Amy hears the front door close. Her mother walks in, wearing Amy’s body and a cheerleading outfit.
”Another productive day, I see,” her mother sneers.
”Did you get onto the team?” Amy asks. She hopes her mother might let her have her body back once she’s successfully relived her glory days.
”Not yet. This body is hopelessly out of shape. I may need a little help...”
Amy stays quiet. She’s been studying magic since the day she woke up looking like her mother. She’s determined to get her own body back somehow.
Once she does, she’ll never be helpless again.