“Miss Carver? Uh, Miss Carver?”
Ryan still wasn’t used to being called by that name. It hadn’t even been a full day since he swapped bodies with his teacher, Miss Carver. So when he heard her name, he didn’t turn around right away.
“I was wondering if you could help me with something, Miss Carver?”
Finally, Ryan turned around. One of his classmates was there. He had faked his way through the lessons today with some notes Miss Carver had left for him, but he was pretty sure he wouldn’t be able to help anyone one on one. It also didn’t help that he could tell the student was clearly gazing at Ryan’s ass. Ryan knew he needed some excuse to get out of there, and he needed to swap back to his own body as soon as possible.
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