| Chapter Eighteen |
| Nikki: "All I remember is Abs claiming that he could do my job," I shrugged. Ritchie nodded a bit. I think he was still overwhelmed with all this. I would be to if Whitney came to me and said, 'Hey Nik, guess what? Ritchie's really inside of me, not me.' "Yeah, and I told her she couldn't," Abs in my body replied. "That's when I left," I said. We all sat in silence for a bit. "So maybe this happened to teach you a lesson," Ritchie said in a voice that seemed he was trying to convince himself more than give a suggestion. I shook my head. "But why?" I asked. "We weren't off that bad, were we?" Ritchie gave me a look. "Other than insulting each other at every point you could get and purpously avoiding each other at all costs? Nooo you two were as close as siblings," he said. I sighed. "I guess we were pretty bad, eh?" Abs asked. I nodded. "I'm sorry," I told him. "So am I." Abs replied. "I should have given you a chance to find out just how hard your job is. How can you possible get up there everyday in front of loads of people and have to know how to dance and not step on Ritchie's toes?" I smiled. Abs laughed a bit. "It's tough," he spoke. "You don't get off so easy either. I mean, I never thought cutting, styling, dying hair would be that hard but maaan, when I took that cap off of the old lady I thought I was going to die. I felt so bad for Whit too, she wanted it so bad. So yeah, its tough." I stood up and hugged Abs. "Friends?" he asked when we let go. "Friends," I smiled. Whitney: I kissed J again. "You know what's the best thing about fighting?" I asked him. "Hmm...what's that?" he wondered. "Making up," I smiled. "...and making out," J replied. I laughed. "Yeah that too," I said. "Have you talked to Ritchie?" J shook his head. "No, not today," he said. "Why?" I shrugged. "I dunno, the whole situation between he and Nik has been really weird. He says she doesn't like him but I get a different feel from Nik. I dunno, like she's developing some feelings for him," I explained. "Nikki? Have feelings for Ritchie?" J repeated. I nodded. "Who'd a thought?" "I dunno. She hasn't been acting the same lately, has she?" I wondered aloud. "I hope she's okay." Abs: The next morning I felt myself waking up but didn't allow myself to open my eyes. I could feel how early it was. I rolled over in bed and almost fell out as I felt the bed moving under me. What the...? I wondered to myself. I opened my eyes and looked at the bed. It was my old water bed. Why was I here? I should be in Nikki's bed. I looked around the room. This was my room, alright. I reached my hand up to straighten out my hair a bit and felt barely nothing. Oh my god, my hair's gone and fallen out, I thought. I looked down. I was in boxers, that's all. Oh my god, I thought to myself. We've switched! Chapter Nineteen... |