"Are you alright? You seemed to need your sleep this morning."

"Yeah. It, well you wouldn't believe me if I told you what a weird dream I had"

Steve just laughed "Well, if you don't mind watching the boys, I need to work on the lawn mower unless you'd like me to just go buy a new one."

"No, it's cheaper if you just fix it. You're good with those things" Sara replied instinctively.

Steve had kissed her again as he headed out to the garage. Sara had a strange feeling for Steve. She felt love for him. She barely knew the guy, just as a guy who she babysat for, now she felt a warmth from him and safety and comfort in him.

Sara shook her head back and forth. "I am not a 44 year old married mother of 2. I am a 15 year high school student and I…" her thoughts passed out of her mind.

Sara had gained maternal instincts in her change. She felt instantly protective and loving towards the two boys that were sitting on the floor in the living room playing a game. Sara went in and despite a quick pain in her right knee when she bent down to sit on the floor, she sat right down and spent the next hour playing Pokémon with Kyle and Kevin.

Sara was perfectly content that day. She fixed lunch for everyone then watched a movie with the boys and then they all went out for dinner that night. Sara wasn't even aware that the young man who waited on them at the restaurant had gone to junior high with her. She didn't recognize him as one of her students since he now went to the private high school across town.

After dinner she and the boys had played a board game until it was time for them to go to bed. She took great pride in the fact that both of them could get ready on their own now without their mother's help. She lovingly tucked both in and gave them light kisses on the foreheads. Sara was out in the hallway before she gasped at just how natural everything had seemed. She was enjoying this; it felt natural and right for her. The longer she went along, the more natural it felt. Sara was suddenly scared. What if she never went back to being a teen? What if she was like this forever, and what if she liked it? What if she forgot her old life completely?

Steve thought his wife had been a little off all day, but nothing gave him any real alarm. She came down from putting their kids to bed and snuggled up next to him. They watched a movie and curled up together on the couch under a blanket. Sara had never felt so safe in her life.

Steve started to kiss Sara along her neck and working his way up along her jaw to her ear. Sara moaned slightly in pleasure. He worked on the other side then before Sara kissed him passionately on the lips. Soon Steve was lifting off his wife's top and reaching to unhook her bra. Sara's breasts came free and Steve immediately went to them. Sara was in paradise. She worked Steve's shirt off and ran her fingers over his back and into his hair. Steve had unbuttoned her pants and was working the jeans down his wife's shapely legs. As Steve entered her, Sara gasped in ecstasy. She had never felt so good in her entire life. Sara had never been with a man, yet somehow, she had been. This all felt natural while being new and exciting to her. She exploded in pleasure as she reached climax. Sara let herself fall into Steve's arms gasping for breath in happiness and bliss.

As they lay in each other's arms Sara asked her husband a question. "Do you find me attractive?"

Steve chuckled "If I didn't would we have just done this?"

"No, I mean do you wish I were younger?"

"No. Of course not honey. I love you just the way you are. You know that. My eye never strays."

"I know but I feel so old sometimes"

"You're not old and I love you"

Sara seemed pleased with the answer and let herself fall asleep curled up with her husband.

Gina and Amber had continued through the afternoon with Shane and Mike walking through the mall laughing and having a great time. When it came time to leave though, Mike had caught the bus, Amber had driven off alone and Gina had gone with Shane to his car.

Gina was a bit nervous as they drove away from the bright lights of the mall. Gina's mind was reeling. She had to concentrate to remember who she really was. It had only been 12 hours since she had woken up as a 15-year old and now she was riding off with a guy like a regular horny kid. If she didn't think about her old life, the concerns that are only important to a teenager would take over.

Shane drove them to an old empty parking lot where it was nice and dark. He killed the engine and made his first clumsy move towards Gina. He groped her pert breasts and was panting before he was even able to speak. Gina was panting too; her hormones had taken over her body and her mind. Shane sloppily kissed Gina on her cheeks then down her neck. Her was quickly untucking her top and reaching beneath it for her breasts. Gina helped guide his hands to their mark.

Shane was inexperienced and for whatever reason, Gina seemed equally out of place. It was like she had never done anything like this before; all she knew was that she was aching to go. Shane was unable to unhook Gina's bra and she had to unhook it herself. Shane's one hand massaged her breasts while the other worked down the front of her pants. His hand reached between Gina's trembling thighs.

That was when Gina's mind snapped back to reality. "NO!"

"Wha, what do you mean, " Shane was panting and shaking.

"I mean I can't do this, I'm sorry but I can't explain" Gina was thinking of Steve and her sons but the thoughts were distant and dark.

"I…I just thought you wanted this too, it's not too late, we can still keep going" Gina was very confused. She forgot why she was resisting and consented and Shane took her.

Gina was lost in a world of pleasurable sensations. Her whole world was still shaking. She had never felt anything that good. After their brief break, Shane had been quick about his work and Gina had made sure he did have a condom. But no matter how quick it was, it was still the best feeling in the world.

Gina got dressed hastily in the car's backseat and made sure she was presentable by the time Shane dropped her off at home. They hadn't spoken much afterward. Shane just drove her home with a stupid permanent smile on his mouth.

Luckily for Gina when she got home, the house was dark and everyone was in bed. She didn't even have to put up with Joe's teasing. She quickly went to her room and flopped on the bed. The day had been a whirlwind and she was actually thinking about her homework when the reality of her situation creeped back into her mind. The fact that she was 41, not 15 and had been far away but when she remembered it again, she just cried. Why was it so hard to concentrate on what was right? What was happening to her? Her body had overtaken her mind and her control. She could only wonder what Sara was thinking; she had to be miserable.

Sara Kemper woke up on Sunday morning confused. Despite how wrapped up in her new life she had been yesterday, when she woke up she expected to be alone in a twin bed and to be a teen. When she woke up with a man's arm draped over her shoulder. She jumped up. Luckily Steve just mumbled and turned over and went back to sleep. It took a moment of panic to remember where she was and who she was now. At first the thought of still being old depressed her but then she remembered how great she had felt with Steve last night and she didn't mind as much.

Sara stopped again when she saw her face in the mirror. "It's going to take more than just a day to get used to this face," she thought while smiling slightly.

She dressed quietly in a light blue shirt and tan pants. She went downstairs and cooked breakfast since Kyle and Kevin were already up. Sara would spend the day in the company of her family. She graded papers and played with the kids and lived a life with few thoughts of being 15.

The new Gina Sykes also spent a quiet day on Sunday. Her mother woke her up and made her get ready to go to her Aunt's house. She spent the day with family and it felt right to her. She had a few moments of placing herself back in her rightful position, but that life already seemed like a dream to her, less like reality with each passing moment.

Monday Morning:

Gina's clear brown eyes popped open early on Monday morning. She had spent much of Sunday not thinking about her old life but the thought of having to go to school again as a student had made her appreciate her old life. "I don't want to go to school today" she pleaded under her breath. "Let me wake back up as myself, my 41-year old self” But when she opened her eyes and saw the posters in front of her eyes she moaned in pain. It was a school day.

Gina got up slowly. She swung her thin smooth legs out of bed and flexed her toes on the carpeting beneath her feet. Her hands pushed her hair away from her eyes and she blinked hard and sighed. Then Gina stood and made her way to the shower. She stood under the stream of water mesmerized by it. She washed herself slowly wanting to delay the inevitable.

She dried off and began to get dressed. After putting on a pair of white panties and a white bra, she picked out a pair of skinny jeans and slid them on. She put on a yellow top that showed off her stomach when she stood up. She let her hair hang naturally long over her back and shoulders and she applied minimum make-up. She grabbed her backpack and headed down to wait for Amber to pick her up.

Gina was aware of the bustle around her as the whole house got ready for the day. Gina didn't talk much but just watched the news and waited nervously. She couldn't stop her feet from tapping endlessly. She worked them in and out of her black flats in pure nerves for a school day. When Amber's car pulled into the drive, she nearly fainted. But instead she headed out the front door silently, her heart fluttering wildly in her chest. Gina stole a glance at her old house and wished she were back there.

Sara was being honest with herself; she was excited about being a teacher. She had the power now. She could give out the homework. She had found it easy to grade the papers; it was like she knew all the course work.

Sara had gotten ready but she wasn't happy about getting dressed up. As a student, she could slob around whenever she wanted but not as a teacher. Sara had showered and applied make-up diligently. She rarely wore heavy make-up but today as she prepared her older face, she had pit on what felt like a lot.

 She fixed her hair carefully and picked out her clothes. She wore a black blouse, a tan knee-length skirt  and black heels. Sara looked in the mirror and was impressed by how sharp she looked for her job.

She got the boys' lunches made while they were eating breakfast and made sure that they made the bus. She kissed Steve good-bye and headed for her car. Sara couldn't get over the fact that she knew how to drive now. She wondered if Gina now was clueless behind a wheel since she had never even tried driving, but now she was a natural.

Once at school, Sara strode through the hallways full of power and confidence, her heels clicking away as she walked with her head high. She greeted students; all of whom called her Mrs. Kemper. She stopped in the faculty lounge and went straight to the coffee machine. She had never drunk the stuff as a kid, but she seemed drawn to it today. She poured a big mug full, said Hi to the other teachers and made small talk. In the back of her mind, Sara the teenager marveled at the show while Sara the adult took it all in stride.

Sara made her way to her classroom and flipped through her gradebook with anticipation looking for her 7th period listing. Sara smiled wide when her eyes fell upon an entry for Sykes, Gina M.

Gina meanwhile was in the midst of holding court at her locker. She and Amber had pulled into the student lot and hiked in and headed for their lockers on the second floor. They were greeted by dozens of friends and gossip poured out of everyone. In the back of her mind, Gina the adult rolled her eyes at the inanity of it all while on the outside, teenaged Gina soaked up all the details. Gina knew her locker combination and her entire day of classes that lay ahead. She shuddered to think of just how long the day would be.

It really didn't help Gina's nerves that her first class was Phys Ed. Gina entered the locker room and it's familiar gamey, stale smell. She and Amber went to the second row and began to change clothes. Gina was so embarrassed, stripping in front of her former students. No one was even paying her a bit of attention, but Gina's mortification continued. "At least I have the proper body for this again," she thought as she quickly stripped and redressed in blue shorts, a yellow school shirt and tennis shoes.

As a teacher, Gina had liked Helen Hudson the Phys. Ed teacher, now as a member of her class; she realized where all the jokes came from. The girls called her Triple H, after her resemblance to the wrestler and her masculine build. Gina nearly broke when Coach Hudson got in her face to scream at her for 3 more push-ups.

Gina ended up having to play volleyball and even after so many years, she was still bad at the game. At least as a 15-year old, she didn't get winded.

The rest of Gina's day went surprisingly smooth, she answered questions in Spanish, did Algebra equations, learned about World War I, had a very busy lunch in the cafeteria, dissected a grasshopper, and drew a cityscape in art class. When the bell rang at the end of art, she swallowed hard, American Literature was next.

Sara had found the day harder than she had expected. Keeping students’ attention was tough and their lack of care was atrocious. No one did their homework, no one wanted to answer any questions and no one cared. Sara felt like she was talking to herself all day. The fact that Shane Morris in her 3rd period class had slept through the whole thing had really pissed her off. But the day had passed and 7th period was upon her. Sara flipped the page in her gradebook, got her teacher's copy of The Great Gatsby and hopped up on her desk and waited the appearance of her favorite student.

Sara smiled broadly when she saw Gina enter the room. She was alone today and looked very cute in her yellow tank top that showed off her breasts and her flat stomach. She also approved of the tight jeans and flats she was wearing.

Gina had dreaded this moment all day and when she saw Sara smiling at her and sizing her up she was afraid to move. But Gina had smiled back and walked to her seat. She looked over her teacher and was impressed by how composed and mature she looked. She looked comfortable and in control before the class. She strode back and forth greeting the students as they entered. She winked at Gina as she started her class discussion.

"So class, I hope you all had a good, interesting weekend" she smiled and looked directly at Gina. Gina was trying to hide behind her book and her hair.

"So who can tell me the significance to the song that is played at the party and why Daisy doesn't want to hear it?"

The class was silent and despite the urge to call on her, Sara didn't pick on Gina. But when the class was over, Gina had told Amber to go on ahead, she wanted to at least talk to Sara.

Sara too wanted to talk and they waited until the classroom cleared out and then Sara closed the door and they were alone.

Sara turned and Gina was nervously chewing on her bottom lip standing before the desk. Sara came over to her and hugged her. When they stepped back Gina felt very self-conscious. Here she was, a gawky little short girl standing before her dignified and poised teacher. With her heels on, Sara's height was almost an even 6'. She carried herself well and simply had an air of confidence and power about her.

Sara broke the ice "So, how are you doing?"

"I'm holding up, how about you?"

"I'm doing fine, I miss my old life, but it's very odd. That whole life seems very far away, 29 years away" Sara replied.

"I know, If I don't concentrate, everything seems normal like this. It's like I was only an adult in a dream a long time ago"

"Yeah, it feels like this life, this reality is right and the other was a dream."

"It's like really weird" Gina agreed. "You seem comfortable as a teacher."

"Thanks, it feels right. Are you okay on your classes?" Sara asked.

"Yeah...I know this stuff, even Spanish and I took French when I was in high school, the first time. How are Steve and the boys?" Gina asked.

"They're great. How are your…I mean my parents?"

"They're just fine. I met Aunt Teresa yesterday, do you have any idea how to get back?"

"No, I'm sorry honey, it looks like we're stuck like this. I don't know if it's permanent or not" Sara replied.

"I'm so confused. I know I want my old life back, but this life as a kid seems so right" Gina said.

"Yeah, I know what you mean" Sara answered.

Amber had come back and knocked on the door. "Are you two done in there?"

Sara smiled and Gina dropped her eyes to the floor. "Yeah Amber, come on in," Sara said.

Amber opened the door and saw the two right next to each other. Gina smiled and went to her friend. Amber had brought her backpack and was ready to go. "Come on Gin, let’s get going. You cool here?"

"Yeah, I had to ask a few questions of Mrs. Kemper. Have a nice night. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Good night girls. Finish your homework" Sara said with a smile.

The two girls bopped out the door and down the hall, Sara just sighed and sat down in her chair. She eased her feet out of the shoes; they were aching badly. She rubbed her feet gently and then sat back and reflected on the day as a teacher; too normal was her thought. It should be strange, but it wasn't and Sara was at once scared and happy.

Both Sara and Gina quickly fell into their own separate routines.

Sara lived the life of a wife and mother who enjoyed her job as a teacher despite its frustrations. Gina became a typical teenager. She thought of fashion, friends and fun. Both thought little of their old lives, except in dreams and the first thought of the morning.

Both of them would awake each morning thinking they had gone back to their old lives, but every morning, they woke up their new reality. They had gone to a usual teacher/student, neighborhood relationship. They saw each other every day. They sized each other up every day, but there was nothing they could do. They had both come to realize that their fates were out of their hands. They would have to wait and see.

It had been a month since their lives had been turned upside down when Sara had asked Gina to babysit. Sara had stopped Gina after class on a warm Friday, the last week of May. "Gina, could I have a word with you?" Sara asked as she got the girls' attention as she was leaving.

"Yeah Sure. What's up Mrs. Kemper?" Gina replied with an eager look in her eyes.

"I was wondering if you could babysit tomorrow evening."

A look of confused sadness crossed Gina's young face "Yeah, I guess I can." She said flatly. Sara looked at Gina with pity in her eyes. Sara thought it had been long enough. Gina had adjusted well to being 15. She seemed happy, yet slightly confused and frustrated but Sara felt the same way.

She looked over Gina. She was wearing short denim shorts, a white tank top that left little to the imagination and brown sandals. The girl was shifting nervously again, a habit Sara had noticed about the young Gina.

Gina caught herself shifting and twirling her hair again. She was very self-conscious around her former student and her new teacher. Gina knew that Sara was better as an adult than she had been. Sara was always so poised and confident. Gina looked her over from her red blouse to her black skirt and black heels at the end of her long legs. Her hair was perfect, as was her make-up. Gina looked up into Sara's eyes and sighed when she saw the look of pity in the eyes.

"Could you be there at 5? Steve and I were going to go out to dinner first."

"Yeah. I'll be there at 5" Gina said and turned and left without another sound or glance. Gina sulked all the way home. She had tried to avoid coming in contact with her old life. Most times it was fuzzy and distant yet if forced, she could remember her old life.

Gina told Amber that she wasn't feeling good and that she was going to spend the night in bed. Amber tried to argue with Gina but she had to agree that Gina didn't look too good.

Gina went straight to her room when she got home. She didn't turn on a light, she stopped long enough to step out of her shoes before curling up into a ball on her bed and Gina started to cry. When Lydia Sykes came home and didn't see her daughter Gina, she assumed she had gone out already and was furious but when she asked Natalie and was told she was upstairs in her room not moving, she got worried.

"Honey?" Lydia rapped lightly on the door "Are you okay Gin?"

Gina wiped her eyes "Yes. I'm fine. I just want to be alone." She said softly.

"Can I come in?"

"No. I wish you wouldn't Mom"

"But are you feeling okay? Are you sick?"

"Yes. I think I might have the flu. But I just want to sleep and lay here. I'll be fine" she lied.

Lydia went away disappointed. She wanted to be a part of her daughters' life. She just wished that Gina would open up to her.

Gina spent the evening contemplating her new life. She concentrated on what had happened really hard. She would stare at the ceiling, she stared out the window at her old house and up to the sky and she stared into the mirror. Her bright brown eyes were rimmed red with tears that also streaked her soft cheeks. Her lips pouted down and her nose quivered in her crying. She looked at her young face and wondered if she would have to take the long way back to 41. Gina woke that Saturday still curled on her twin bed in her shorts and tank top. She slept in and had been left alone by her Mom. She lounged around moodily until 4:30 when she went upstairs to get ready.

Gina walked down the street to the Kemper house. She was wearing old gray shorts, a baggy black T-shirt and Converse tennis shoes with no socks. Her hair was pulled back into a long ponytail and she of course wore no make-up.

Sara answered the door dressed in an elegant black cocktail dress. Gina's eyes opened wider at the sight before her. Sara was beautiful. The dress hugged her hips and bosom perfectly. It had spaghetti straps over her freckled shoulders that accentuated her long neck. The dress stopped at her mid-thigh and Sara's long legs looked incredible topped off with a pair of strappy open-toed heels. She had spent extra time on her hair and make-up and the effort had paid off.

"Wow! You look great, fabulous" Gina stammered.

"Thank You Gina." Sara replied blushing slightly "Come on in, Please." Gina stepped into her old house as a visitor. Steve was coming down the stairs dressed in his finest suit.

"Hello Mr. Kemper. You both look very nice," Gina said trying not to choke.

"Thanks Gina" Steve said as he looked over Gina's haphazard ensemble.

Sara went through the motions of telling Gina where the food was and the emergency numbers. Gina kept a straight face but was burning inside.

Gina watched as they left aware of the television blaring in the next room. She hadn't seen the boys yet. Gina pulled off her sneakers and walked quietly into the living room. Her heart broke just standing there. The boys didn't pay her much attention. Kevin looked at his young babysitter and smiled. Kyle said Hi and invited her to watch cartoons with them. Gina sat in a chair and watched the two boys more than the TV. Not much was said between them.

As the boys still watched TV, Gina went into the kitchen and prepared dinner all the while trying not to cry. The conversation was strained during dinner. Gina asked the boys about everything and they seemed distraught by the intense interest from their babysitter. Gina knew she was overplaying her role. She made them popcorn and settled in to watch a movie with them. They kept their distance but all sat on the couch to share the popcorn. Gina's heart was breaking the entire time.

Kyle and Kevin got themselves ready for bed so all Gina did was wait in the hallway, they were too embarrassed to have a girl watch them get ready for bed. Gina fought the overwhelming urge to tuck them in and kiss their foreheads. "No, that was my past life" was all Gina could think about. After the boys were in bed there was little to keep Gina busy so she wandered the rooms missing her old life.

Sara and Steve had a great evening. Dinner, dancing and a show, and both were a little drunk when they got back.

"Gina, how was everything? The boys too much trouble" Steve asked. "No, no trouble at all. They're perfect little angels" Gina replied softly and looked at Sara; intimidated by her beauty.

"Why don't you head for bed Honey, I'll pay Gina and make sure she gets home?" Sara added.

Steve had drunk more than his wife had so he was quick to consent for heading up to bed. "Good night Gina, thanks again for babysitting on a Saturday night. I know a girl like you has better plans than this"

Gina just smiled. They both watched Steve ascend the stairs and they were together again. Sara looked down and smiled meekly. They walked out the front door for privacy where they stood on the walk from the driveway to the steps. A security light illuminated them. "How was it, really?" Sara asked.

"It was hard. Very hard" Gina was beginning to cry.

"I know it is honey" Sara said as she moved forward and embraced Gina tightly. They hugged closely, both shutting their eyes tightly to hold back tears.

When they broke apart, Gina took a step back and heard her shoes click on the pavement. Her eyes were downcast and she was in for a shock when she opened them. It didn't register for a nanosecond, but Gina then realized she was staring at her feet, in a pair of strappy high-heeled shoes. Gina thought her eyes were playing tricks on her. She took another step backwards and felt the swish of the dress against her full thighs.

Gina's hands flew to her chest. Her breasts were held by an elegant black dress. Gina examined her hands; she saw veins on the backs of them.

Her hands then felt the back of her head. Short hair cropped neatly at her neck greeted her instead of a long ponytail. Optimism rose in Gina, she was breathing heavily and quickly in anticipation.

Sara too had a moment of disorientation when she broke from their embrace. It was as if she had suddenly dropped 2 inches in height. Sara stared at her feet in disbelief. She was wearing Tennis shoes instead of heels. Sara gasped at the sight. She twisted her left foot inward in a childish gesture. Her eyes quickly scanned up her body. She was wearing gray shorts and a black T-Shirt. She was wearing Gina's clothes; teenaged clothing. Sara nearly screamed at the sight before her. She stared at Gina, though Gina had not looked up yet. She was examining herself frantically. Sara watched as her hands flew up to the back of her hair.

Gina was mesmerized and confused but her trance broke when she heard Sara speak just a few feet away from her.

"I! You! We! You're old again Gina! You look like you did before!" Gina looked up to the voice and saw a young, 15-year old Sara Sykes standing before her. Gina's mouth hung wide open in shock. There stood her old student, now a student once again. Gina looked into Sara's big blue eyes, now unlined and vibrant.

"You're a kid again Sara! We switched back! It happened! I don't know what, but we're back to normal again!" Gina laughed.

Sara's hands flew to her hair and her hands traced the long blond ponytail to half way down her back. Her hands then flew to her chest, her breasts were smaller but they were firm and solid. Sara's hands then flew to her thighs; she traced her inner thighs and felt no sag or cellulite. Gina turned around, taking small steps in her heeled shoes taking in the sight of her legs and body in motion. The door opened behind them and Steve stopped for a minute, his wife was twirling around and the babysitter was just standing there with her mouth wide open playing with her hair. Gina stopped in her spin when she saw Steve; she burst out laughing. "Uh, honey I thought I was the one who drank too much. Did you pay Sara? Do you have enough money on you?"

Gina and Sara were both laughing hysterically. "Yea, Yes I paid Sara" Sara was nodding violently "Yeah Mr. Kemper. She's paid me more than I deserve" she managed through the laughter.

Steve just shook his head and went back inside.

After the laughter stopped, the two women looked at each other earnestly. Sara was still taller but with the heels, Gina was just a bit shorter than the girl. Gina no longer felt intimidated by the teenaged Sara before her. Sara chewed on her bottom lip and shifted her weight back and forth on her feet.

Gina eased down and sat on the front step, careful to keep her knees together and her dress smoothed out. She tapped her feet and delighted at the sound of the heels on concrete. She sighed happily as Sara sat down next to her.

"It feels good to be back. I missed being an adult," Gina said.

"Yeah…I have to admit that there were parts that I really liked about being an adult. I liked being a teacher. There was power to it, power that I had never had before." Sara said.

"Well, there were parts about being a kid again that I liked, but not enough to grow up all over again." Gina replied.

"Yeah, I want to see what it's like to go through all the trials of life for myself, not just have them be some fuzzy memories" Sara admitted.

"I do have to admit that I liked having a young body, but not a young mind. I'm sitting here on this step and my back is starting to ache and I'm getting sleepy. When I was your age…" she winked and tapped Sara on the shoulder.

Sara just laughed but then got a serious tone to her voice, "So, no hard feelings?"

"Of course not. But you should be getting home, it's late and your Mom will be waiting up" Sara bounced up and took a few steps before turning back around.

Gina was still sitting down and they smiled again at each other "I'll see you in school Mrs. Kemper" and Sara turned and ran down the street to her house.

Gina watched her go until the light faded and she could barely make her out as she went into her house. Gina stood back up and walked back into her house. She closed the door behind her and did a little side step dance to the mirror. She looked back into her old familiar face and smiled wide. She ran her fingers over the lines around her mouth and moved her head back and forth watching her eyes and short black hair.

Gina slipped out of the dress then unstrapped her shoes and stepped out onto the thick carpeting. She stretched out on her tip toes naked in her house and her glory. She headed upstairs with her clothes in her hands. She dumped the garments in a pile by the door and slid in beside her husband in bed and fell asleep.

Sara marveled at how energetic she felt and how alive she was at that moment. She ran as fast as she could and wasn't a bit tired when she got home. Her Mom was still up watching TV when she came in.

"Hey Sara, how was babysitting?" she said nonchalantly

Sara just went to her and gave her a big hug. "I missed you Mom"

"I missed you too honey, but you were only gone for 6 hours"

"Yeah, I know but…"

Sara just went up to her room and flopped onto the bed. She bounced first on her stomach then flipped over onto her back. She smiled at nothing before getting up and going to her mirror. She looked at her young, smooth, fresh face and smiled even wider. She ran her smooth fingers down her cheeks and down to her small firm breasts. She moved her legs back and forth to get a good look at the skinny legs, once again smooth and blemish free.

Sara looked around at the cleanliness of her room "Wow, I'll have to thank Mrs. Kemper for cleaning my room" she said and realized how much clearer her voice sounded to her. Sara pulled off her sneakers and balled up her long toes in relaxation. She fell deeply asleep on her twin bed.

The following week was the last week of school and all the students had their exams. Gina and Sara didn't see each other until Wednesday, the last day of school.

Sara was entering the class when she dropped her student I.D. Gina was right there by the door and picked it up for her, smiling at the fresh faced/ blond haired/ blue eyed picture on it stating Sara A. Sykes, sophomore, Home Room 209 D.O.B. 8-18-2002. They both smiled then quickly both diverted their eyes. Sara was wearing a green top and denim shorts with brown sandals and Gina was dressed in a pale yellow blouse, navy blue skirt and matching navy blue wedge heels. Gina's eyes darted to her own badge to divert her attention.

Sara was working on her test; she was about half-finished when she felt her feet itch. She dropped her left hand down to scratch her foot and she dipped her head to the side. Sara suddenly jerked up in abject terror. On her feet were a pair of blue high heels. She swallowed hard and looked again, only to see her own brown sandals. Sara blinked hard and stared at the ground, she looked at Mrs. Kemper, who didn't seem to share her panic, as she was calmly working on previous class’s exams.

Sara went back to work, convinced she had imagined the whole thing but a few minutes later she looked back to the front of the class. Sara stifled a gasp and made a choking sound. Gina Kemper had long hair, pulled back in a ponytail, just like she had when she was a kid. Gina looked up at the sound and saw Sara staring at her. The ponytail was gone, seen only by Sara, it didn't seem that Gina had noticed. Gina looked concerned for Sara but Sara just shook her head at her and motioned that she was fine.

When Sara turned in her test, Gina murmured to her "Are you okay?"

Sara hesitated and swallowed hard but then nodded "Yeah, just a little weirded out"

"Well have a good summer. I'm sure I'll see you around" Gina said cheerfully.

"Yeah, I have that same feeling" Sara said as she left.

Gina stopped for a moment at the tone Sara had used. She looked at her empty classroom and wondered what the summer might bring.

Gina just sighed as she looked down and saw her feet in a pair of brown sandals.