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The Green Bolt

You didn't think much of the storm, so you stayed in Charlotte's body for a bit, enjoying the coach ride from a different perspective. The stare at the raindrops meandering down the window, and the lightning bolts lighting up the sky every few seconds. It had started to get dark, so the coach driver pulled over, letting the class get off for fresh air and get some of their luggage from the compartment underneath the floor. Everything on the coach gradually goes silent - everyone drifts off to sleep for the night. You continue to look outside, as a strange coloured cloud catches your eye. You try and remember where you've seen a cloud like that before, but nothing rings any bells. All of a sudden, out of nowhere, a large green bolt, exactly the same as the one you got your powers from, strikes the ground where someone was walking their dog on the bridleway, and- what the hell am I talking about? They didn't get hit. Strange. ("You'll also wake up in your bed with no wounds or marks from the hit, and your family won't even realise you would've been hit and that you arrived safe and sound." -Flashback to what the being said) The shockwave from the bolt reached the bus fairly quick, and the body (hehe) shook as if it were in an earthquake. You look out of the window to see the being. It just stares back and mouths, "Sorry." before fading off into thin air. You sit back in your seat, puzzled. Now that you have time to think, you begin to notice the straps of Charlotte's bra digging in, and how much it hurts and how uncomfortable you are; you never had to wear a bra, so you weren't used to the straps. "I'm sick of this," you murmur as you close your eyes, click your fingers and wake up-
in Charlotte's body. "Strange. I'll try that again." you say. Doesn't work. Again. Doesn't work. You try over and over and over again, but it never works. You try swapping with someone else; maybe your right fingers don't work but your left fingers do. Again, nothing. You were stuck as one of the most popular and most beautiful girl in your class. You walk into the toilet and stare at what you hope isn't your new permanent reflection. It then hits you. The bolt. The dogwalker has the power now! You stare at the mirror in horror.

"Oh, shit."