As much as I would like to spend more time as Boedy, I got my life going on. I could not just leave it. I have my grandparents to look after. I’d feel like a dick if I just left them to live someone else’s life. Besides, I have classes tomorrow. I already have a letter reprimanding me for being late to class. Grandma would kill me if I got another. I cleaned myself, ate microwaved dinner, and went to bed.
Tonight was a sleepless night, for I have already spent a dream come true inside the mirror.
In the morning, a dawning realization hit me. I forgot to remove the private server application on Boedy’s phone. With toothpaste foam still in my mouth, I rushed to the mirror and jumped in Boedy’s body.
My eye fluttered open and awoke to a long dining hall eating a bowl of cereal. The place is desolate except for me. In my pocket, I grabbed the smartphone and looked for the application. During the night, it seems he has already seen our conversation. We were lucky that no part of our discussion pointed to my and Ron’s real identity nor the powers we used to control their bodies. Also, it seems the real Boedy had an inkling of interest in the pictures Ron sent. He had it saved in his gallery. Being the good person that I am, I do not want Daniel’s nudes to be leaked throughout the whole school. So, I deleted them. In doing so, I scrolled downwards to see pictures of me - my real body. Some were taken from my social media account but the rest were candid shots taken without my knowledge. Was Boedy stalking me? I closed my eyes to scan his mind but the premonitions I’ve experienced before did not come to me. Along with Daniel’s saved nudes, I deleted my pictures as well. Then I deleted the application before returning to my own body.
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School, for the most part, is boring for me. It is a means to an end - a boring process I am required to finish before I could achieve my dream occupation. I admit I am not that much of an intelligent person to find education beneath me. Nor am I a dunce to have no care for learning. My intelligence is barely average but it is enough to waddle through semesters after semesters.
As I was getting my books, my locker closed in a bang. It’s Ron with a wide grin on his face. I know that look - he wanted more of the mirror but he can’t. He is shackled by the very same chains that are pulling me away from the mirror.
“Know who you’re going to possess throughout the long weekend?”
With everything about the mirror and the elections, I forgot that a long weekend is due for two days after Wednesday. It’s a local holiday regarding the first settlers, which always coincides with the day before the elections.
“I think I am going to go with Boedy again. You?”
“Timothy,” his brother “does soccer right? It is also his birthday this Sunday so I want to give him a gift.”
“Don’t tell me you’re going to show him the mirror. The mirror is only between us.”
“I know. Timothy has a soccer match this Saturday and I wanted him to get his first win. That runt needs to get some break after you know what happened between our parents. I am going to possess the goalkeeper of the other team and lose.”
“Isn’t that eh… cheating?”
“I’ll make it look natural. And it ain’t cheating if no one sees.” He said with a wink.
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Despite inviting him over, Ron did not come in for the night. Their dad is moving out and he needs extra muscle to lift off his stuff. That leaves me as the sole user of the mirror for this cold Monday evening. There are a lot of people to choose from so who did I pick?