She stumbles out of the room, and walks into the bathroom. She looks in the mirror; a different face stares back at her. She stumbles back knocking over a vase, she looked at the now broken vase, dead flowers and stained water scatters on the floor. She never let flowers die.
Her hair was dark and messy, it spiked up in all directions. Her eyes were green instead of blue, but the scariest change was that she appeared to be a girl no longer, she was a guy. Her jaw dropped and a strangled cry escaped her mouth. Her voice was at the unsteady point of deep and high, cracking every other tone.
The sound that escaped her mouth scared her more and caused her to scream louder.
"I'm a man!" She cried.
The face she now holds makes her frustrated with every imperfection.
"I'm a low class, flawed man!" Her name is Thea Ravenna, she is a famous actress in Ireland, and she had a guaranteed spot in Broadway if her reviews in her next show were good. Now she was some mystery middle aged nobody. She smacked her now huge hands to her forehead. She sobs manly sobs.
"Uh Zach?" Thea whipped around to see a young looking man that seems to be either extremely tired, or hung-over. She grabbed the nearest weapon; a hairbrush. "Who are you?" she says threatening with the hairbrush. "Whoa dude, looks like you had way too much last night," he says slurring at every word.
"I am not drunk you fool!"
"And where did the accent come from?"
Thea wanted badly to smack him with the brush, but she knew that to him, she wasn't a gorgeous female actress, she was a bum.
"Who is this," she says gesturing the mystery body.
"Ummm, Zach Draver?" He says with a confused expression.
"Zach Draver," She repeated under her breath.
"How did he do this?" The actress asked.
"What?"
"How did he turn me into himself? It must be some scheme to get my money."
"Dude is this a joke? Cause its not funny, its freaky."
"This is not a bloody joke! I am Thea Ravenna I am a famous actress and now I'm Zach Draver!"
"Um act-ress? You've got to be kidding me," He says.
The girl looks at him, everyone is going to think I'm crazy, she thought. I can't get help from anyone normal. But maybe, if I learn more about Zach Draver, It'll be easier.
"So um, what do I do?" she asks trying to sound calm.
"You wash dishes at Bethann's Burgers."
Thea's jaw dropps, and she paces franticly around the bathroom.
Just before I can ask another question the room shakes.
"Earthquake!" She yells stumbling onto the counter for support.
"Thea!" someone cries.
"Thea!"
She squeezes her eyes shut.
"Theeeeaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
She opens her eyes to her director Amber, her eyes are wide, walls aren't crumbling anymore, she looks around, and familiar faces stare at her. "I'm I'm in my theater!" she thought.
She looks at herself and jumps around joyfully "I'm not a dishwasher!"
Everyone looks around for explanation.
It was just a dream, she says smiling.
That night, still amazed at the reality of the dream, she tries to see if there is really a Zach Draver, despite how silly it would be.
To her surprise, she finds him on a social media site, he has the exact same face that she was trapped in. She almost screams when she reads his latest post;
"I had a dream I was an Irish actress last night, it was freaky."
It was just a dream.
Or was it?
