|The Cory Matthews Experience
Author: balletpriss4ever PM
Sean has waken up in Cory's body. Coary has woken up in Sean's body. Oh no!Rated: Fiction K - English - Chapters: 2 - Words: 1,034 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 2 - Follows: 6 - Updated: 04-28-12 - Published: 04-27-12 - id: 8064676
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"Monday already?" Cory thought as he stepped out of bed onto the carpet. "Guess I better go get ready." He mumbled. As he walked to the bathroom, he noticed that the coffee table had seemed a little bit closer to his bed than normal. Considering the coffee table was usually down stairs, he thought it might have been one of his water guns he left out over the night, or he could have just bumped into his desk.
As he made his way to the door to brush his teeth he also figured out that the bathroom was much, much smaller that it usually was. "Maybe this is a dream." he thought, "Maybe I'm going to wake up under my covers, in my underwear safe and sound." As he looked in the mirror, he saw an oddly shaped face, full lips, and hair. (You heard right) Dark brown hair dangling right in front of his eyes. His left hand shot strait up to it and his right hand's fingers combed it back.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" he screamed.
"Sean?" he heard Chet Hunter below from the other side of the trailer. "Sean, is that you?" he asked. You could hear his heavy footsteps coming towards Cory. "He-ha!" Chet laughed, peeking his head around the bathroom door. "Well by golly that is you! Now, why the devil are you screaming like a flock of pigeons at seven o'clock in the morning?"
"Well, I uh…" he looked around to see what he could possibly say to Sean's dad. "I uh, I lost my toothbrush!" he said with excitement. "But, I found it so um, bye! Have a nice day now! Here is a tip, don't eat beans. Now, I don't want to be the one to break the news to you but the make you gassy." He told Chet in a whisper. He looked at Cory in a really strange way. Almost as if he knew that he wasn't really his son. But he walked away anyway.
"Oh no oh no oh no! What am I supposed to do?" Cory asked himself pacing in the 4-tile bathroom. "I, I look like Sean! Wait, my dream has come true. Wait, I want my house back. I have mixed feeling about this." When he stepped out of the bathroom he noticed he had about fifteen minutes to get to school. The door swung open and he jolted out.
"Well, hello son how are you today?" Virna asked.
"Can't talk now, got a lot of homework."
"Well, Sean school hasn't even started! Come eat, you have plenty of time."
"I mean… I have homework I didn't finish last night. You gotta love those teachers. Always on you about that homework. Work, work, work, never play. It's like they don't give you enough work in school so they give you homework. So you will never be able to have a life." He rambled on. "Well, got to go bye!" he ran out the door.
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