Swap Back || Selfie!
Blythe walked around. She found that she really didn’t have any reason to be here. She couldn’t find anyone she knew or even though she knew. She and Greg weren’t the only ones who had been body swapped. There had been the people they had switched with, Lucas and Heidi, Duncan had switched bodies with Cormac Laggen, the Falcon’s new beater. There wasn’t any telling how many other magic users throughout the world had been affected by this. She couldn’t imagine how long she would have to stay in this body. She loved her own body, every bit of it. She’d never been one who had ever hated anything about their body. She was happy with what she had and she only wanted it back.
She walked over to the bar and got herself a drink. She needed something hard. She honestly didn’t care if anyone caught her in Heid’s body drinking, someone might say something. Not that she knew one way or the other if Heidi drank, she wasn’t best friends with her despite all their mothers wished that it could just be so. B really didn’t have friends beyond Greg and Alyssa, and Alyssa was her sister. No one beyond Greg even knew about Alyssa. She always had to take her out of the country if she ever really wanted to spend time with her. Ever since she knew Alyssa was her sister, B didn’t want anything more than to be as close as other sisters she knew.
Maybe when Alyssa was out of Hogwarts, she could move in with her and they could really get to know each other. They hadn’t had that much time to spend with each other while B was at Hogwarts as well, having to always hide behind the guise of her visiting someone at in the medical wing of the hospital. B had lied so much to everyone since she met her, but honestly she didn’t mind that. She lied to everyone on a regular basis for the most part. She didn’t care who she lied to, she didn’t care what she said as long as she got what she wanted out of people. The only person she didn’t lie to was Greg, and she loved that.
She looked down at herself in this body that wasn’t hers, sighing heavily. She just wanted her body back right now. Sighing heavily, she hung her head. Feeling a wave of nausea, light headedness flow over her, not all too different from what it felt like to apparate in this body. She wasn’t going anywhere; she hadn’t started to apparate on her own… But then why did she find herself in a different place than she had been. She wasn’t in flat shoes any longer and she was in her own dress. Her own dress. Her eyes widened and there she was, there in her own dress. She was at the party in her own dress and in her own body! She was herself again!







