Spend some time as yourself

Unfortunately, you fun would have to come to a stop for now. You had no idea, who you were, where I were, or what this woman ws supoosed to do next. You didn't even know where her panties were. You could

probably do some investigating, but you were just so... thrown off right now. You opted to give this woman her body back and check in again later. With a touch of the red ring, you were in you room once more.

This time though, you sat up in your bed and ran your hand through your hair. You felt a bit drowsy, but most of your exhaustion was mental. Your Mom, an athlete, a MILF, a cop, AND a hooker?!

You could barely believe it. Now that all the options were closed, you could realize how different each body was than what you were used too. Five bodies, all women- by choice or by chance, and all extremely different from eachother. 2 moms, 2 young... career gals, and one barely out of her teens. From a police officer to a prostitute... This diversity, it was exciting. Your mind raced with thoughts, what to do with it? You had all these bodies, all these options, and you didn't know what to do with any of them. How could you use that to benefit you? To benefit others? You sigh. You needed some rest first before you could think all these deep thoughts.

You sit up in your bed and look at the time again. 4:19 PM. Funnily enough your time as the prostitute was almost thrice as long as the chase with Kayleigh, even though it felt like much less. With a small strech you make your way downstairs to grab a snack.

The atmosphere downstairs was just as drowsy as before, if not even more so. Your mom and dad were both in the living room relaxing after their long night, and Hayley was nowhere to be seen; either in her room or with her friends. You grab a bag of Potato Chips from one of the drawers, and take a look at your mom.

She was tending to her nails at the moment, dressed in a pair of Yoga Pants and a grey sports bra, looking very much gym-ready. You weren't sure if she was before or after her session but from her seeming lack of sweat you assumed it to be the former. She was wearing her earphones so she didn't really seem to notice your presence.

Seeing Mom there, lost in her own thoughts and feelings. You wonder how she felt right now. Did she think her recent possessions were worthy of concern? Should you even take over her body again?

Your dad was next to her, hard at work on something on his laptop screen. He worked for Intel, so he more often than not was in this position. And knowing him, he was either working on some super important assignment or playing Tetris. You sighed as neither of them noticed you. Not that you wanted them to, but...

You're about to go back upstairs when you recieve a text message. Checking it while you crunch at your chips, you see its from Brian, your best friend.

[What u up to?]

"B-Man..." you said quietly as you started to text back.

Your friendship with Brian had begun in high school. As usual you didn't stand out much, but the two of you met during lunch when he offered you a seat next to him. That little kindness meant a lot to you and he's been very kind since. Honestly you were a little intimidated by how giving Brian was. Volunteer work. Charities. Rec center counseling. The guy was a modern day Saint. you wished you could be half as kind as he was.

[Nothing much. Bored AF and just finished my History Essay. What about u?]

Your thumb froze before hitting send. Why not tell him about the Medallion? Even if he didn't believe you, you could prove it.

It's mine and he wouldn't approve, anyway.

That thought soothed you as you sent the message to him. Brain was a saint, you adored him, really, but sometimes he was too much of a goodie two shoes-even for you. If you were to tell him, he would probably protest; say its immoral to possess someone, and you would try to convince him you could use it for good, but he would stand his ground nevertheless. No. It was better not to tell him. He was a good person but so were you. You were just going to use your own methods.

Perhaps you and him could just hang out. A break from the medallion would help you figure some stuff out. Once in your room, you put on the news channel on your old TV and waited for a reply. Brian soon texts you back.

[Im good. U have some time to meet up? I want 2 talk.]

[Gimme a where and l'll be there.]

You shot back a reply as soon as you finished reading his. Perfect. A fun day with your best buddy. Unsure of where you were gogoingyou simply changed out of yout pajamas, before opening your closet. Every piece of clothing you owned stared back at you. All of it was in shades of black. You needed a wardrobe update, for sure.

Looking at your plain closet, a thought pops into your mind. Clair was quite rich, judging by the size of her house and her nice Sedan. Maybe you could borrow some money from her? You shake that thought. That would be wrong, you weren't like that.

Brian texts you back. [The park sounds good?] And you reply with a simple thumbs up.

With that, you throw on some dark jeans, a simple Metal Band T-Shirt and made my way to my car. Hopefully he didn't have any bad news for you. "Oop, almost forgot," you muttered as took off the medallion and hid it beneath a loose flooor board. Were you being paranoid? Sure, but if someone took it you were totally outta luck.

With that done, you got in your car and head off to meet Brian, humming a tune to yourself the whole way. Your car was old and probably seeing its twilight years, but you certainly couldn't afford an upgrade. Not with college prices.