Surprisingly it was Sarah who answered the doorbell. John had never been this close to Sarah before, only admiring her from a distance. He/she didn’t know what to say. “A’hmmmm. I was invited to the party”
Sarah looked at John strangely “I know. We were expecting you. But who’s this?” She looked at the real Amy, now a Japanese teenager.
Amy ended up introducing herself “Naomi Shinozaki.” She said. “Konbanwa. Nice to meet you. I’m with her. I hope you don’t mind me crashing your party. When Amy said she was headed to a slumber party I had to ask if I could attend as well. I’ve always wanted to attend a real American slumber party”
John finally remembered the cover story he and Amy had concocted. “Naomi’s an exchange student from Japan staying with my Aunt. I was given the task of entertaining her”
“Cool, come in then.” Sarah said. “Cute outfits by the way.”
Amy goes inside and you stand up straight your whole face turning sun red like an anime. Cute! Sarah thinks your clothes are cute! This was good. You had a chance with her. Even if it wasn’t you, she gave you a comment. Maybe if tonight went well you could hang out with her when you were yourself. Or maybe not…..
“Are you coming Amy? Or are you just going to stand at the front door looking like a fish?”
It took a moment for John to realise Sarah was talking to him. As far as everyone was concerned John was ‘Amy’ for the night.
Inside John met the other girls. Grace, Amber, Charlotte and Megan. All were cheerleaders. John began to wonder how Amy had scored an invite in this illustrious company. It’s not that Amy’s body (currently occupied by John) wasn’t cheerleader pretty. It’s just that Amy didn’t usually hang out with this group.
“Amy bought a friend along. Her name is Naomi. She’s an exchange student from Japan” Sarah informed the group.
“Cool” said Grace, who was Queen B of the group. She took in the bag ‘Naomi’ was carrying. “You’re pretty enough. You can stay but you will either have to share a bed with Amy or sleep on the floor”
“Um” The real Amy looked at John.
“We can share a bed” John replied. There was no harm in that. They were already sharing bodies.
“Cool!” said Grace. It appeared to be her favourite word. “Second door on the right is my little brother’s room. It’s yours for the night. Drop your bags, then come back. We are doing makeovers” Grace displayed her fingers. It appeared she was drying nail polish.
The room was small. The bed seemed even smaller. Amy and John looked at the bed and then at each other. They would be cosy sharing the single bed. "At least we are both girls" muttered Amy. "I wonder where Grace's family are?"
"So what does she mean by makeovers? Are they doing each other's makeup?"
"Experimenting with new looks. Just go with the flow"
They dumped their bags then returned to the lounge where the other girls were.