Driver's Ed, Feb 17th (1st-2nd period)

[dr-tommy.livejournal.com]

The Danger Shop is set up to look like... well, like the bumper cars ride at a fair. There's even a cotton candy machine near the entrance.

"I know a lot of classes are having midterms right now, so I thought maybe you guys could use a break," Tommy says, by way of explanation. "Have fun."

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[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Cally signs in. Seriously.

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[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders comes charging at this person who's wearing his body (thanks to Zero for pointing that out (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhigh/653120.html?thread=30785088#t30785088)) and grabs himself by the shoulders -- seriously weird. "Mine. I don't know how the hell you did it, but gimme my frakkin' body back!"

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[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Cally simply throws her arms around Anders and holds tightly, her eyes starting to tear up. "I don't know how it happened. I just don't know."

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[dr-tommy.livejournal.com]

"Okay, I know who you are." Tommy says, pointing at Cally. "But who are you and why are you here in my class?"

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[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Me?" Anders stares and then starts to flail helplessly, pointing at Cally. "I'm -- okay, I usually look like that! That's me! Except I'm me today, but I'm really not!"

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[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

*Hamlet looks over from where he's signing in for class.*

I see you're odder than usual today, Bridge. Envious of Anders?

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[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

The look Anders shoots back clearly says Et tu, Hammie? "Dude. I am Anders. And I have no idea yet who the frak is walking around wearing my body!"

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[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Okay, hey!" objects Anders, trying to pull back, but apparently he's stronger than he realized, or at least he is in his usual body. "Are you me, too? What the frak?"

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[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"Gods, Champ, it's me," Cally bites her lower lip. "Even though we don't look right, it's us, right?"

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[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Nobody else calls him that. "Coach?" he asks disbelievingly, and very weirded out by having to look up to talk to Cally. "Cally, is that you? How did you get there? And how did I end up -- and where the frak is Bridge?"

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[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"He's, erm, in me. But not, in like, that way," Cally says. "Erm, he's in our bed. Asleep."

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[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Bridge is sleeping in our bed," Anders repeats slowly. Very slowly. And then he says it again just to make sure. "And he looks like you."

Four months ago he might have freaked out. Now, he just sighs and says, "Well, that explains me waking up by myself, then. That sucked."

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[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"Yeah," Cally says. "This'll work out, though. Just a... temporary set back."

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[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"How temporary is temporary? We don't even know how this happened?" Anders slumps forward to lean his head on Cally's shoulder, only at the moment, it ends up being more like bumping his head right into her very not-feminine-at-all chest. "This better be temporary."

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[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"Well, if it doesn't just, like, go away? We'll ask the teachers or someone. Somebody's gotta know about this sorta thing." Cally shrugs. "But for now? I think we might want to, maybe... do the class thing."

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[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Right. Class. Because this is probably not an excuse to get out of it." Anders nods and heads toward a bumper car. "Just, um, watch your ribs. My ribs. The cracked ones. Okay?"