As Sonia took her seat across from Jon, she had the uncomfortable feeling of being attracted to her own body. Jon was wearing a favorite dress of hers, and she kept finding her eyes drifting to the current teacher's cleavage. Sexuality and sexual orientation could shift oddly during swaps; if you were already attracted to a particular gender you usually didn't lose that attraction, even if you host body typically wasn't, but at the same time you tended to become attracted to whoever your host body was as well. This resulted in a lot of the class effectively becoming bisexual during the swaps, although they were instructed not to act on any attraction that was contrary to their host bodies' orientation. It didn't really matter in Jon and Ms. Esposito's case, since they were both just attracted to women, but Sonia was discovering she had apparently dissociated enough from her old body to find it hot.
"How are you feeling about Sunday, think you're ready for Bella coming home?" Sonia asked with a little trepidation. Jon had obviously been putting in a huge amount of work into his Sonia impersonation, but she was still a little worried about how he would do once he was sharing a house with her wife. If she had known ahead of time that
Jon looked down demurely and flashed a shy smile, "I'm actually looking forward to my wife coming home." Sonia noticed Jon was more and more not totally dropping out of character even when they were working together in class. He wouldn't pretend he was the original or anything, but he'd be quite consistent at referring to himself as Sonia and in this case to Sonia's wife as his own. 'It's a little odd, but whatever works for him' Sonia rationalized, 'maybe it's easier for him to keep things straight if he's not switching back and forth.
They went over their checklists and did a last minute run through of what to expect for the weekend, since this was likely the last time they could touch base before Jon's lunch with Sonia's sister or Bella's flight coming in. For Sonia it was a largely unstructured weekend, probably to be divided between video games, chores, hanging with Karyn and homework. A week in and she wasn't loving living with the Gibsons, mostly due to how loudly and frequently Linda and Zoe would argue, and hoped it would be a relatively calm weekend. She didn't normally have so much unplanned 'chill' time on the weekends, since her social calendar tended to be a little more packed than Jon's, so she was trying to think of it as a little vacation of sorts. "You seem confident, that's good, but don't be overconfident, okay?" Sonia gently counseled Jon.
Jon twirled her engagement ring around his finger, "trust me, the last thing I want to do is mess up my relationship with Bella." Jon locked eyes with her, "the point of this class is to really explore and embody our partners, right? So I'm going to be the best Sonia Esposito-Kildare I can be, including being a great wife." Jon winked at her as he said it, making Sonia blush a little bit; she knew the updated notes she'd given him on her mental state basically laid bare that she was madly in love with her wife, so it only made sense for him to emulate it. She was just a little taken aback at how sincere he sounded, but reasoned it was probably for the best if Jon had a chance of not tipping Bella off to something going on.
While the transposed teacher and student were doing some last minute coaching for the big trials of the weekend, the rest of the class was doing much the same. Sarah was firing rapid fire instructions and critiques at Larry to try and make sure he was ready to not embarrass her on his date with Biff. Leonard was quizzing Elizabeth on details about the friends of hers he'd be going out on the lake with tomorrow. Athletes like Mike and Rick were instructing their partners on any personal training they needed to keep up at home, and in general, pretty much every student was trying to make sure their partners knew everything they needed to not implode over the weekend. So far they'd all been meeting with their partners every day, but now the class would be going two days without being able to check in with their old bodies, so there was a bit of nervous energy permeating the class.
Eddie Nguyen was a stocky Vietnamese senior boy, who was president of both the AV club and the Anime club. He wasn't that visually striking, being an unathletic guy of average height with glasses, but was usually recognizable by the brown trench coat he often wore; Eddie thought it was cool, but most of the student body didn't agree. Or rather, that's how he could have been described at the start of the week, before he stepped into the swap machine and left that life behind for the duration of the class.
His partner was Claire Darling, a pretty all American redheaded sophomore girl, and that was the body he was now in. It had been an eye opening week, letting him experience a side of the school he'd never been a part of before. Claire was quite popular and served on the Student Government, in addition to being involved in a few other clubs and the girl's tennis team. Eddie had always had his little group of friends who shared his interests, but it seemed like everyone liked Claire and suddenly being a social butterfly had been a big adjustment.
"So, remember, you've got tennis practice this afternoon, and then need to go ahead and get my homework done tonight since the weekend's so packed. Gina's birthday party's tomorrow; don't forget to take the gift!" Claire instructed from Eddie's body, "have fun and if Scott flirts with you, flirt back, but don't flirt first." Scott was Claire's on again off again boyfriend, and they were currently in an off again phase. Eddie honestly didn't quite get all the back and forth drama the two seemed to have, but knew he was under strict instructions not to be the first to 'break'. Claire plowed on, "If Gina invites you to stay after, you should, but don't stay out too late. You've got brunch with my family on Sunday and mom will scold you if it looks like you're drifting off. Then Sunday afternoon you're going to the mall with the girls," Claire looked down at the anime tee shirt and long coat she was wearing, "please try and only buy stuff that's cute."
Eddie resisted the urge to roll his eyes. To be fair, looking at it from the outside, he could admit the coat maybe didn't look as nice as he thought, but still. He himself was wearing a cute red overall dress over a white sweater with white thigh socks and mary janes. "I'm all over it. Tennis, Homework, Party, Present, Maybe Flirting, Brunch and Shopping. You think you're set for my weekend?"
Claire took a moment to look down at her notes before looking back nonplussed, "All you told me I'm doing is 'chilling' and maybe starting a new tv show if I feel like it. I think I can handle it."
As the bell rang, Jon directed Sonia to return to her seat. She hadn't been lying when she told her swap partner that she was looking forward to Bella getting home. She was still nervous, sure, but honestly that was massively outweighed by how thrilling she found the whole thing. Jon had never even been on a date, and now she was married to a gorgeous intelligent woman she'd fantasized about before; exploring the relationship and experiencing life as a married woman was something she was eager to dive into. In the back of her mind she knew she was going to have to experience even more than that soon, getting pregnant, but for the next two months it was going to be her and Bella, enjoying her life as a beautiful adult woman.
"Okay class," Jon called out to the students a minute before the bell would ring. "I hope everyone has an exciting first weekend in your new lives. If you run into crisis you can text your partners, but I want to encourage you to avoid it if you can. You'll be on your own the next two days and I want you to take the opportunity to start really thinking of yourselves as who you appear to be. Remember to note your experiences for your paper, and above all have fun and embrace your new identities. Buena Suerte!" She finished as the bell rang, releasing them into their first weekend.
