Switching Places

9. Chloe

   "Who is Alec Shaw, and why do you hate him?"

   I sighed before answering Promise. "We really should have given ourselves a few more days before we did this switch. There is so much we haven't told each other."

   "I know. But whatever, if we have questions, like the one I just asked you, we can just call. Now answer me!" she demanded.

   "He's just a jerk. I met him on my first day of school. He was acting like he owned the place, like everyone should get out of his way when he walks down the halls. He doesn't even know who I am, so don't bother yourself with him. Why are you asking this anyways?"

   "Because David is getting back on the soccer team. Apparently he is just as good as Alec at the sport." She said on the other end.

   "David plays soccer? Since when?" I asked. How could my best friend not tell me this?

   "It's kind of a long story, and I have to be back to class soon. I'll tell you tonight, but first I want to know how your day at my school is going?" She asked, and I could practically hear the smirk in her voice.

   "It's different. Everything is so polished and new. The students follow that stupid cliche staying in cliques thing, everything is so big and spacious. I kind of miss the crowded halls back at my school."

   "One last thing before I hang up, there's a soccer game tonight, I want you to go. Come undercover, wear like, baggy clothes and stuff. And there is a few things I want you to bring, so listen close and write this down."

Private school is like stepping into a different world. The whole day I was acting as a 'popular', like the rest of the world didn't exist, and all that matters was that people were looking at us. Basically I was acting like everything I told Promise how Alec was acting.

   I think I did pretty good with the makeup this morning and choosing my outfit. I did as Promise suggested, and looked up some makeup tutorials, and it made it easy because Promise had every makeup brush and product that you could ever imagine. 

   The outfit I picked was probably considered simple, but to me it was pretty spectacular. I wore a light blue dress, with a black waist belt, black high heels, and some of Promise's jewelry. I must have passed off as her, because no one said anything about my outfit. I know that if Jasmine saw it, she would freak because it was so cute.

   I was now in Promise's car, wearing the most un-revelling clothes of hers that I could find. Some black jeans, and a form fitting black sweater. I had a hat on my head, and a pair of her big sun glasses. The bag of stuff she wanted is sitting in the backseat. I have no idea what she is planning, or why she would ever need this stuff. But I'm going to give it to her tonight at the soccer game. I hope no one sees us together.