Personal Narrative-The Switch

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R.L. Stine Switched Fear Street part one The Switch Chapter 1 My name is Nicole Darwin and I'm a loser. At least, that's the way I feel these days. Even the beautiful spring weather we've been having—the red and yellow tulips bobbing in the soft, warm breezes, the fresh smell of newly cut grass—can't cheer me up. My life is the pits. I tore a fingernail while getting dressed for school this morning and burst into tears. That's how messed up I am. My fingernails are long and perfect. Sometimes I polish them rose red, sometimes a lilac purple. Some of the girls tease me about them. But I think they're pretty. I don't know. I just like the way they look. I think I'm pretty good looking. I'm not a knockout beauty or anything.…show more content…
Just fine!" I shouted. I pushed open the front door and stepped out of the school. The air smelled fresh and sweet. A dogwood tree in front of the building was in full bloom, covered in dazzling white blossoms. I turned my eyes to the street. A red and white Shadyside city bus pulled away from the corner. Two kids from the middle school whirled along the sidewalk on Rollerblades. I didn't see anyone I knew. My friends had all gone home or to their after-school jobs by now. Mom is probably wondering why I'm late, I thought bitterly. I could hear her voice now: "Nicole, if you knew you had to stay after school, why didn't you call and tell me?" I have no life. No life at all! I started down the steps when I saw Lucy coming toward me. She gave me a friendly wave. I hurried to greet her. Lucy and I have been best best best friends since we were in preschool. Lucy has straight blond hair. But hers is shorter than mine, and she usually pulls it back in a ponytail. She has green eyes, a tiny, upturned nose, and a very sweet smile. I guess you'd say she was more cute than pretty. I ran up to her and hugged her. I was suddenly overcome with emotion. "Lucy—it's been such a horrible day!" I blurted out. Hot tears ran down my…show more content…
I felt crazy. I felt out of control. Tears of laughter brimmed in my eyes. Through the tears, I stared at myself. At Lucy in my body. It wasn't like looking in a mirror. I realized I had never really seen myself before. I had never seen the single dimple that deepened in my right cheek when I laughed. Never noticed that my mouth curled up more on one side than the other. I had never been able to see how my long hair glistened down my back. How it swished behind me with each turn of my head. It's so strange, so totally strange. I'm outside myself, I thought. I'm outside myself watching me. I'm Lucy now, watching Nicole. I stared as Nicole raised her hands to her cheeks, saw her long red nails spread out against her face. We were still laughing, tears running down our cheeks. And suddenly we were hugging each other, holding on to each other tightly. Laughing and hugging. Laughing and crying at the same time. We started spinning. Holding on to each other, we started spinning in a wild, joyful dance. Spinning faster and faster. Nicole and Lucy. Lucy and Nicole. Switched. Whirling together. Together. Not one. Not the other. Spinning in a circle of both of us. Whirling and laughing. So much
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