Bodies Changed

Learning

We get to my apartment and we make our way to the door. That's when Killian stops me. "So what subject are the finals that I will be taking?" He asks nervously. "It's two, one is social research and the other is trigonometry with statistics." I say. He chuckles as he shakes his head. "Are you like freaking Einstein, I can't do any of those things." He says in a furious tone. I scoff.

"Didn't you go to college?" I ask. He nods. "Yeah but I went for business not for research and trigonometry." He said. "Hey we made a deal and anyways if I fail I will still have a good grade in those classes, I just need to take the finals." I said. He covered his face which in reality was my face and I laughed because I looked funny. "Fine whatever." He said and scoffed.

That's when it hit me that I said yes to doing that interview and I've never gone to an interview. He starts to walk and I stop him. "Hey Killian, where's the interview and like what will I be applying for?" He chuckles. "It's at Guess Co. I am applying for the manager position and then they will call me in two weeks to see if I got it or not so you need to do that." My eyes shot open.

"Are you serious, I can't go on that job interview." I yelled. Killian chuckled. "What you haven't been to one miss Swan?" I nodded. "No any job I would get they would either offer it to me or I would just get there and would start working." I said. He scoffs as he looks at me from head to toe. "People have it easy." I gave him a dirty look. "Excuse me?" I said. "Yes I mean little girls like you have it easy being smart and all." He said. I scoffed.

"Little rich momma's boy have it easy, I've struggled to get where I am now while people like you get everything handed to them on a silver platter, hence the Honda Civic you own." I said. We were both staring at each other with anger in our eyes. It was so weird to see him because I felt like I was staring at myself.

"Fine I'll do it, let me go get my backpack and my scantrons." I say and I make my way to the apartment and Killian grabs my arm. "Ow." I scream. "Your grip hurts Jones." He then let's go. "Sorry Emma but you can't go in there, you're in my body." I look at my hands and he was right, I had totally forgotten that I was in Killian's body. I sighed. "That's right then go in and find a black and white polka dot back pack in my room." I say. He nods.

I went to wait for him in the car. After 10 minutes he comes out and gets in the car. "What took so long?" I asked as I was reversing. "Well your parents were interrogating me." He said. I gasp. "Oh well nothing else matters as long as you do my finals." I say. "So take out my notes and study anything you can for my math one right now." I say to Killian as I merged on to the freeway.

"Ugh, hey wait we have to go to my house and pick up the outfit that you will wear to my interview." He says. I start to panic. "But you have to go inside my house and get it Emma." He says. I nod no. "Come in with me please." I say. He sighs. "Fine, whatever the lady desires." He says and I couldn't help but laugh because he was the lady not me.

We drive  to his house and park. We both stood still before entering. We walked in and tried to run upstairs and his father stops us. "Killian where do you think you're going and with a woman?" He says. I look at Killian and I'm waiting for him to respond and then it hit me that I'm Killian. "Oh I'm so sorry Mr. Jones my name is Emma, a friend of Killian's I just came here to help him with his interview today and give him some guidelines as to what he should expect out of it." Killian says.

His dad looks at me and gives me a death glare. "Is this true son?" I nod. He walks up to Killian and stares at him. "Have I met you before?" He asks Killian. "No dad you've never met hi- I mean her before." I say to Killian's dad. He smiles and nods. "Ok then." We walk up to his room and Killian closes the door. "That was a close one." I nod.

"So who's Milah?" I ask. He laughs. "Why so nosy Miss Swan?" I chuckle. "Milah is someone who I'm talking to, well I think I'm talking to." He says and smiles super big. I laughed because I have never smiled so big like he just did and well technically I was seeing myself smile. "Wait how'd you know?" He asks and I laugh. "In the morning before I left your sisters talked about her to me." He shakes his head and nods.

He goes and opens his closet and takes out an outfit. "Ok when we get to the company you will change into this and I will guide you through everything." I nod. We walked out the house without running into anyone and booked it to the car. After 20 minutes we made it to the university. We hung out and I helped Killian study for my exams. Its almost testing time so we make our way to the classroom.

"Ok you will do the math final right now and I will wait for you out here and I will help you study more for my social research one." I say and Killian nods. "I haven't been in school since I was 21, I don't need this." He says. "How old are you?" I ask. "I'm going to be 25, in January." He says. I gasp. "And you?" He asks. "22 in April." I reply. "Nice." He says and smiles.

"Hey focus on this, don't freak out ok?" I say to him and he nods. I hand him a pencil and my ID. "Give me your phone." He gives me a weird look. "Why?" "So you won't be tempted during the exam to take it out." He chuckles. "I'm not dumb Emma I went to college too you know." He says. "I know, I'm sorry I just don't trust people and well.. ok fine keep it." I look at his face and I could see a look of concern but in reality I'm seeing my concerned look on my face.

"I sit in the last row all the way in the back corner." He laughs and gasps sarcastically. "What the smart one in the back well that's a first." I clenched my jaw for some reason and it felt normal like my body just did it out of the blue. I guess when Killian gets irritated or annoyed he clenches his jaw.

I do a fake laugh and he laughs. "Ok ok calm down well here goes nothing." "Good luck." I yelled as he walked in. Oh I hope he can do this. I actually hated the fact that I had to trust someone to get my work done. For far too long I have dealt with things on my own so that's why I was being cautious with him. I would rather do things myself than depend on someone else to do them for me.