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Chapter 6

Hope's POV: I sighed, skimming through the spell books left on Lizzie's desk, looking for anything that might help us with our body swapping situation, but the only thing I seem to find is possession and I don't think I want to risk killing Lizzie trying to expel her out of my body. Closing the book in frustration, I leaned back against the headboard before feeling something jab me in the back. Frowning in confusion, I lifted the pillow curiously before sticking my hand in the pillow case and pulling out a purple, glittery book. Looking it over curiously, I paused as I felt an warm sensation spread throughout my hands before a soft click filled my ears as the book opened. 

September 12, 2029 

Dear Diary, 

No. Wait. That just sounds dumb. Why do people call it a diary anyway? It just a place where people come to technically talk to themselves and I don't need some sappy book to do that. Right. Not the point. I don't exactly know how this works. I've never had a journal before, but Mrs. Tig seems to think that I should write down what I'm feeling in this stupid book, which I totally think is kind of cliche and dumb but whatever. Just because everyone in this sad, little town apparently keeps journals, doesn't mean that I want one too. But since Mrs. Tig is staring at me across the room like some freakishly large animal, I guess I'll write something to get her off my scent. Just don't expect this to become a regular thing, because that is so not happening.

 Wait. This Lizzie's Diary?

"Here's the invitations", Penelope announced, entering the room without knocking, causing me to jump as I threw the book across the bed as if I was caught doing something I wasn't suppose to be doing. 

Think of something. What would Lizzie do?

"God. What did I say about knocking", I exhaled, throwing my hands up in exasperation. 

"That it's for idiots", she answered, staring at me in confusion. 

"Exactly. So why didn't you knock", I threw back, narrowing my eyes slightly.

"Okay. Did I miss something here", Penelope questioned, sitting on the edge of the bed as I snatched the book from the bed and held it to my chest almost instinctively, causing me to look down at my hands in confusion. "Is this about me dating your sister again, because Josie promised me that you were passed all that", she frowned, gaining my attention once more.

"Well, obviously we're not, okay", I said in frustration.

"Wow", she scoffed, getting to her feet. "You know what, this party was Josie's idea. She thought that we could actually get to know each other better, because apparently you were a nice person under this bitchy act, but I guess she was wrong", she huffed, storming out of the room.

"Does this mean that I don't have to go", I called out, wincing as the door slammed shut, causing me to bite my lip as I glanced down at the diary once more. Shaking the thought from my head, I put it back where I found it before grabbing another spell book to look through.

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Lizzie's POV: Glancing down at Hope's schedule once more, I grumbled to myself as I made my way into the gym, scrunching my nose up at the smell of sweat and athletic tape. Walking across the room, I sat down on the bleachers before tossing Hope's bag beside me boredly as I watched the wolves get ready for a game of dodge-ball. "Hope, would you mind joining everyone on the court", Dorian spoke up.

"It's okay, Mr. Williams. I'm good", I waved him off, causing some of the wolves to snicker.

"Hope, we've talked about this", he sighed. "I know you don't want to be apart of the pack, but as long as your in this class, you have to participate", he told me, causing me to get to my feet with an irritated huff.