Bradley to Britney

by Lor Hamilton

  

Chapter 6

The next day, Brad woke up with Marci staring him strait in the face. "What the hell, he nearly fell out of his bed.

Marci held up a cordless phone, "It's your mother."

Brad took the phone reluctantly. "Hello."

"Brad, where the hell were you yesterday, I was trying to call you forever," Brad's mother was yelling nearly at the top of her lungs."

"Could you have tried my cell," he said tiredly.

"Oh right," Brad's mom said. "But didn't I ground you."

"You suspended my license," said Brad staring at his license which he had thrown on the floor the previous night."

"Well I hope you learning your lesson," his mom said harshly.

"Mom why did you call me," Brad said.

"I wanted to tell you that I have sent in your application via email to the camp ahead of time, just so you won't skip it."

"What, how your not here."

"I had Amy feel it out, she's responsible enough to get her stuff in on time."

"I was going to do it on the last day which is right before the day of the camp."

"Which is tomorrow, you have a three hour drive ahead of you, Amy will be driving of course. Unless she gets tired and there is a need of a switch."

Brad nearly nodded to sleep when he started realize what his mother was saying. "Wait a minute you let Amy feel it out."

"Yes."

"Aaagh."

"Is there a problem," his mother asked?

"Yes."

"Brad this is for your own good. You won't get in a good college if you don't have any extra curricular activities, at this camp you will have the experience in balancing a job with a social life."

"I have no social life," said Brad.

"How do you plan on making it big if you don't know anybody? Somebody's not going to recommend you if they don't know you."

"Whatever."

"I have to go, I don't know how long I'll be working on this case, start packing today and get to the camp or say goodbye to your driver's license for an entire school year."

"What no…" Brad was interrupted by the dial tone of the phone. "Damn."

Brad sat up in the bed feeling the wait of the fake breast drop as he did. "I hate this," he said.

"There's another problem," Marci said meekly.

"What's that," Brad said rubbing his eyes.

Marci pointed to the Brad's open closet, where his regular clothes had been replaced with girls outfit, even his shoes were replaced with girls heals, tennis shoes, and sandals.

Brad nearly screamed. Jumping out of his bed he walked over to his dresser. To find out his boxers were replaced with panties and bras with girl socks and stockings. His boy t-shirts were replaced with girl t-shirts with text like princess, and angel going across the front.

"Ahhhh," Brad screamed. He ran downstairs and pounded on his sister's door. After getting no answer he tried to open it but it was locked. "Marci," he turned to her. "There is a key behind the DVD player in my room. Get it for me please."

Marci nodded, turned and went back up stairs.

"Amy," Brad yelled pounding on the door. "Open the door now; I have to say something to you."

"Brad," Marci said from behind.

Brad turned. "Wow that was quick."

"No heels," she said jokingly as she handed Brad the key.

Brad put the key in lock and opened the door.

The first thing he saw was Chad sitting at Amy's Vanity with a He had blue pants with a black belt and a blue hooded shirt on, and his hair was also done differently. Brad could see his bored expression on his face as if to say he was tired for this.

"Are you here for an appointment?"

Brad turned his head to Amy who was at her computer. "What did you do with my clothes?"

"You don't need those."
"I have to pack for camp," yelled Brad.

"Actually BRITNEY I just sent Christy and your applications in, your going to the camp just how you are."

"What," Brad yelled even louder. "Are you crazy?"

"No, but you might be after the summer's over."

"Dude I hate you."

"Oh yeah I am not going to be with you today, and you don't have to call or anything, because I know you won't try and change."

"Why do you say that?"

"Because I have all your money and stuff."

Brad and Marci turned to see one of Amy's friends standing at the door with Brad's money, money card, check book, and driver's license.

Brad charged for his stuff but she pushed him down on the floor, though before anybody new it Marci had punch the girl in the face really hard.

Seeing this Amy ran and jumped on Marci back who was about to go for another punch at the girl. "Brad call her off or I'm calling mom, and tell what you have been doing these past days.

"Bull," said Brad

Amy held the cordless phone. "I have speed dial and I'm not afraid to use it."

Brad sighed. "Marci please."

"Sorry Brad," Marci pushed Amy off her back then walked past the girl she had punch and out the room. "You are coming to the concert tonight right," Marci said popping her head back in.

"Marci!"

"I'm leaving."

Brad turned to Amy. "I'm all yours."

"Somebody is going to have to pay for that bitch hitting me," said the girl.

"Were sorry Sarah," said Amy.

"Not sorry enough." With that said the girl swung and punched Brad right in the face, luckily for him it didn't hurt as much as he thought it would.

"Bastard," said Brad.

"It won't leave mark," said Amy. "Now get ready, I have some things to do and I hope you two have fun today.

Amy left the room Sarah and they headed downstairs.

"What do we do now," asked Chad.

"We stay home all day," Brad answered.

"I promised Marci I'll go to the concert."

Brad walked over and sat on Amy's bed. He was in some pajamas that he didn't know how he got in., as a matter of fact he couldn't remember going to bed. "What time is it."

"1:32," Brad answered.

"Wow."

"So what do we do now," asked Chad.

"I don't know."

"Brad," Amy entered the room. "I'm sorry I forgot to do your hair."

Over the course of 20 minutes Brad took a shower, made to wear a matching skirt and top set with moons and stars on it, he also had his hair and nails done, and make up touched up.

"I'll teach you both how to do it yourself tonight," she said as she left for good.

As soon as Brad and Chad made sure that Amy and Sarah had left they rushed around the house looking for Brad's lost closed.

"Chad," Brad said as they searched threw the junk in Brad's old room. "Call for Help is coming on in two minutes, should we search or watch."

"Watch," answered Chad. "I'm tired."

They ran upstairs, by now they had completely gotten used to heels. They watched the show getting some computer tips from the host. After the hour long show was over they began searching the house again, fast so they wouldn't missed the next show, and as soon as it came on they began watching switched. They hated it because it was one of the one's where they switched a boy and a girl, and the girls dare for the boy was for him to have a fashion sleep-over with her friends and at the sleep over the boy had to wear make-up and a dresses and skirts and a girls bikini, and other stuff.

"That was weird," said Chad. "It's like they know."

After watching that they had 2 hours before there next show came on, so they searched the entire house as if they were an S.W.A.T. team look for a dangerous drug lord. After about an hour and thirty minutes of looking, Chad realized that he had clothes at his house.

"Why didn't you think of this first," said Brad excited as they ran back to his room.

"I forgot," Chad smiled.

"You have a key."

"It's in my jeans pocket, I left them on the floor."

They ran into his room.

"There not here," yelled Chad. "But don't worry there's a spare."

"Great," yelled Brad. "Hey check your suitcase."

Chad ran over to his suitcase and opened it. "Nothing but girl stuff," he said holding up a string bikini.

"Let's get to your house so we can screw all of this," said Brad. "And get back at my sister once and for all."

They rushed out the house to, but as Brad got to the car he realized that he did not have his Driver's License.

"I don't have a license," he said.

"Screw it," yelled Chad.

Brad opened the door of the car and the first thing he saw was a license on the seat. He picked it up and saw and had a picture of him as the girl that he was now on it.

"Unlock the door."

The License was also next to a purse he looked over to passenger's seat and saw another purse.

"Unlock the damn door."

Brad unlocked the door and Chad angrily stepped in.

"The Screen Savers will be on soon, what the hell are you doing."

Brad showed Chad the license.

"Great now drive," he said.

Brad stuffed his license in the purse then drove off to Brad's house which was only a minute away.

"Hurry," yelled Chad. He rushed to a tree that was in a pot next to the door and dug in the dirt until he came up with a key. Opening the door he entered the house, There was a hallway that extended to steps with door was adjacent to each other. Chad went to the first doorway it was which was the living room just to make sure it was in order, and then he went to the kitchen, spotless. After he went to the bathroom, clean, and then he went to the dining room, supper clean.

"Where are your clothes," asked Brad.

"In my room."

"Do you have to check every room."

Chad nodded as he came out of the laundry room which was under the steps. They both ran up stairs, and checked Chad's mom's room, Chad's guest room, Chad's other guest room, Chad's attic, Chad's bathroom, and finally they ran into his room. Chad rushed to his closet and opened it, and to his surprise there were girl's clothes.

"They must have used my key," said Chad.

"Looks like my sister wins," said Brad. "I guess we are girls for the rest of the summer."

"Yeah, Brad, I guess we are."

"Just call me Britney," said Brad.

"And me Christy."

They sat on CHRISTY's bed.

"Christy."

"Yeah Britney."

"Just cause we're girls doesn't mean we have to not watch television."

Christy and Britney walked back to there car, Christy hid the key again, and they got in the car and started driving home. On the way there they saw Marci skateboarding down the street.

"Marci," Britney pulled up beside her.

"I was on my way to your house," she said getting into the car.

"What are you doing?"

"Facing the facts," said Christy.

"What?"

"We lost the battle," said Britney. "Looks like were stuck like this until my mom comes home."

"Brad you're crazy."

"It's Britney now," said Britney. "I even got the license to prove it."

"Okay Britney," Marci emphasized. "Are you coming to the concert tonight?"

"I'll be there."

"How about you Christy?"

"Yes," Christy smiled.

  

  

  

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