Blake sighed. He headed for his locker. Without Paul's glasses, he had trouble reading the dial, so he leaned in close. He was sure he remembered his combo correctly, but it didn't work on the lock.
Suddenly, there was a hand on his bare shoulder.
"Dude, you really either need to wear your glasses or contacts, if you can't magically correct your vision. You'll never get this locker open, because it's not yours," said a deep male voice.
Hands were on both Blake's shoulders sliding him down the bench until he was in front of Paul's locker. Blake didn't say anything because he was busy trying to keep the towel around his waist as he slid down the bench.
"Now try!" The voice behind him ordered.
Blake sighed, and tried his combo on this locker. He had planned to turn around and say, "see, it didn't work because it's not my locker, and I've been body swapped." But he couldn't because the lock clicked, and the locker opened.
Inside were Paul's glasses and a note.
"I don't need these glasses anymore. Sorry I didn't bring you a set of clothing, but I am sure you will find something that fits in the lost and found. Your new dorm room is 1369, I have to get some stuff there, and will leave the key inside for you with the door unlocked. Enjoy your new life, I'm sure I will." And it was signed "Blake ne Paul."
"Very funny," Blake said adjusting his glasses, and turning around.