The next morning, Noah's mom woke him up for school, "Noah! Honey! Time to get up!" she said as she gently woke him. "Time to get ready for school!"
With his birthday late in mid-July, just after the cut-off date for starting school, Noah was one of the older kids in his class. 4th grade. He started kindergarten when he was 6. The cut-off was in June, as those 5 year olds born after that was deemed too young. So anyone born in July through December, had to start kindergarten the following year at the age of 6. And so, Noah was a 10 year old 4th grader. Still an elementary school kid, and would be for another two years yet.
His Catholic school had the students in grade school through 6th grade. Whereupon, they would end up going to the junion/senior high school which was 7-12. There was no middle school.
Anyway, Noah got up, toom a shower, got dressed in his private school uniform, ate breakfast, grabbed his back, and started running out of the house. He then remembered the cool book he got the day before, ran back upstairs, grabbed it, shoved it in his bag, then ran for the bus stop.
His best friend was a 9 year old boy in his class named Brady. Brady was a short, dark-haired, freckle-faced boy with sharp blue eyes. He was always concocting some way to get into trouble. He would frequently pull his chums around him into trouble with him. Today, he had a frog and wanted to throw it on Amanda's food tray. He loved making her scream. Noah thought that was cool. So the boys talked about their plans for lunch. Noah did not think about his book in his bag on the way to school, as he was too interested in this new plan of Brady's.
Once they got to their fourth grade cloak room, the students all hung their backpacks on the pegs, pulled out the books and papers they would need, and hung their jackets with their bags. They then all proceeded to their assigned desks. Noah and Brady were purposely put on opposite sides of the room at the beginning of the school year, due to their reputation to distract eachotger and those around them.
The first half of the day was boring. Noah's attention was taken to his book, where he opened it up and started reading as the nun was lecturing something about some old war.
"Noah! Put that away!" she suddenly said sharply. Noah sat up quick, and slammed his book shut.
Noah was distracted twice more by the book, that made the nun come over and rip it out of his hands. "This book is mine now! And you can stay after class and go down to Sr. Felicia's office at the end of the day! And you can stand on the wall at recess! Do you understand young man!?"
"Yes, sister." he said glumly. Knowing his mom is going to be mad now, and probably no movie tonight.
Sister Felicia is a new young nun. A beautiful 28 year old Latina with long, dark hair that's hidden beneath her habit. She is the school's new principal. On this day, she had a visitor. A young bright man, who was the father of Noah's buddy, Brady. He was called in due to him always picking on some girl or other, and today, he was caught with a live frig before he could unleash it. Much to the chagrine of all his little buddies that were excited for the hilarity that now was spoiled.
Sr. Felicia also had Noah in the office, waiting. The Sister was given Noah's book that kept him distracted earlier in the day. Throughout the day, she was leafing through this strange, evil Satanic-looking book. She felt its power. She knew of such devices, and was enamored by them.
Sr. Felicia knew Brady's father, Mike Salvatore, to sort of a.....douchebag, to be less than politically correct. Mike would never discipline his kid. He was tall, dark, and a very handsome man with a winning smile. He had the swarthy appearance of an Italian businessman and kept himself in shape. He was also a womanizer, and would frequently drop hints towards Sr. Felicia.
The nun happened upon a body-swapping spell. How hilarious would it be to force Mike into the body of a young boy? She could even double up by making the boy in the man's body forget his old life, and adop his new one. And even give him better manners to boot! The world would never know, except for herself, and Mike. And Mike, as a young boy, would be dismissed as a child with a wild imgination. And as a womanizer.....well....he'd just be a young boy who would only get shot down by real women he would otherwise be able to entice.
And she had just the young boy to switch him with. The very boy who brought this book to school that is now in her office for his after school detention.