It feels like any normal Friday.
I wake up, I get dressed, I brush my teeth, and I leave for school.
Not until I arrive to experience extreme déjà vu do I remember.
Although every person is a different gender, everything's the same. The conversations I hear, the behavioral patterns I see. They're all the same.
They're all the same because I've lived through this day before, in the other dimension.
I go to hang up my things in my locker, but I jump back in surprise when Willnia pops out. I forgot she was hiding in there.
"Hey, Kennedy! Sorry for the inconvenience." she giggles, then runs off to join Wilson---who has just as suddenly appeared---at his locker.
"Did you guys spend another night together?" I ask with a suggestive waggle of my eyebrows.
"Yes, we---no! Not in that way, you pervert!" Wilson says quickly, pointing an accusative finger at me.
"You wish it was that way." I smirk as I turn to walk into the classroom.
"Ew, no I don't!" he yells after me.
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Language Arts is the first class of the day, and by far my all-time favorite.
When instructed, everyone retrieves their writing folders and begins working on their descriptive writing pieces. I'm finished mine, so I'm just drawing.
My pencil moves absentmindedly as I glance around the room. Kyle and Kasey are being their usual weird selves, Ross and Wesley are throwing pencils at eachother, and Janae is starting up more drama.
Everything is as usual.
And then there's the two seats in the center of the room, filled by none other than Wilson and Willnia, the newest class couple.
They're just sitting there, writing and snickering, talking all secretly in a little huddle. It makes me wonder how they'll get anything done as long as she's here.
Something tells me I'm done drawing, and I put the pencil down. I gasp involuntarily when I see what's on the paper.
I drew the Vioval Portal, in perfect, refined detail.
I quickly fold the paper and conceal it in my sweater pocket, hopeful no one has seen it. What if people start to ask questions? I can't have that right now.
For the rest of the class, I opt to read, for my own safety. Incidents like that can't happen again. It's dangerous enough just having Willnia here. We can't have a bunch of people trying to cross over into other dimensions.
Craving something different, I put down my book and start writing some random poem.
And even after more than ten minutes, I can still feel the drawing burning through my pocket.
YOU ARE READING
Soulmate
Humor{Book One} Kennedy and Wilson are normal students at Bayside Middle School. Until they discover the Vioval Portal. They are taken to an alternate dimension, where everyone they know has been transformed into their opposite genders. As Kennedy tries...
