My name is Casey. I'm just an average, ordinary teenage guy, trying to stumble his way through life. I have a few friends, all girls, but not a single girlfriend. It is not because I can't find love. A lot of girls find me very attractive, with my short black hair, blue eyes and strong build. It is because I am just too shy to ask a girl out.
Everyone knew of the shy, soft spoken elderly woman, Ms. Switch, who lived at the end of the long drive at the edge of town. She never bothered a soul, and we never bothered her. She was very pretty, and few believed her when she spoke of her age. Well, I happened to be heading home from school when I heard calls for help from the long drive. I raced down to see what was wrong, and found Ms. Switch being attacked by a man wearing all black, including a black ski mask!
Before I could even think, I was jumping into action. "Get off her, you creep!"
The man seemed startled, and paused long enough for me to get a good right hook in. The man stumbled back, and Ms. Switch took action, tripping the man with her cane before striking him unconscious with it. I was impressed.
Ms. Switch offered me a kind smile. "Thank you for your help, Casey. This man thought I would be easy prey. I wish to reward you; have you earned yourself a girlfriend yet?"
I blushed at that, though I tried to hide it. "I'm happy I could help, Ms. Switch, and I am flattered; but I'm just to shy to ask anyone..."
Ms. Switch laughed; it was a melodious giggle. "I know of a girl who has the very same issue when it comes to finding that certain someone."
I smiled, thinking Ms. switch was trying to set me up on a date, perhaps with a granddaughter I had not yet met. "Who is she?"
Ms. Switch smiled. "You, my dear child... "
Before I could respond, I heard my alarm clock go off. Feeling groggy, I assumed it was a dream, and turned off the alarm before sitting up. "What a strange dream... "
I shuffled into my bathroom suite, where I turned on the shower water before turning to get some clothes for the day. As I did, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror, and froze, my mouth half open. Standing in my place was a beautiful teenage girl with long black hair, ocean blue eyes and a fit build, wearing a pink teddy!
For a moment, I just stood there, gazing at my reflection, before my mind caught up and a startled scream echoed from my throat! Seconds after, I heard hurried footfalls, and my bedroom door was thrust open by...
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