Loser

Sarah looked up at her, then back at the mirror. She stared at her reflection. Everything about herself looked exactly the same as it had before, except her hair was tied back into pigtails, just like Kyla's. What had happened? Did her headache cause that? It didn't seem possible. But then again, none of this seemed possible, yet it was all happening. "Is there something wrong, Sarah?" Kyla asked. She tried to decide if she should say something, or pretend nothing was wrong. She didn't want to hang out with this loser. She turned and walked away without a word. She was heading away from Kyla when suddenly someone stuck out a leg and tripped her. The hallway erupted with laughter.