The Saturday Switch
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Madison Garner had it out for me. She had it out for everyone actually, I was just part of the list. She enjoyed calling me out for things that eventually became my insecurities and for that I hated her with every fiber of my being. I knew how to defend myself, and never let her words get to me, but she always brushed off my comebacks and walked away with the power, I could never gain.
I guess this became a little game to the both of us and as we came to the midpoint of our high school career, we actually got to talking. We had an actual conversation outside a mirror shop in a mall that I could tell we both enjoyed.
It was surprising I admit, but let me tell you what surprised me more than that.
I woke up in her body the next morning.
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