Trading PLACES.

..."I wish I could trade places with Jon, so he could have some of my resposnsibilities." Jane felt her eyes being forced shut. When she opened them, things were different. She was sitting at a desk. In a classroom. Wearing jeans and a t-shirt. What was really strange was that they were boys clothes, which felt a little odd on her female body (although they seemed to fit perfectly). Before she could figure out what was happening, a girl in front of her turned around. "Hey Jon," she said, "can I borrow a pencil? Mine broke." Dumbfounded, she quietly handed the pencil over. This was too wierd. Meanwhile, back at home...