“She thought I was Summer!” Lilly blurted out.

Everyone looked at me.

“I-uh-I had to talk to A-Summer about something.”

Avril flashed me a mean look and everyone was still looking at me.

“To tell her…something…mean…,to tell her she was a girly prep…and I don’t like her.”

That was good enough for them because Avril’s friends grabbed me and my friends grabbed Lilly. We all went back to our rooms.

“Nice going Avril!” one of the girls yelled.

“Isabell, give her a break!”another girl replied.

“Don’t tell me what to do, Alice!” Isabell yelled back.

Alice looked at me and shrugged.

“What’s taking Lilly so long?” one of the girls asked.

“Samantha, does it really matter?” the boy asked.

“Yeah Ryan, it does,” Samantha replied. I was getting good at remembering their names.

“You’re right, it does. Let’s go look for her.”

We all went to look for Lilly and after a while we found her in the ‘fun room.’ That’s what we called it. My friends met up with us.

“Lilly!”

“Avril!”

“What are you doing?”

“Why are you talking to each other!?”

Everyone yelled.

“So Summer, when is your next cheerleading game?” one of the girls asked.

“Uh, I’m not sure,” I replied.

“Oh well, wh-” she was interrupted by the lunch bell. I quickly walked out of the lunchroom.

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~Summer’s POV~

“Jeez. What’s wrong with Summer?” I heard Samantha ask.

“I don’t know. She’s been acting really different….,”Lilly replied.

We all went into different rooms. I needed to find Avril so I ran to the room my friends and I stayed in. Avril wasn’t in there. I went back to the bathroom too, no Avril. I went to the room where we all went when we were bored. There she was, sitting at the top of the slide.

“Avril, you’re ruining this for me. They’re starting to talk.”

“Avril?” Lilly turned around.

“I mean-Summer, you looked like Summer.”

“Why did you say Avril?”

“I didn’t.”

“Yes you did,” she was looking at me weird.

“No I didn’t. I said Summer.”

“Well what is ‘Summer’ ruining for you?”

“Um, my…it’s none of your buisness.”

“None of my buisness? Why are you looking for her?”

“Like I said, it’s none of your buisness.”

“So, should we go back now?” she asked.

“Yeah,” I replied.

“But not together!”

“Right,” I said, walking out the door.

“Right,” she replied, stepping in front of me. “I’ll go first.”

She walked through the door and I waited for a little bit. I looked at the time, it was 12:21 P.M. Lunch was almost over. I walked through the door and made sure to sit at the ‘un-popular’ table.

“Jeez! Avril, what took you so long?”

“Um,” I couldn’t find an excuse. Luckily, she replied with a “Nevermind.”

“Anyways, they don’t seem to be staring at us so much anymore,” the boy said.

They thought we stared at them!? They stared at us!

“Yeah, you’re right. Hey Avril, do you think you can make it to my house this Friday?” the girl with the black hair asked.

“Um, yeah…” I replied, “What time?”

“Around 4:00 or 4:30 in the afternoon, I guess.”

“Okay, what’s your address?”

“Avril, you’ve been to my house like a million times. Your joking, right?”

“Um, I have- short term memory loss,” I replied.

She sighed and wrote down her address on a piece of paper.

“Just stay calm! We-”

“I can’t stay calm! We-”

“Calm down! We just need to know more about each other and plan everything out so they don’t think something is wrong.”

“Okay,” she said, finally calming down.

“Okay…, well are you in any sports?”

“I’m in cheerleading.”

“CHEERLEADING!? This isn’t going to work…, I can’t cheer!”

“Well, what are you in?” she asked.

“Nothing.”

“Nothing?”

“Nothing.”

“Okay…..”

“We have to figure out why this happened-well not really why…Well, we have to figure out how to fix it and I’m not in any sports, I’m in a band,” I said.

“A band?”

“A band.”

“What kind?” she asked.

“Rock.”

“This is going to be harder than I thought.”

“Right Summer?” a girl said looking at me.

“Me?” I asked after a minute of everyone staring at me. These weren’t my friends and my name wasn’t ‘Summer.’ Was this some kind of joke?

“Yes you….your name is Summer…”

“No it’s n- I can’t b- but-” I looked down at my feet and legs and immediatly realized I was wearing pink! I was in Summer’s clothes. I felt my hair and it was pulled up!

“I’ll be right back…” I told them standing up and I quickly ran out of the room.

I looked back at the table I was sitting at 5 minutes ago as I was walking out of the cafeteria and saw myself-Summer looking at me. I ran to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. I looked like Summer-I WAS Summer. Summer came running into the bathroom, it was weird seeing myself-except it wasn’t me, it was Summer looking like me.

“Okay, WHAT IS GOING ON!?” Summer asked me, panicking. “Why are you me and why am I you!?”

“I don’t know! How am I supposed to know!? Why are you me and why am I you!?” I shouted back.

“I don’t know!”

“Don’t you mess anything up for me!”

“Don’t you mess anything up for me!” she yelled back.

“I won’t mess anything up for you if you don’t mess anything up for me!” I yelled.

“Good!”

“Good!”

“Perfect!”

“Fantastic!”

“Not good! What are we supposed to do!?” she yelled.

“Why are they always staring at us?” Isabell asked.

“Because they have staring problems.”

“Because they wish they were us.”

Two different answers.

“I say both of those, but I think they just look at us because they talk about us. I mean, it’s kind of obvious,” Isabell said.

“Who cares if they talk about us. We can talk about them too,” Drew replied.

Suddenly the girl named Summer who used to be my best friend turned and looked at me. As soon as she did, everything became blurry and my friend’s voices faded.