The moment I stepped onto the school grounds in Blake’s body, I felt a strange pull in the air. Students whispered. Laughed. Scattered in small excited clusters as if they were waiting for something to explode.

And knowing this school, something usually did.

I adjusted the backpack on my shoulder. Blake’s shoulders were broader and the bag did not sit the way mine normally would. Everything still felt slightly too big and too heavy, but I had learned how to carry myself in his body without ...