Sarah looked at her oddly. "I don't know what's wrong with you, but you calling me a prep is like the pot calling the kettle black."
"What?" Stephanie said, then turned and looked at herself in one of the hallway mirrors. She didn't look preppy in the slightest. What was Sarah talking about? Was she completely blind? Or was she seeing something that Stephanie wasn't?
Suddenly, Stephanie had a pounding headache that seemed to come out of nowhere. And then it disappeared as quickly as it came.
"Are you okay?" Sarah asked.
Stephanie looked up at her, then back at the mirror. She stared at her reflection. Everything about herself looked exactly the same as it had before, except her hair wasn't dyed anymore. It was back to its natural blond color, just like Sarah's. What had happened? Did her headache cause that? It didn't seem possible. But then again, none of this seemed possible, yet it was all happening.
"Something wrong?" Sarah asked.
