The Switch

Excerpt:

Jessica’s POV
“Skylar, what are you doing over here?” A blonde haired girl steps in front of me. She has striking blue eyes contrasting with her sun tanned skin. Her nose stuck up in a snobby way while she rolled her eyes. “Let’s go before all the good clothes get taken.” She grips my arm dragging me away.

“Wait, I’m not-” I try to say. Whoever this girl had a listening problem. She continues to drag me, her claws digging into my skin. I cringe when we stop at a dress shop filled with nothing but frilly pink pom pom dresses.

Skylar’s POV
“Jessica, come on. Our class is leaving in five minutes.” A black haired girl that had purple streaks in it grabs my arm, dragging me away from where I was supposed to meet Brittany. This girl had a tight grip, making my arm lose circulation.

“Wait I’m not this Jessica chick.” I say, trying to loosen her grasp.

“I would know my own best friend. You have the same hair and the same freckle on your nose, Jess.”