[i]My head.....[/i] The boy woke up holding his head. It didn't take a doctor to tell you he had a headache, the expression on his face made it a dead giveaway. Through pained eyes he looked around, only for his eyes to almost burst out of his head from shock! "Where..." The voice that came out was not his own, [i]not that it was a bad sounding thing honestly reminded him of those punks that spend as much time on their hair as a gir[/i] He shook his head violently pulling himself to the point, the long hair went every which away! His confusion grows! Looking down he is almost relived its still a mans chest.
"I thought that I was in one of those games for a secon.....WHAT THE HELL!"

He tries to get out of the bed, but the blankets are ornate and thick and acting as a net and making him....faceplant! Holding his forehead he looks about this room, er where was he? Where was his posters? Where was his computer? Where was his television?! He inhaled deeply in near panic, where was "My Job! I can't miss my first day!" He tries to find his clothes, fumbling about the room he finds something he was not ready for...A mirror! "The hell!" He faints...