You look around, and no one seems to be reacting to what just happened. You don't understand why though. You are suddenly a boy in a skirt, and no one is even giving you a strange look, not even Tiffany, who is in a similar situation to you.
"Whats wrong, Tifa?" Tiffany asks you.
"Huh?" you say, not getting why Tiffnay just addressed you as her.
"I asked whats wrong. You look pretty worried about something." she says.
"Nothing seems strange to you?" you ask her.
"Not really. I feel fine, you look fine, and I can't think of anything else that might be bothering you. Are you feeling sick?"
"No, I don't think so." you say.
"Hey Tiffany, you coming or not?" Rachel asks giving you a tap on the shoulder.
'So, I'm really Tiffany now? Or something like that?' you think to yourself, still not getting what was going on.
"Well, have fun." Tiffany says as she and Patrick start walking off. "Whatever is wrong, I hope you feel better."
You get into the back seat of the car, and Rachel turns around to face you. "Something wrong with you, girl?"
'So they think I'm a girl now? Guess it would make sense if everybody thinks I'm Tifa now.' you think to yourself. "I don't think so."
"Well, I'm sure you'll feel better when we get to the mall." Rachel says. "You can get that dress you've been wanting for a while."
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