Still, there was only one way to really know for sure. Taking one last look at the girl in the mirror... the ME in the mirror, I turned. It was dinner time, and I was about to find out first hand if anybody noticed. I walked over to the door, slowly adjusting to how differently this body moved than my old one had. I was just about to open it and make my way downstairs when I heard something behind me.
"Not bad," the voice said. "Did it help? Do you feel better about yourself?"
Slowly I turned toward the voice and saw me.. The male me lying on my bed.
"Who How Why What?" I stuttered stunned.
He swung his legs over the bed and sat up. "I'm you, sort of" he said
