Notes

Sally Connors shot an evil eye at Professor Marx as he walked by her in the hall. She couldn’t believe what he had done.

“Miss Connors,” the professor forced a smile while trying to talk to her, “You have no reason to be upset. You were fully versed on the nature and extent of my cranial research and experiments when you agreed to be my lab assistant this semester.”

“I am your lab assistant, not your guinea pig! I also didn’t expect that I would be trapped in your body until this semester ends!” She snapped back at him.

“But don’t you understand the scientific possibilities!? Not just in the fact that I have perfected a brain switching process, but that we have the ability to explore so much of the psychological aspects of who we are and how we are perceived while we are in each other’s bodies! I have been taking notes about everything while I am in your body!”

Sally just groaned and walked away.