Chapter 3

Valia's pov?

I woke up with something bothering my face. I lazily lifted my hand to move the thing that was tickling me away. As soon as I touched it I realized it was a piece of curly hair. I immediately got up looking around. I wasn't in my room...

I brought my hands once again up to my head only to touch my curly hair. Looking around it was easy to tell that I was in a girl's room.

How did I even ended up here though? I got up from bed now wide awake. Looking down at my outfit I was

pleased to realize that I was fully clothed and decided to go look around the house.

I could tell through the blinds that it was early in the morning. I opened the bedroom door and quickly walked outside hoping to not see anyone else before figuring out what's going on. Once again my wish was NOT granted.

"Good morning Valia"

Anastasis' pov?

Without opening my eyes I wondered what the noise I was hearing was. That's when I mentally scoffed myself. It was Monday... It's the alarm clock. With my eyes still closed I moved my hand around trying to find the phone. Let me tell you it was a bad idea. Before I could stop myself I was on the floor with a bruised ass. Perfect way to start the week. Please note my sarcasm, thank you.

I opened my eyes and looked around to find where the phone was placed only to realize it was next to me on the bed THE WHOLE TIME. Once again great way to start my day...

I groaned closing the alarm on my phone. I opened my eyes to see what time it was. Hold on. HOLD THE FUCK ON. 6AM? Why would someone WILLINGLY set his alarm FOR 6AM. Like OK I get it we have school but 6AM? ARE YOU KIDDING ME? I scratched my head and rubbed my eyes in hopes of waking up but who was I kidding? There is no way I'll wake up unless I go wash my face in the sink or to put it more realistically spend at least half an hour staring at the wall in the bathroom before actually functioning.

I got on my feet and walked to the door. When I opened it I lazily moved my feet into the hall. I yelled a good morning only to be greeted by a kid telling me to shut up.

I couldn't help but aww when I noticed it. I went to pinch his cheeks when he slapped my hand away.

"What's wrong with you today?" the kid asked looking at me weirdly. I laughed awkwardly and sprinted to the bathroom. Hopefully the door was open and I could see the sink so I knew we're to go. My eyes widened when I saw my reflection.

That's not my body... IT'S ANASTASIS' BODY.

(Clarification:When we say whose pov it is we'll use the name of whose body it is)

After staring at the mirror for at least 5 minutes I run back to the room and closed the door behind me. I stood there panicking. What the fuck am I supposed to do? How did this happen? But most importantly HOW DO I GET OUT?

I started looking around the room. His closet, his desk everywhere. I opened his drawer trying to find a clue on why we changed and how to fix it. I moved around his shirts when I felt my hand touch a box at the very back of the drawer. I pulled it out only to see a box of condoms. Horny teenager...

When I went to put it back I noticed something weird on it. WHY IS IT IN SIZE LARGE?

I looked down at my pants in disbelief. There is no way this is large. False advertisement for sure.

I put it back and came to a realization. His sense in fashion can't be

considered fashion. HE'LL FUCK UP MY OUTFIT. I have to find a way to talk to him.

I looked at his desk once again to see his computer. I moved quickly and sat down on his chair. I opened the computer excited that I found a way to communicate with him. My excitement though was shut down as soon as I pressed the power button and it asked for the password.

I sighed and rested my head in my hands panicking once again. What do I do now?

WAIT A MINUTE. I woke up by an

alarm. AN ALARM ON HIS PHONE. I got up quickly and hit my head on the shelf above his desk. I guess I deserved that for not thinking about his phone

sooner.

I grabbed it and placed my finger on the fingerprint recognition. | Access see his computer. I moved quickly and sat down on his chair. I opened the computer excited that I found a way to communicate with him. My excitement though was shut down as soon as I pressed the power button and it asked for the password.

I sighed and rested my head in my hands panicking once again. What do I do now?

WAIT A MINUTE. I woke up by an

alarm. AN ALARM ON HIS PHONE. I got up quickly and hit my head on the shelf above his desk. I guess I deserved that for not thinking about his phone

sooner.

I grabbed it and placed my finger on the fingerprint recognition. | Access Denied Why would someone only put one of his fingers in?

I swear the more I learn about him the stupider he gets. I dialed in my number. Let's hope he hears my call