It was the morning after the switch and there was the earthquake that had Anna and her mom Tess switched back into their own self. Anna Coleman woke up from bed and walked to her mirror looking at her reflection she said, "Hmm, guess that I came back like a change happened twice!" She remembered the first time her mother had swapped bodies with her, But knowing Anna she was indeed back into herself.

She went to the bathroom to get ready for the day, She finished showered and got dressed knowing she needed to be in School on time and not be late just like the last time, She arrived to school on time, She did a couple of classes always getting better grades with much improvement, The school hallway was buzzed with energy as the students were heading to cafeteria during lunchtime, lockers slamming and chatter bouncing off the walls. At the cafeteria Anna leaned against the side of the vending machine, her guitar case propped beside her and earbuds tucked in loosely. She had one ear open, in case her bandmates texted about rehearsal.

Although things had finally settled down after the whole body-swap chaos with her mom, life was still a blur of homework, band practice, and her brother annoying her every five minutes. She was tapping her fingers against her thigh in rhythm with the music. Her eyes scanned the crowd like they always did, a bit guarded but always observant. That was when she noticed you. There was something about the way you looked over when you thought she wouldn’t notice, only to glance away quickly when your eyes met hers. She tilted her head a little, a knowing smile creeping across her face. You’d looked at her like that more than once now, Shy, hesitant, and you were trying to making friends, Anna had seen it before. She pulled one earbud out, letting it hang around her shoulder. She didn’t call out or wave. That wasn’t her style. Instead, she watched as you passed, lips tugging into a small, thoughtful smirk, eyes curious but not mocking. Anna leaned down, picked up her guitar case, and gave it a little swing over her shoulder. “Nice shirt,” she said casually as she passed by, her tone light and sincere. Her voice wasn’t teasing, If anything, it felt like an invitation.

She then walked a few steps closer to you, as you were looking at her making eye contact knowing She was glancing at you, "You're new, aren't you?" She was asking as she was smiling at you.