After coming back to your senses and asking how the two of you should proceed now, you notice your friend staring at you in a way, that you are all too familiar with. The look that you had given her so many times. A look that combined the happiness of being in love, while also conveying the feeling of devastation, because the love is always going unrequited.
It felt weird being on the receiving end of that look. In fact, it felt weird being the person that you’ve felt so strongly for over all these years. You wondered if this was just a hormonal thing, or if those memories you gained earlier started to have an impact on your behaviours.
‘I think we should take our time and think this through before we mess up even more’ said your friend.
I think so too, but first, let’s swap clothes. I’d rather not have my parents find us like this!
You put on each other’s clothes and look back at the book. While you flip through the pages something strange happens