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Some people think that others have an easier life. Be careful what you wish for...
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Chapter #3

Samatha Claire

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Samatha Claire leaned against the wall and scowled at Tiffany McGann and Rachel Miles, two of the most preppy girls at her school. Tiffany was also the head cheerleader. Samatha hated them. They all dressed like real life Barbie dolls and acted like total sluts, especially with the jocks. It made her so sick. Why couldn't they all be more like her and her Goth friends? Samatha and her friends used their brains to get ahead, not their bodies. Sure, the Goths were looked down upon and the Preps were looked up to, but in the long run, it was the ones with the brains that succeeded in life. Right? If only things were different, maybe high school would be a lot more tolerable.

Shaking her head, Samatha headed home, not even realizing that the next morning, things would be different, but not exactly the way she intended or wanted them to be.

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Beep ... beep ... beep ...

Samatha groggily woke up, then slammed her fist down on her alarm clock snooze button. "Jus a little more sleep," she muttered, her eyes barely open. But then something caused her eyes to open wide and that's when she realized that something was wrong. Very wrong.

"What the hell?" she uttered, looking around her bedroom. Except ... it wasn't her bedroom. She was even sure that this wasn't her house. How did she get here? Wherever she was, she was sure that the bedroom didn't belong to a Goth. In fact, the room looked quite pink and girly.

She sat up a bit, to get a better look at her surroundings, and that's when she saw her body. The covers slid down, exposing a tanned-skin body with large breasts, all somewhat covered by a lavender nightie. This was definitely not her body. What was happening?

Samatha got out of bed and ran to the bedroom mirror, hoping that it would clear up a lot of things. Well, it cleared up one thing. She wasn't in her own body anymore. Instead, she was in Tiffany McGann's body!
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