“Come on Girls! We are not going to be late for your first day of school” Ellen Westfield yelled at her daughters who were both still upstairs. “You’re going to have to go to the general office and the paperwork said you have to be there at least 20 minutes before the first bell!”

“Mom…seriously…we’re ready” Selena Westfield said as she came down the stairs in her uniform of green plaid pleated skirt and white blouse. The skirt was several inches above her knees and the top three buttons of her blouse were undone.

“I know they said seniors could be a little more lax with their uniforms Selena but really…?” Ellen said with a raised skeptical eyebrow.

“Oh Come on Mom” Selena said flipping her long brown hair back off her shoulders “It’s no big deal; this is what all the girls in my class are wearing…we’ve already all talked about it”

Selena got down on her knees to dig her backpack out of the closet along with a pair of black flats “Besides…it’s Jasmine that’s still getting dressed and is going to make us late” she added throwing her 10 year old sister under the bus.

“I’m coming!” Jasmine screeched down the stairs “Jeez!” she added as she stomped her way down. Her uniform consisted of a thicker white blouse, black sweater, longer green plaid pleated skirt, white knee high socks and black Mary Jane shoes.

“Nice outfit Sister Jasmine” Selena said with a glance and a laugh.

“You’re one to talk…does Britany Spears from 1998 know you stole her outfit?” Jasmine shot back.

“Whatever…enjoy hauling your scrawny butt to the elementary school hallway; it’s nice to be separated from the babies” Selena teased her sister. “You’ll see when you finally get to the High School wing”

“Enough!” Ellen said shooing both of them out of the house and towards the car. Jasmine stuck out her tongue which only elicited an eye roll in return from her older sister.

Selena got in the front passenger seat while Jasmine climbed in the back behind her.

“Everything should be all set: I sent in your tuition checks and I’ve filled everything out online so there should be no need for me to go in today. That being said; Selena…let your attitude take a back seat for once and make sure you and Jasmine get to where you need to go” Ellen said “Am I making myself perfectly clear?”

“Yes Mom” Selena answered.

“You need to report to the central office and you both know where that is from your orientation days. They’ll get your schedules and take you to your homerooms” Ellen said as she pulled up outside of the main doors.

“Good luck today…I love you” Ellen said.

“I love you too” Jasmine said while Selena added a “See you later”

Ellen watched them enter before taking off “They’ll be fine” she told herself.

Jasmine tried to keep up with her big sister’s long strides. Selena made no effort to slow down; she glanced over her shoulder and saw Jasmine’s head bobbing up and down, her thin and wavy brown hair bouncing up and down, as she tried to keep up with a strained look on her small and delicate face.

“Come on” Selena said exasperated at having to wait at the office door as Jasmine came up.

“Hello” the secretary said as the two sisters entered the office “First day here I assume”

“Um, yes it is” Selena answered as she came up to the desk. “I’m Selena Westfield and this is my sister Jasmine; our Mom said everything should be filled out and that we just needed to report in here to get our schedules”

The secretary smiled as she turned to her computer “Westfield…here you are…now it says here that Jasmine is a senior and Selena is starting the 5^th grade”

Jasmine giggled and covered her mouth as Selena’s jaw dropped “Um…no” she said full of attitude “I’m Selena and I’m the senior; Jasmine is starting 5^th grade” she gestured to her younger sister standing next to her.

“No, it says right here on my screen that Jasmine is the older one…Date of birth May 8 1999” she replied.

“No” Selena said irritated “My birthday is March 23^rd 1999 and Jasmine’s is May 8^th 2006”

“Hmmm…that’s not what I’m showing at all”

“Well are you going to believe a computer or the actual people before you?” Selena replied jutting out her hip and putting her hand on it. “Our Mom said she filled everything out online but it obviously got scrambled somewhere along the way”

“That would be very odd; unprecedented actually” the secretary said “Our computers are not wrong”

“Well I’m telling you that in this case…they are completely wrong. As if Jasmine were older than me” Selena said getting angry.

“Well then let’s see what we can do about this” the secretary said looking back at her screen.

Jasmine was smiling and trying as hard as she could to suppress her giggles at the situation despite the iron glares that Selena was shooting her way.

Selena rose up to her full height of 5’8” and jutted her strong chin out in a huff. “You need to stop laughing over there” she told Jasmine.

“Why? It’s kind of funny if you think about it” Jasmine replied looking up. She was a short girl for her age, only 4’3” and had been picked on for her size by not only her sister, but her classmates as well.

“No it’s not funny; we need to get this straightened out so I can get to class” Selena said.

She tapped her foot and crossed her arms under her ample breasts shoving them up and out. “I am so glad our parents are paying a ton of money so we can go to such an exclusive school that can’t even get basic record keeping right” she said with her voice dripping in teenaged sarcasm. “So glad I only have to spend a year here”

The secretary glanced up but Selena’s chin was so high up in the air that she was not maintaining eye contact. She sighed, shook her head and went back to typing.

“Take your time; obviously no one’s in a hurry around here” Selena added as Jasmine averted her eyes toward the floor.

“Do you need me to get out my drivers license for you to make it any clearer on what my age and birthday are?” Selena said still maintaining her condescending tone. She reached for her purse which was on her right hip.

The secretary glanced up and said “No; that won’t be necessary at all dear”

“Good so we’re all set and fixed here then” Selena said, her long dark eyebrows arched to full.

“Yes…we’re all set” the secretary said as she dropped her finger and pressed ‘enter’.

Jasmine took in a deep breath; she could feel the air sucked out of the room for just a mere second but she also caught her big sister taking a step forward and hunching her shoulders forward.

Selena thought the lights flickered for a brief moment but as her eyelids fluttered she took a step forward and leaned over to rebalance herself; she exhaled in a sudden puff of air before standing back up thinking “That was weird”

Selena shook her head and looked over at her sister; it took her a second to register what was different about her “When did you start carrying a purse?” she asked as she saw a strap over her left shoulder cutting across her chest to the bag on her right hip.

She took another second to recognize it as her purse “more importantly; when did you start carrying my purse?” she looked down and saw that the floral strap was not on her chest and it was not on her hip.

“Um, I don’t know” Jasmine said confused. “I don’t carry a purse and why would I want yours?”

“Then give it back!” Selena said reaching out to snatch it off her sister.

Jasmine backed up a step and took it off herself and dropped it to the floor where it clattered and tipped over sideways opening up and spilling a few items out onto the ground.

“You stupid little…ugh!” Selena gritted out as she bent down to gather up the items; one of which was her school I.D., a plastic card with her picture and basic info attached to a green lanyard.

Selena snatched it off the ground and held it up but as she did, the picture on it became blurry and wavy along with the writing. “What the…?” she said as she stood back up.

Jasmine dropped her chin and stared at the floor like she always did when she was even the slightest bit nervous. The sight she saw made her hold her breath as she blinked and watched in fascinated wonder.

Jasmine’s eyes immediately focused on her sister’s feet and shoes. She saw them a few inches away and was confused by the white lines that seemed to appear from underneath the black ends and work steadily backwards.

Jasmine saw white fabric, thin but definitely covering up the skin, stitching its way up and over Selena’s feet. A pattern was forming as it turned and crawled up over her calves and up to her knees “Socks?!”

She changed her focus to her own legs and she gasped when she realized that her legs were bare “Wow!” she yelled out.

“What?” Selena replied.

Jasmine didn’t look up; she only pointed to her bare shins.

Selena looked over and down to where Jasmine was pointing briefly before she felt the line of elastic hugging her legs just below her knees. “What the…? She repeated. “I didn’t put on socks today”

As Selena looked down movement caught her eyes, a flash of black with a glint of gold. She looked further down and saw that her black flats now had a strap going over just below her ankles with small gold buckles on the outsides.

Her skirt dropped several inches and reached the tops of her knees as her blouse thickened in feel and closed up two additional buttons and a black sweater popped onto her shoulders and covered her.

Selena took a shaky step backwards as a thick green headband slapped down and pulled her loose brown hair back off her forehead “What’s going on?” she asked in a voice rising in panic.

When Jasmine saw the sweater appear on her sister, she was shocked and her jaw dropped open. She then looked down and saw that her own clothes had changed while she had been focused on her sister.

Her sweater was gone; she was only wearing a white blouse now and her skirt had risen up showing off more of her skinny and bare legs while her shoes no longer had a strap on them.

Selena took a deep breath and stared down at her sister; they locked eyes and began to move in opposite directions.

Selena felt her world swim away as she began to shrink. “AH!” she let out as she waved her hands up and down “Jasmine!”

Jasmine had been staring way up to her sister to maintain eye contact but then, she felt as if she were being pulled and lifted upwards and the gap up to her sisters eyes seemed to get closer as she heard Selena let out a cry and call out her name. “Selena!” she responded “I don’t feel right”

“Neither do I!” Selena said continuing to get shorter “Why are we moving?!”

“I don’t know!” Jasmine responded “But you look really different”

“Different?! Different how?!” Selena asked.

“Um…you look…” she searched for the right word but the one that came to mind didn’t make any sense. Jasmine still looked up to Selena, but she told her “You look younger”

“What!?” Selena yelled and clutched at her chest and face “But that’s impossible!”

Selena’s mind kicked into hyper drive and she tore her eyes away from her rapidly growing sister to the secretary. “What did you do to us?” she said.

“I fixed it…just what you asked me to do” she replied, a self-satisfied look on her face.

Selena’s eyes widened as freckles broke out across her shrinking nose and puffier cheeks. She spun back to Jasmine and saw her quickly gaining on her stature “No, no, no, no, no” she said “This can’t be happening…” she said.

“What?” Jasmine asked “What’s happening?!”

“Somehow she’s making her mistake real” Selena said, her voice cracking and pitching higher in tone. “She’s making you into a senior and me into a 5^th grader…don’t you see it?”

Jasmine looked down and saw that her chest was beginning to bud outward and a bra snapped onto her tightening over her shoulders and back. Her legs and feet looked far away and different. They were bigger and her legs looked fuller and curvier. She ran her hands down her sides and noticed that they flared outward now indicating hips.

“But…if that’s the case then…” she looked back up to her now equal in height sister and smiled.

Selena’s face exhibited one emotion; fear. As Jasmine stared, her mouth pulled in and her lips thinned. Her chin and jaw pulled up and weakened and even her ears got smaller. Jasmine had never seen her sister look scared while looking at her but she saw it now.

Jasmine’s smile turned more into a smirk as her lips puffed out fuller and her mouth grew longer and wider. Her cheeks streamlined and pulled out more than up as her chin and jaw strengthened with determination and maturity.

The smirk persisted as their locked eyes had to shift once more to stay engaged and it was now Selena who had to look up into Jasmine’s eyes.

“No…no…this can’t be happening to me…you’re not allowed to be bigger than me; you can’t be!” Selena said as she slipped even further back in size and age.

She looked down at her body; she felt her bra loosen and shrink back closer and tighter to her body as her breasts grew smaller and smaller. They were barely buds and she only needed a training bra as her shoulders pulled in and her arms came up.

Selena put her hands up in front of her face and splayed her fingers out and watched as they narrowed and trimmed down before her eyes. “No” she whimpered.

Her skirt loosened as her hips and ass shrank down and straightened out flat but it quickly readjusted to her smaller size and covered her thinning and shrinking thighs.

Her feet, now held tight in knee high socks, shrank in step with her shoes narrowing and going smaller in size to encase her small feet. Her knees, the only exposed part of her legs looked knobby.

Another growth spurt took Jasmine up to 5’2” and she would grow no taller, but it was already much taller than Selena now stood.

Her hair thickened and began to shine as it fell loose over her shoulders, framing her mature and beautiful face that still showed delicate features. Her eyes were large and doe like but her nose and mouth were small and pert even with her full lips.

Jasmine looked down as her bra continued to adjust to still growing breasts. “These are bigger than Selena’s ever were” she thought as her shirt came out and the top two buttons came undone revealing a lot of cleavage.

Her hips flared and her ass rounded and popped outward lifting her already short skirt higher and exposing her full and round thighs above her shapely calves and small and delicate size 6.5 feet.

As she ran her hands up and down her mature body, her fingers and nails grew longer and a bright pink polish appeared on them.

Selena shrank down to 4’7” as her training bra popped off, disappearing from her body, no longer needed underneath her blouse and sweater. Her hips were non-existent as was her rear; she looked like a little kid again as her hair changed texture to stringy beneath her tight headband.

Selena was panting, hyperventilating from her regression back in age and the sight of her now much larger sister.

“Oh My GOSH!” Jasmine said in a deep and smoky sounding voice. She stepped backwards taking in her body below her before changing her focus back to her now little sister. “Selena! I…I can’t believe that’s you over there”

Selena’s bottom lip quivered; she now only came up to her little sister’s chin: Directly in front of her were Jasmine’s massive breasts. She didn’t have the height that Selena formerly did, but she had received a knockout curvy figure.

“What…?” she said, her high voice shaking with fear and anger and confusion. She looked at Jasmine and at herself, alternating every few seconds still sputtering out a series of “What…”

Finally, Selena turned and faced the secretary and balling her fists up at her sides yelled “What did you do to me?!”

“I told you, I fixed it. Our records state that Jasmine is the senior and you are the fifth grader” she said calmly.

Jasmine’s hands and eyes were still going up and down her new body but she bent down as she saw the I.D. badge lying on the ground that her sister had dropped. She read it and put it over her little sister’s head saying “That’s you now”

Selena swatted at her sister’s arm but missed as she placed the green lanyard around her neck. The badge hit the middle of her flat chest and she looked down to see it read “Selena Westfield DOB 3/23/06 GRADE 5”

“No that is NOT me now…take it back…make me big again” Selena whined. “I’m supposed to be a senior, I’m supposed to be 17”

“Not according to our records young lady” the secretary said as she sat back down and began typing again. “I will not hear about this again: It clearly states right here that Jasmine Westfield was born on May 8^th1999 and is entering her senior year” She hit enter again and Jasmine’s hand went to her temple.

“AND Selena Westfield is 10 having been born on March 23^rd 2006” she hit enter a third time and Selena shut her eyes tight and winced.

“Mr. Watson; you’re just in time to meet our new students” the secretary said to the man who had just entered the office.

“This is Selena” she waved at the now small girl who was standing up as tall as she could but still only managed to come up to the middle of Mr. Watson’s chest.

“And this is Jasmine” she waved at the voluptuous girl biting her lower lip. “Jasmine is a senior and Selena is starting the 5^th grade today”

“Oh very nice…” Mr. Watson said with a wide smile “I’m on my way to the high school wing right now; I can show you to your first class if you’d like Jasmine” he said.

Jasmine looked at him, her head tilted in slight confusion.

“I have their schedules right here sir…looks like Jasmine’s first class is Chemistry with Mr. Woods”

“Thank You Miss Vincennes” Mr. Watson said to the secretary taking the paper from her hand.

Jasmine distractedly picked up her purse and backpack and blinkingly followed the assistant principal out into the hallway.

Selena was stunned; “But…you didn’t…you have to…” she trailed off as Miss Vincennes came around the desk.

“And this is your schedule Selena. Your homeroom teacher is Mrs. Simms and you’ll also have her for language arts. If you’ll follow me, I will show you to her classroom”

Selena stood motionless, really unable to take a step “But…” she mumbled.

“Now Miss Westfield” she said sternly holding open the door.

“No don’t do it” her mind protested but her body didn’t obey and she began to walk. It was the gangly walk of a child, not the practiced one that she had developed to flaunt her body over the past few years.

“This isn’t right” she said looking up; way up to the secretary.

“Oh yes it is” she assured her. “Our computers are never wrong. Just give it today and you’ll see just how correct they are”

Selena was numb as she followed Miss Vincennes out and turned left towards the elementary hall.

Middle school girls brushed past her, bigger than her and ignoring her very existence as she walked to room 8, a door decorated with the Minions greeted her and everyone turned to the door when it opened.

“You must be my new student Selena” Mrs. Simms, a tall woman with short black hair said with a smile as she rose up to greet her. “So glad you could join us this year; are you looking forward to the 5^th grade?” she asked bending and leaning over to be closer to her.

“She sure is” Miss Vincennes answered for her and putting her hands on her shoulders and gripping down before Selena could speak.

“Well I have a seat for you right over here but I’ll show you your locker first” Mrs. Simms said putting her hand on Selena’s back and guiding her through the room.

“I’m not supposed to be here though” Selena said trying to come to her senses.

“Of course you’re supposed to be here” Mrs. Simms told her “We are going to do a pre-test today so I can see where everybody is and help me focus in on what we need to review and what we can skip; but I’ve seen your file and you’ll do just fine”

Selena clenched her teeth and glared at Miss Vincennes, her eyes screaming “DO SOMETHING!”

A single glance in return took the anger out of Selena, just the look in Miss Vincennes eyes told her to not push it “Fine” she thought “With my brain, I’ll ace this little kid test for sure and then I can expose what happened even if no one will believe me”

“Thank You Nora” Mrs. Simms said “I’ll take her from here”

Miss Vincennes glared one last time at Selena who broke away and looked at her own feet instead of keeping eye contact for another second.

The backpack was heavy on her narrow shoulders and she saw that she was sharing a locker with a girl named Gretchen. As soon as she hung it up, she turned and saw Mrs. Simms up at the front of the room as she said “Everyone please take your seats so we can get started”

Selena slept walked forward to where she was directed to “I don’t know what to say or what to do…I have to play this out until the end of the day; Mom will see us and flip out. She’ll have to change us back then”

Introductions were done and she stood up and waved and gave a shy nod of her head before sitting back down blushing hard.

Jasmine followed Mr. Watson down the halls to the high school wing. She noticed a few guys checking her out as the new girl and thought “I could get to like this” as she chatted politely to her guide.

“You’ll only have homeroom once a week but since today is the first day, I’ll take you there to start. It’s the room right next to the chemistry lab. Mr. Snyder will be your homeroom teacher”

Jasmine tucked her hair behind her ear as they entered the room. “You must be Jasmine” a tall skinny man said from across the way “I’ve been looking forward to meeting you and putting a face with the name”

“Yeah…I heard I’m in your class” Jasmine replied.

“You are indeed. Let me get you assigned a locker number and get you a lock…” he said scrambling around his desk to get into the top drawer. “They’ll be outside this door and to the left”

Jasmine thanked him and Mr. Watson again as she went out and to find her locker.

“Oh…hey” she heard from a smiling male face by the number she had in her hand.

“Hello” she responded.

“You must be new here” he said. “My name’s Jeff…Jeff Rosen” he put his hand out.

Jasmine took it and gave it a quick pump “Jasmine Westfield…my family just moved here over the summer”

“Well I’m glad your parents chose to send you here” Jeff said and Jasmine caught his eyes wandering down to her chest.

She cleared her throat and he made eye contact again blushing a bit as he did. Jasmine put her backpack into her locker and took out a few folders for her first classes to carry. She caught a few girls standing down the hall assessing her now as well.

“Do I need to know anything about them?” she asked nodding in their direction.

Jeff turned and saw the group “You’ll find out soon enough…Amanda is their leader…she’s the one in the middle with the long blonde hair. Hailey and Julie follow her; they’re marking their territory so we’ll see if you’re asked to join them or if you fall on their enemies list”

“Nice” Jasmine replied already tired of the games. “Are they seniors or are they in the seventh grade?”

Jeff chuckled “Nice one…apparently you don’t care”

“Not in the least; I’m here for one year and have no time for their particular brand of shade” Jasmine said heading back to Mr. Snyder’s room.

She found her desk and sat, crossing her legs and looking up at a poster of Vladimir Lenin “I know who that is” she realized. “Why do I know this? I’ve never studied Soviet History or World War One even but yet…”

Jasmine closed her eyes “I have chemistry first period…I know base and acids…the periodic table…noble gases” Her eyes popped open “But how?”

She looked down at the paper on her desk running down her schedule, she knew the subjects and what to expect “I got more than just Selena’s age; I got her mind too! It’s like I’ve been through all those grades instead of her”

Jasmine settled into her seat a bit more comfortably as she ran her tongue over her teeth “Hmmm” she thought “But if I know all of this, what does she know?”

Selena was sitting at her desk taking in all the basic information about how their days would go, cockily thinking “This is going to be cake city…I’ve already done all of this; I get to cruise through this watered down math and English and science”

Gretchen, who was also her locker mate, sat in the desk next to her. She whispered over “I don’t know what you studied at your last school but I hope you can keep up”

Selena scoffed at her words “Tsk, this is going to be like, so easy for me. I bet I get the best score in the class”

Gretchen raised her eyebrows but didn’t say anything else. She just turned her head back to her teacher.

Mrs. Simms passed out the pre-test and Selena chuckled at it before her “No problem” she muttered under her breath, but as she read the first question, she felt her forehead begin to burn.

“List all three branches of government and their roles as defined by the Constitution”

“There’s the, Um…president and he’s the um…executive branch and then there’s Congress…” she tapped her pencil before misspelling Legislative.

“Come on think, you’re not this dumb…you studied all of this before” she told herself but as she scanned her mind, she was coming up with a definite lack of information.

“I took Calculus last year” she said trying to remember how to do long division.

Selena was sweating and could feel her cheeks burning in frustration as the test went from subject to subject. “I can’t remember” she finally realized “Its gone.”

“There’s no time for staring out the window Miss Westfield; this is a timed test” Mrs. Simms told her.

Selena was almost on the verge of tears and Mrs. Simms saw it “Do you need to take a breather?”

Selena nodded and let Mrs. Simms usher her out into the hall.

“It’s okay Selena” Mrs. Simms told her patting her shoulder. “This is just a pre-test…there’s no grades on it, I just use this to see where everyone is at; take a few deep breaths…if you haven’t studied this before don’t worry about it. Just do your best”

“You don’t understand” Selena whined. “I have studied all of this but I can’t remember it!”

“I know getting back into the routine of school can be frustrating…”

“You have no idea how bad today has been for me!” she yelled.

Mrs. Simms was taken back at the anger. “Calm down please” she said as patiently as she could. “A new school and new situation are a lot I understand but there is no need for an outburst like that”

Selena swallowed “I’m sorry” she mumbled suddenly intimidated by her teacher’s size, age and experience. She thought “I can’t make my teacher mad on the first day. I can’t tell her what happened though either; no one will believe me”

“Are you ready to go back in?”

“Yes Ma’am” Selena responded.

“Not so easy is it?” Gretchen said in a whisper.

Selena shot her a nasty look but said nothing. She fought her way through the test knowing that half of her answers were wrong. “Where did it go?” she questioned. “I didn’t just get Jasmine’s age…I got her mind and knowledge too so that means that she must have it all now”

Selena pouted her way down to the lunchroom “Not so easy huh?” Gretchen said now out loud.

“Um…no” Selena replied.

“We take our time in class very seriously here and if you can’t cut it; you’ll be held back” Gretchen told Selena.

Selena sat down at a table by herself and opened her lunch. A sandwich, bag of chips, a brownie some cheese and crackers and a Sunny D waited for her as all the established clicks sat together, the pecking order having been set a long time ago. “Just today” she reminded herself “Once Mom sees us; it’s back to 17”

Jasmine was waved over to a table by Jeff where she met several other seniors. Casey, Hannah, Lara, Marcus, and Zach were all nice and the formerly very shy 5^th grader talked away and felt welcomed.

She was cruising through her day; there would be some challenging classes but it was nothing she didn’t think she could handle. She was excited for the upcoming year but a thought nagged at the back of her mind “What if this gets reversed? What if we get changed back and I’m just the shortest kid in the 5^th grade again?”

Jasmine finished her last class and stopped by her locker to grab her stuff “So how was your first day here?” Jeff asked her.

“Great” she smiled in response “I like it here”

“Can I drive you home?” he asked.

“Sorry” she responded slumping down in disappointment. “I have to get my little sister and then our Mom is picking us up”

“Oh, you didn’t mention that you had a little sister earlier” Jeff said.

“Oh yeah; Selena…she’s in the fifth grade” she replied. “I guess it just didn’t come up”

“I’ll walk you over to the elementary wing then” Jeff said.

“Okay” Jasmine replied. She smiled and walked with him through the halls as the kids around them became smaller and smaller.

“There she is” Jasmine said as they rounded a corner.

“She doesn’t look very happy” Jeff responded to seeing the small girl jamming items into her backpack angrily.

“She’s probably not; I’ll see you tomorrow” she said hopefully.

“All year” he replied before leaving.

“There you are!” Selena shouted seeing her sister. “Get over here”

Jasmine made her way down the hall as Selena crossed her arms and tapped her foot.

“I’m guessing that you didn’t enjoy your day sis” Jasmine said as they got close to one another.

“Uh…no!” Selena shouted up at Jasmine “You need to give me my age back! My life is ruined; I hate this! I’m not supposed to be here; you are. Let me guess sister dear; you had a great day because you have my knowledge! You just got…got a stupid cheat code for school! I work and then you take it and leave me with the brain of a 4^th grader again!”

“Calm down” Jasmine told her “I didn’t have anything to do with us switching and you know it. It happened though and it is what it is”

“Well it needs to happen again and we need to switch back. Mom will be here any second now and when she sees us, she is going to be pissed!” Selena said as confident as she had been in hours. “I can’t wait to get back to my real body and my real mind and my real life!”

“There you two are” the sisters turned when they heard a familiar voice behind them. Selena’s eyes widened at the sight of the secretary, Miss Vincennes walking up to them. “How was your first day?”

Jasmine simply dipped her chin and took a shy step back as Selena strode forward, her small stature and frame masking her still very big mouth and personality.

“Whatever you were trying to prove to me by switching our ages, needs to stop right now. I get it; it’s not easy being little and I should be nicer to my sister or whatever. You have to change us back now!”

“Oh, who said I did anything? I told you that our computers are never wrong and they aren’t going to be now. There’s nothing that needs fixed as far as I can see” She turned to the hallway behind her and said “They’re down at Selena’s locker Sir!”

Mr. Watson and Ellen Westfield rounded the corner, chatting and smiling as they approached.

“Hey girls; your Mom and I have been talking about your first day here” Mr. Watson said.

“Mom!” Selena shouted and bounced up and down “Thank God you’re here! Now you can make them change me back and make everything right again!”

“What are you talking about dear?” Ellen said “Change you back to what?”

Selena’s eyes bulged and her jaw dropped “Mom?! I’m a little kid! I’m…” she saw confusion on her Mom’s face “No Mom not you too! I’m the older sister! Please tell me that you know that!”

Ellen looked shocked and embarrassed “What are you talking about?” she hissed out “Now is not the time or place to make a scene”

Ellen turned to Mr. Watson red faced “I’m sorry about that; I have no idea where that came from”

“Kids and their imaginations right” he said trying to keep the mood light. He put his arm up and walked off with Ellen but Selena heard what he had to say “Today was tough for Selena according to her teacher: She didn’t test well on the placement test and became quite upset. I also hate to admit this but these classes are small and the kids have been with each other for years now; it’s tough to be a new girl and break into the social scene also”

Selena ran forward and put herself between the two adults “No this isn’t happening; not again not now not…” her face dropped “…forever”

Selena looked at Miss Vincennes who was slowly nodding at her.

“Don’t be rude Selena” Ellen said.

Mr. Watson gave a patronizing smile and led her off again “Now I did hear that Jasmine did very good today and is well prepared for her senior year”

“That’s good to hear” Ellen replied.

Selena’s shoulders slumped and her entire body sagged as the realization hit her “She doesn’t see it; she doesn’t think anything’s wrong” She looked up at Miss Vincennes and her sister “I’m stuck like this forever; I’m the younger sister now”

Miss Vincennes simply nodded. “Don’t worry though; I’m sure Jasmine will help tutor you to help you get up to speed”

Jasmine grabbed her sister in a big hug and pulled her in which resulted in Selena’s face being planted right between her big sister’s massive breasts “You know I will Selena; Fifth grade can be so much fun if you want it to be”

“Don’t remind me” Selena said pouting.

“Come on girls; we don’t want to take up all of these nice people’s time” Ellen said putting her hands on both of their backs.

“Any time Mrs. Westfield” Mr. Watson said.

“We’ll see you girls tomorrow morning” Miss Vincennes called out as she waved.

Ellen had parked right in front of the school and as they headed to the passenger side of the car, Selena went to the back door automatically. She looked up at the shocked look on Jasmine’s face as she stood by the front door. “What?” Selena asked.

Jasmine nodded to where she was standing “I guess you’re getting used to this huh; you didn’t even try for the front seat”

Selena’s face burned red “Mom…Jasmine’s picking on me” she said.

“Jasmine…be nice to your little sister” Ellen replied not even looking up.

Selena got a smug smirk on her face and titled her head “Maybe being the baby isn’t so bad after all if it gets you in trouble”

Jasmine shook her head and climbed in “Little Sisters…such a pain”

Selena stuck her tongue out and smiled.