Day 14: Genderswapped Usually, I fall asleep with my head on the pillow. I swear. But somehow, every single morning, I wake up with my head on Seth’s chest. I guess that’s how I immediately knew something was off. Seth doesn’t have boobs. “Morning, Se… WHAT THE HELL?” My eyes shot open and I sat up quickly. “What?! What is it?” Seth (I guess) shouted groggily, shooting up just as fast. His… or, her… hair was long, curly, and frizzy. And she looked like… me?! EXACTLY like me! That’s creepy. When Seth’s vision cleared, his… her… eyes widened, and they blinked several times. “Agares?! What the hell?” He shouted, and I creased my brow. “Um. What? It’s me? Mabes?” I said, sounding just like Agares. “Mabes… you’re a dude!” She exclaimed, her voice extremely like mine when I’m a girl. ((it’s a good thing I’m pan, because that would’ve really freaked me out)). Seth… I don’t know, Steph? That’s messed up, but I’ll call her Steph. “Yeah, that part’s obvious, ‘Steph’.” I muttered, and put up a hand to my hair only to find that it had been (neatly, I might add) lopped off. “Oh, come on. I’m Steph again, you’re Aaron again?” She asked, and I nodded. We got out of bed and looked in the mirror and jumped. We looked EXACTLY like each other! “What. The. Frick.” Seth stuttered. I nodded, then got an idea. “Let me see something.” I went behind her and lifted the back of her shirt up. “Hey! The heck are you doing?!” She shouted, but I just rolled my eyes. “Oh, shut it. I’m checking something.” “Yeah! ME OUT!” I managed a smile, but it immediately dropped when my fears were confirmed. There were scars on her back, and her neck. I let her shirt fall and checked her wrist- another scar from Naamah and Dasa. “Shit,” I muttered. “So… I’m literally you?” Steph asked, and I nodded. Her eyes widened. “Crap. That means that… you’re literally me?” I nodded slowly, confused. Suddenly, my back started itching. I reached up to scratch it, but- “Hey… where’s this scar fro-” I asked, but she cut me off. “Nothing! Nothing. Absolutely nothing. We should go figure out how this happened.” An idea randomly formed in my head. A crazy, stupid, absolutely halarious idea. A smile spread across my face. “Hey, Steph… let’s not. We could figure out what it’s like to be us!” I exclaimed. At first, he disagreed with his whole heart, but eventually he let me. “Awesome.” I hugged him. His response was a muttered ‘I feel like Agares is hugging me’, and we left. “Morning!” Mod exclaimed brightly, and I smiled like Seth would: awkwardly. The rest of the gang totally bought it, too. Or so we thought. “Hey Mabes!” Agares exlaimed, catching Steph’s arm. She spun around and- “Ugh! Blegh! Oh my god! What the frik?” She exclaimed right after they ‘accidentally’ kissed. My face suddenly grew hot “THE FUCK, AGARES?” I ran to him and grabbed him by the wrist- our lips met. This time, it was accidental. “HEY! WHAT THE HECK?!” Steph went up and slapped Agares in the face. A sudden flash of bright light, and everything was still. Absolutely still. “Hey… I’m a dude again!” Seth exclaimed, running a hand through his hair. “Oh my god, my hair is back.” I smiled. But my smile dropped as I realized that everyone but us was laughing. “What? What is it?!” I said. “You really thought we didn’t know? I was the one that put the spell on you. I will admit, that last kiss was unintentional, but…” Agares winked at me, and a blush crept up on my face. Once again, Seth stepped up and slapped him. Cutie.
