Practice for the college football team started that day mostly like normal, though the middle aged woman running out onto the field raised more than a few questions.
She approached the coach, and he asked the obvious question, “Who the hell are you?”
“It’s Jack O’Connor,” The woman said, “I guess there’s the thing called Swap Class that’s a requirement for graduation.”
“Jesus, O’Connor! That’s a freshman class! You should’ve gotten it out of the way three years ago! Why are you just getting around to it now!? And none of that explains why you’re in the body of a forty year old!”
“Well, yeah, it sort of does. See, because I didn’t know about it, I ended up in a one-on-one class. There was no one else to swap with, so I swapped with the professor, Mrs. Chambers.”
“Well, let me talk with the administration and see what I can do. We certainly can’t have you running around the field like this!”
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