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Chapter 6 - Antonio Morgan went home for the weekend so I had the apartment to myself. Both Lauren and Sydney separately asked if I wanted to go do something, but I declined. I needed a night to myself to just reflect on the week. I also considered who I wanted to swap with next. I’d certainly like a week as Morgan. Being Gabriel sounded overwhelming at this point. Sydney is 21 and the only member who could drink legally, but that didn't matter much to me. Then there was Antonio who I knew was the leader, but I didn’t know much about. I lay there in my quiet apartment, in the body of a girl I was crushing on earlier in the semester. I’d taken over her life for the past week. I had sex with her. I had sex as her. Just being her felt like I was more intimate with her than I ever could’ve imagined. Now it was time to give Jasmine back. All of my homework was done, so I wrote in Jasmine’s journal. I reiterated things I mentioned earlier in the week. I included Lauren’s desire to spend

Chapter 5 - Jasmine Part 2 The next day, Lauren asked me what happened and I just dismissed it as, “I had to leave.” She seemed to genuinely like those people. But they just weren’t my type. I was too embarrassed to talk about the Aiden incident to anyone. Lauren seemed sad that I wasn’t excited nor that I wanted to pledge to her sorority. Thankfully, she dropped the conversation. In the afternoon I met up with the rest of the Guild for our study group. It was good to see everyone again. It felt like I was part of a group, and they genuinely cared for me. When each person saw me, they all lit up like they were seeing their best friend. Was it because I’m Jasmine or because I’m D? “How are things going, D?” Antonio asked me. “How’s life as Jasmine?” “It's um… eye opening,” I admitted.  “Are you having any problems? Friends? Family? Classwork?” “I-,” I started to speak, then froze. I wanted to mention Aiden. If anyone would be able to help me through those emotions, it would be the

Chapter 4 - Jasmine Part 1 “... and I had her screaming my name begging for more. When we were tired and hungry for dinner I realized hours had passed. It was by far the hottest sex I’ve ever had.” I closed Jasmine’s journal and returned it to its home in the nightstand. I wasn’t sure whether I should write that from Jasmine’s point of view or D’s, so I wrote what came natural. I never fancied myself a writer, but I’ve read many books. None of them erotic by nature (except that one which was totally by accident), but what I wrote was kinda steamy, in my own opinion. I debated on whether to rip that page out of the journal. I left it there, a part of me eager for the other Guild members to read it. Was that bragging? I looked at my new closet. I wanted to get ready to take on the world tomorrow as Jasmine. It will be Monday and I will have to go to class for the first time ever, not as Daniel. The closet was filled with so many different choices of style and color. I had no idea