My name is Dylan Cunningham, and I'm 19 years old. I'm a 5 star freshman quarterback at the University of Georgia.
At least I was, until the great shift. Now I'm living the life of Avery Henderson, a 16 year old girl from a small town in eastern Minnesota.
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I woke up one morning in a very unfamiliar environment. a peachy white bedroom, with pink bed covers. After a more in depth scan of this new room, I saw quite a few softball trophies, which led me to an inference that, whoever's room I was in, was pretty big into softball. I eventually learned that she was the starting shortstop for her school, but as of right now, that's aside the point.
I looked out of the window and saw something I've never seen before, that being fresh snow. With a little bit of curiosity, and a little bit of excitement, I went to go outside and explore this wintery wonderland. However, as I went to the door, I caught a glimpse in the full size mirror, and what I saw shocked me.
Staring back at me was what looked to be a junior in high school, about 5'5" and 110 lbs, with brunette hair that's about 16 inches long.
This has to be a dream, I thought, Just last night I was at practice, dropping 60 yard dimes, and with this body, I doubt I could throw a ball 30.
This has to be a dream. I pinched myself to wake up, but nothing happened. My utter shock was interrupted by the door flying open.
"Avery, hurry and get changed! Your brother's hockey game starts in an hour, and we need to be there! I'll be in the car waiting, but you better not be more than five minutes!"
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