Sierra and Catarina S1 E5: Magic of the Crystal Ball

Part 3

The next day, when they walked into Fair Oaks Middle School-the first person they saw was Titus.

"Hey, Sierra!" he said, cheerily. "And you too uh.... Catarina." 

In the morning of Sierra Silveron's house or at least it looked like Sierra Silveron was breakfast time.

"Good morning, sweetie," said Mrs. Silveron.

"Oh...." Sierra said, obviously distracted, "Um, hi...."

Sierra and Catarina well they have switched bodies, as you can see. The real Sierra is in Catarina's body and the real Catarina is in Sierra's body.

Mrs. Silveron thought there was something going on, but she didn't say it, instead, "That's a beautiful dress you are wearing, Sierra dear."

"Thanks!" exclaimed Sierra, looking pleased. "Valerie Kings asked me if I wanted to go to the mall. It was really kind of her, and I said yes. We had an awesome time!"

"That's nice to hear, Sierra," her so-called mother glanced nervously at the ceiling, "but I thought, dear, you hated going to the mall and, I thought, dear, that you hated dresses. Remeber? I used to beg you to get yourselves a pair of brand-new jeans from Dresses' Delight, something....more....it's been easier since Catarina moved. I say, she did do a good job convincing you, didn't she?"

"Really, um, what?" asked Sierra. Then she rushed to the door to get her backpack but banged her forehead with the door.

"Ouch! Oh well-I never leave home without it!" She then rubbed some strawberry lotion on her face. Fixing up her makeup, Sierra grabbed a mini mirror out and looked at her reflection.

"Okay, dear, I don't know what's going on. I think you do? Yes, it's a good thing that you're being more mindful of what you wear.-but, Sierra, really? This nonsense? Makeup? This is precisely what Catarina would do!" Mrs. Silveron ran the wooden comb carelessly through her curly blonde hair, her violet eyes full of concern.

"But Mrs. Silveron- I AM Catarina," Sierra suddenly cried, her eyes bright.

"Sierra, I'm warning you!" scowled Mrs. Silveron, threateningly. "If you pull one more prank on your parents, your dad or me....."

Catarina's gray eyes welled up, she took a deep breath, exhaled, and went rambling, full speed, like a car running on a highway, "It's Catarina Faye, Mrs. Silveron, I'm serious! You see, Sierra and I went to Grandma Whisk's to see this crystal ball. We fought over it, and it broke. The crystal ball completely changed our bodies, but, really, it's Catarina!-I look like Sierra-but I'm not! Please, you must believe me...."

Mrs. Silveron's face darkened, her eyes widened. "Oh no.....I believe you, but all this......wait.....

"And, you mean that my daughter, Sierra, is at the Faye's resident?"

Catarina, or, shall we say Sierra, nodded. "So, er, what am I going to do?"

"Good question," Mrs. Silveron said, "so in public you're going to pretend you are Sierra. For now, just go to school and have a normal day as-possible. I'll inform my husband what has happened when he wakes up."

" O-kay!," said Sierra ( Catarina ) and she rushed out of the door.

Meanwhile the fake Catarina ( Sierra ) was having the time of her life! Waffles. Bacon. Orange Juice. How good could this morning be?