Payton had been hearing various noises of people screaming all through out the morning, but, being the heavy sleeper she is, ignored them without giving it much thought. Most people were probably awake by now when she finally decided to get up. She sat up in bed, and rubbed her eyes, completely oblivious to her surrounding, but she was always like this in the mornings :P. She reached for her head to scratch it, but stopped mid-scratch. Her hair was way shorter than it should've been. Is this some sort of sick prank!? she thought frantically, cause you know chopping off someone's hair in the middle of the night was so not funny. "The Hell!" she shouted in surprise, as she shot up off the bed. However, she instantly covered her mouth after the words escaped it. That wasn't her voice. She darted over to bathroom and looked in the mirror. The clothes weren't hers. The hair wasn't hers. The chest defiantly wasn't hers. ;_; "Holy God!" she screamed. Why was she in Luke's body?!
