Blake’s POV

If you ever wake up trapped in someone else’s body, do yourself a favor and skip school.

Fake the flu. Fake food poisoning. Fake your own death. Move to another country. Join a monastery. Do literally anything except show up at Prescott High pretending everything is normal.

Because pretending to be Elena Prescott while secretly being me, Blake Thorton, was not just hard. It was a full-blown psychological attack.

And it wasn’t even third period yet.

The morning had already ...