clearly wasn't lying. How could he not know who I am? And who does he think I am?
