As much as Sandy would like to explore her body, a scream from her mother downstairs reminded her today was a weekday and she had school. "Sandy! Graham! Wake the hell up. You two are going to be late if you don't eat your breakfast soon."
Sandy dressed herself in Graham's clothes which consisted of a loose shirt and basketball shorts, even though her brother didn't play the sport. She went downstairs and was hit with the enticing aroma of today's bacon and pancakes. She swore it didn't smell this enticing before. Maybe it was because her sense of sense belonged to Graham's. She got her place on the table and didn't hesitate to douse stacks of pancakes with a dollop of cream and maple syrup. She thought it was a little too much, but she surprisingly ate it all and had more room for bacon and eggs. Are teenage boys really this ravenous?
"Is your sister still asleep?" Mom asked as she cooked more eggs and ham.
"Uhhh…" In her haste to eat, Sandy forgot about herself. Shit! Thinking of an excuse… "Ummm… She was at her friend's for a sleepover. They were working on a nerdy school project, probably something related to the upcoming science fair. I bet it's another boring vinegar and baking soda volcano. Didn't she tell you?" To her surprise, Sandy just called herself nerdy in a demeaning way. To make matters worse, it sounded natural when she said it as if she was Graham himself shit-talking his sister.
Her mother turned around with a worried expression. "She didn't say. But I'm just a little worried. She's responsible and it's nice for her to sneak out to meet her friends. Believe me, I've done worse things when I was her age. Ask your dad."
Sandy looked at her dad on the other side of the table. He merely lowered his newspaper and grunted before sipping at his piping-hot black coffee.
"Anyway, that doesn't mean she won't get an earful from me once she gets home. When is she coming back?"
"I think she's eating breakfast with her friends and will go to school soon after. I saw her packing clothes before she left. So, I think she'll come back after school."
Sandy finished up the newest batch of eggs and bacon. She wasn't even stuffed when her mom told her it was time to take a shower. She thought it would be enough time to get a decent feel of Graham's body, but she looked at the clock and it was about twenty minutes before the school bus arrived at the street corner. She sped to the upstairs showers and quickly scrubbed himself. The water didn't even manage to get hot when she finished scrubbing his little brother's skin. She still stank with his brother's musk, but it wasn't as intense as before.
Hours later, she was sitting in Graham's Mathematics class and answering his pop quiz for him. She could ace the test easily, but she couldn't have her eyes drawn on his brother for suddenly getting a perfect score. And besides, his annoying brother doesn't deserve to be helped with his grades. He spends most of his time watching those cringy slasher movies instead of working on his academics. Sandy made sure to answer about fifty percent of the questions correctly.
After class, she looked at Graham's schedule for the day and saw a massive gap time before the next biology class. In the hallway, she could see Graham's equally nerdy friends waving at him. She knew them by their faces, but not their names. She wished she had Graham's knowledge when he wore him, but alas, all she had was his body and pungent teenage musk. She could meet up with them and risk exposing her secrets, or she could quietly hide in the crowd and do her own thing.