Cracking open his eyes, Sean looked up at the ceiling. He was now in a clean, nicely kept bedroom in an unknown house, and the ceiling fan was on. Wondering why he suddenly remembered that his sinuses will probably be acting up because he left the ceiling fan on last night, he let his eyes stray back down to his body. He was wearing what he suddenly thought to be a cute top, and a small cross necklace was lying loosely above his breasts. Sheets were covering the rest of his body, and a quick glance to the alarm clock on the stand next to what was apparently his bed told him that it was 9 a.m. on a Saturday morning. Suddenly remembering that it was probably time to get up before his parents woke up, he sat up in bed.
With this action, both blood and memories rushed to his head. He suddenly remembered that his name was Christine, since it was a rather popular family name, and he lived with both of his loving parents in a nice sized house in the suburbs. He went to high school, and had just gotten his driver's license. He apparently had lots of friends, and his grades were great!
Now that he had a headache from these conflicting memories, Sean, refusing to call himself Christine just yet, got out of bed. He lightly rubbed a finger along the smooth, flawless skin on his arm, brushed the hair out of his eyes, and decided to go eat some breakfast.
With these new memories in tow, he went downstairs to the kitchen, humming softly to himself, and put some Eggo waffles in the toaster. While fixing a glass of milk, the waffles popped out of the toaster and made him jump. Realizing that he was a lot jumpier now, he giggled at himself and put the waffles on a plate.
In between bites of these waffles that he apparently loved now, he considered his options.