She wakes up (Debby's POV)

A blaring alarm went off next to her, the headache from drinking made the sound horrific. She pushed her hand out to feel for the clock as she pressed down on the snooze button. Her body groaned to the idea of getting up, the world felt different to her yet she found no reason to doubt the party last night to thank for it. Debby Ryan pulled herself up to a sitting position on her bed as she rubbed her hands across her face like any other morning. Only her hands felt rough and slightly smaller, and the room she was in was different as well. It was full of posters and an old box radio on the dresser. She remembered having one as a teen but not anymore, in fact the whole environment felt off because she didn't even know anyone with this room. Climbing out of bed, she felt her entire body feel different, her chest felt flat she seemed just a little shorter and a strange feeling in between her legs just made her uncomfortable.

Debby walked to the dresser mirror to look at herself...only to find it wasn't her that she was looking at.