Chapter #5Looking for Claire by: MRBustin   While the class continued watching the news for something, anything, new I sent my sister a quick text asking who's body she was in. A few minutes later she replied saying that she was still herself, so I told her that we need to meet up. She agreed and we arranged to meet up at the school soccer field as soon as we could sneak away. It wasn't long before I saw my opening. Once Mrs. Barkley was distracted by another student "exploring" their new body I grabbed all my things and quietly made my way out of the room. Unknown to me, Willow saw the whole thing from her seat in the back corner of the room, and she took the same opportunity to follow me. I was just about to leave the school through the exit by our gym when I heard my old voice shout "Where do you think your going?"
Spinning around I spotted Willow standing there in my body about halfway down the hallway, hands on hips, standing in a very girly manner, with her purse slung over my old shoulder. "Willow!" I whispered loudly. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm making sure your not going to do anything to my body. Now answer MY question"
"I'm meeting up with my un-swapped sister" I answered. "Then we're going to figure out what to do next"
"Not without me your not" she replied as she walked towards me.
"I don't recall asking you if you wanted to come with us" I said, starting to get upset.
"I don't remember giving you a choice"
"I don't have time for this" I said as I turned around and went through the door. Willow was a little blown away that I would disrespect her like that but before I knew it she had also exited the school and caught up to me. And the entire walk to the soccer field she didn't take her eyes off me.
"As we approached the field I saw my younger sister standing next to the bleachers with a worried look on her face. "Nick?" I heard her shout.
"Yeah, it's me" I replied.
"Who, who's that with you?"
"Willow" I answered. "She won't let me leave her sight apparently"
"So" Willow stated once we were all together. "What now?"
"Well, Claire and I are going to find our way home somehow and hope our mom is ok"
"What? How?" Claire asked. "It's almost 10 miles away. It'll take all day. And I don't know if you've noticed but it's not exactly safe outside"
"We'll figure something out" I said, trying to sound confident when in reality I was just as scared as Claire was.
"I got my drivers license a few days ago, why don't me just take my car" Willow said. "It would be a lot quicker and safer than walking"
"I like that idea" Claire said.
"Fine" I said. While I was all for getting home quicker, I didn't want to spend more time with Willow than need be. But with everyone in agreement we quickly made our way to the student parking lot where Willows car, a red Mini Cooper, was located. Once Willow pulled her keys from the purse and unlocked the car, we all took our seats. Willow was in the drivers seat, myself in the front passenger seat, and Claire behind Willow. Willow took a minute to adjust her seat and all her mirrors because of the fact that my body was about 3 or 4 inches taller than hers was. Once she was satisfied with the adjustments she turned the car on and we left the school. After a normally 12 minute drive that took us almost 30 minutes because of all the wrecks on the road, we were walking into our house. Opening the door, I called out for our mom to no replies.
"Corrine, why don't you go see if mom is upstairs" I said.
"Ok" she replied.
Once Corrine had walked upstairs to look for our mom Willow said "do you really think that she's gonna be here? The front door was left unlocked, and with what is going on she probably swapped bodies with some random person. For all you know, she could be in a different state or country. Or worse"
"I can't afford to think like that" I said. "She'll be back soon if she isn't here. I know it"
No sooner had I said that, the front door opened and we heard a voice call out "Hello. Evan, Corrine, are you home?"
"Mom? Is that you" I called back as I spun around.
"Yeah sweetie, it's me" the voice called back.
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