When Kyla woke up, she initially thought the previous day, where she'd been beautiful and popular while Tiffany was stuck in her old nerdy life, was some sort of dream, until platinum blond hair fell across her face. A brilliant smile had immediately spread across her face, showing her new perfect teeth (Unlike hers, Tiffany's body had no need of braces,) it had all really happened!
So it was, an hour later, that she was strutting into Lakeview Academy with a confidence she'd never had before. She was wearing Tiffany's midriff baring green crop top, showing off Tiffany's abs, while Tiffany's cute bubble butt filled out Tiffany's designer skinny jeans. 'Except,' Kyla thought mischievously to herself, 'none of those things belong to Tiffany anymore, they all belong to ME.' She knew it was a shallow thought, but screw it, being Tiffany Sanders felt good. On a whim Kyla flipped out Tiffany's iphone and took a quick pouty selfie for her instagram page as she leaned against her new locker. (Tiffany had been extremely reluctant to tell her the details for her socials the day before, even if Kyla could unlock most of them with the face she now wore. Still, the thought of having no posts at all and losing followers had driven the cheerleader to instruct her on how to use them.) She signed the photo with the caption, "New Day, New Me!" Most people would think it was just another pseudo inspirational saying that Tiff often put on her posts, but Kyla knew the former Tiffany would get the double meaning. They may need to work together, but Kyla was going to enjoy the shoe being on the other foot as long as she could.
She heard the click of heels and turned to see Sarah McMillan walking down the hall, and for the first time in her life, instead of rushing to hide from the queen bee, she smiled and waved the other blonde over. After all, Tiffany Sanders didn't need to hide from anything.
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MEANWHILE
Leonard couldn't help smiling like a fool as he finished his twelfth lap around the university track; he was so fit now! Far from being a odious chore, starting Kelsey's exercise regimen was exhilarating to the formerly asthmatic and overweight boy. 'Emphasis on the former' he thought to himself as he took a long drink of water from Kelsey's pink water bottle. Clad in a purple sports bra, and lavender compression shorts, with his long black hair cascading down his back, he knew he looked like something straight out of a sports drink commercial.
"Morning run, check!" He said to himself, still thrilling every time Kelsey's voice escaped his lips. "Now to shower off and get ready for psych." Kelsey's first class wasn't till ten, it was so much more relaxing than his previous highschool schedule! He'd have plenty of time to 'enjoy' his shower. Econ and US history had actually been fun the previous day, the lectures were pretty interesting and his classmates were so nice to him; as Kelsey, he attracted looks wherever he went, but they were far more positive than the looks he'd gotten as Leonard. Today he had her psychology and American literature class, plus her morning workout he'd just done, coffee with her friend Emiko, and then a family dinner. He was a bit nervous about not slipping up through coffee, but he'd convinced Kelsey to give him a thorough cheat sheets on her closest friends and he'd spent part of last night memorizing the one on Emiko Meshida.
He was more looking forward to the family dinner, something he'd previously dreaded. Tonight, he'd not be be being compared to Kelsey, Kelsey would be compared to him!
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MEANWHILE
Roger McMillan's tumble on the mats the previous day had done little to diminish his excitement for today. Flying through the air as a cheerleader was thrilling, easily as good as being QB. Sarah had been a bit of a mess that morning but they'd gotten him ready without too much trouble. He was wearing a tight pink tanktop and white shorts, while his hair was tied back in a high pony. For shoes he wore some wedge sandals that gave him back a bit of his old height, and Sarah's gucci purse and cheerleading bag were slung over his shoulders.
Driving to school in Sarah's car, he couldn't deny he felt marvelous. Sure he felt bad for his princess, but not having any aches and pangs from age, a bad back, or smokers lungs kept distracting him from that. Maybe fate had decided he deserved to relive his highschool glory for awhile, just on the other side of the gender line? He parked and was walking into school when an arm snaked its way around his waist and he turned to see his (that is to say Sarah's) boyfriend Biff. "Morning, babe" Biff said before leaning into a kiss, making Roger blush scarlet. He hadn't told Sarah, who was still quite distraught and taking another day off from the office, but making out with Biff the previous afternoon had been one of the highlights and it looked like it was going to continue.
His marriage to Susan was largely on on paper these days; whatever fire had once been there had long been put out. He'd die of embarrassment if the men at the club knew, but being the object of Biff's affections was invigorating. It felt nice to be loved, plus Biff was a rather fine specimen...
'Well what Sarah and the Boys don't know, won't hurt them' Roger thought as he threw his arms around Biff's neck and pulled him into a deeper kiss.
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MEANWHILE
Stephanie was humming to herself as she drove from Amanda's preschool to Lakeview Academy; she normally woke up in a bad mood, but either the new body, the new house, or Amanda just being a ball of sunshine put a smile on her face that morning. Yesterday had been strange and today promised to be stranger, but she was pretty psyched about another day without going to classes. Being the boss had it's perks. As she parked, she was about to check the schedule the real Ms. Lafayette had left for her when she saw a text from her old number.
Her eyes widened as she read it, "oh shit."
