Sloane walked down the little walkway allotted to pedestrians. Although it wasn't Sloane, the wallet in her back pocket knew her as Dakota Hall, some initiate chick. She still felt confused, how in the Hell did she end up in this poor girl's body? And what happened to hers? Was hers being controlled by this Dakota Hall? Or was it some other normal? All she knew was that her body was out somewhere else and she was someone else, this was only adding more questions to the plate and she was starting to get a headache.
With a sigh she walked over to a bench a couple feet into the grass facing the fountain. She eased into the seat, putting this girl's face into this girl's hands and letting a breath escape her lips, how long was she going to be like this? She could only hope this wasn't permanent. Well one silver lining was that that one Harvey guy wouldn't be pursuing her, but that was no consolation. She didn't know what to do, what to say, she didn't even have anywhere near the same voice so she didn't have any familiar qualities besides her own free will. She let out a sigh through the other girl's lips and sat up, closing her eyes and just trying to escape this shitty moment.
