Randall wakes up

You sat watching the figure on the bed for quite some time. It was hard for you to believe that this sleeping girl was your best friend. Randall was tall and lanky, nothing like this pretty 15 year old girl. The only thing they had in common was that they were both very outgoing - though Randall was more of a jokster and prankster. You didn't know Teresa personally, but she had already made a splash at the school. Her bubbly personality had won her many friends, and her striking appearance drew the attention of you and the other senior guys. You thought back to when you'd last seen Teresa, showing off her new cheerleading uniform to her friends.

You shook your head, trying to imagine what Randall's life would be like. Not only would he wake up to a new body, but he was going to have to pretend to be this girl, with only you knowing the truth. I was all so unbelievable!

"Mmmh..."

You heard a sound as Randall begin to stir. You pressed the call button to summon one of the doctors just as Randall opened his eyes.

"Tim?" he said in a groggy voice. "What happened?'

You **** a smile. "Hey buddy, we were in an accident. How are you feeling?" you asked.

"Weird," he said, blinking his eyes, trying to focus on you. "Everything feels and looks a little strange. My voice too." He looked at you and then dropped his gaze down. He first noticed his hands. "What the fuck!?" he said, lifting his hand to examine it. He stared at Teresa's petite hands and slender fingers with pink nail polish. "What kind of **** am I on? I'm definitely tripping..."

"Uh, Randall," you started slowly, "you're not. I mean, yeah, I'm sure they have you on some meds, but you're not hallucinating." You paused to gather your words as Randall lifted his eyes to meet your. Looking down into Teresa's gorgeous brown eyes instead of Randall's familiar blue ones didn't help. You closed your eyes to concentrate.

"Randall," you continued, "the wreck was bad. You were really hurt. The doctors had to do something kinda crazy to save you."

He switched his gaze from you back down to his arms and then to his chest. He jerked when he saw the swell of his breasts under the sheet. He grabbed them with his hands to confirm they were real. "They turned me into a chick?" he asked, his voice rising into a panic.

"Hey, look at me!" you commanded. You gently took both his hands in yours, drawing his attention. "Focus, dude. I know it seems crazy but yeah, they kinda did. Your body was pretty messed up, so they put your brain into another body."

He just stared at you for several seconds before breaking into a very 'un-Randall-like' giggle. "You're shitting me! Is this some kind of joke? You're just getting back at me for last Halloween, right?"

"Randall....Randall!" you said more forcefully to get him to stop. "Listen to me. I'm not kidding. It really happened! You're not 'Randall' anymore."

His expression grew solemn. "Seriously? I...I died? And they moved my whole brain?"

"I don't understand it all," you admitted. "I think they only transplanted part of your brain. But it was enough for 'you' - your personality and memory to live on."

"Well, hell!" he said after a minute. "That's a major load to wake up to...but at least I'm alive. I can't complain, I suppose. But why a girl?"

You shrugged. "It's what was available. They needed someone brain dead with a healthy body. There wasn't much of a choice."

He nodded in understanding. "Okay, I guess I can see that..."

"There's more," you added. "The body is Teresa Willis."

"The freshman hottie?" he said in amazement. "I...I certainly didn't expect that. What did my folks say about this?"

"Well..." you started but trailed off.

"Well what?" he asked.

"Uh, you're not going to like this but the doctors told everyone else - including your parents - that you're dead. Randall just 'donated' a little brain tissue. As far as the world is concerned, you're actually Teresa Willis."

He sat up in shock. "What!? What the hell does that mean?"

"According to the doctor, you're going to have to pretend to be Teresa. They told everybody that you'll have some amnesia, but they expect you to pretend to be Teresa," you said.