He has to switch back to his own clothes. 15 Year Old Sleeps Through Driving to High School, Wakes Up to Find Sister in School Uniform

Ethan's eyelids drooped heavily as he leaned against the cool window of his mother's car. His younger sister, Lily, chattered away happily in the backseat, a high-pitched hum of excitement that Ethan could barely register. It was another early Monday morning, and the routine journey to school was as monotonous as ever. He glanced at the rearview mirror, meeting his mother's eyes briefly before letting himself drift off. The hum of the car and the swaying motion lulled him to sleep instantly. ** "Ethan, we're here," his mother called softly, shaking his shoulder gently. Ethan stirred gradually, scrubbing sleep from his eyes. Groggily, he looked outside the window and realized that the car was parked in front of a familiar building—but it wasn't his high school. He saw Lily hop out of the car, and his heart skipped a beat. Lily was wearing his oversized high school uniform, which dwarfed her petite frame comically. His mouth dropped open in shock. He glanced down at himself to find, much to his horror, that he was wearing Lily's tiny elementary school uniform, which barely fit over his lanky body. The pink, sailor-style outfit clung uncomfortably, and his knees stuck out awkwardly beneath the too-short skirt. "Mom!" Ethan gasped, panic rising in his voice. "Why am I dressed like Lily?" His mother gave him a puzzled look. "Come on, sweetheart. You’re going to be late," she said calmly, as if everything were perfectly normal. Ethan gaped in disbelief as his mother stepped on the gas, leaving Lily to scamper into the elementary school, wearing his uniform with a mischievous grin. He felt a rush of embarrassment, wanting to slump down and hide. "Mom, you've got to be kidding me! I'm not Lily, I'm Ethan!" His mother just smiled indulgently as if he were telling a harmless joke. "Enough, Lily. Let's get you to class." Ethan’s protests were ignored and soon the car pulled up in front of a brightly-colored school building meant for younger children. A wave of humiliation washed over him. He saw other kids, considerably younger than himself, playing in the schoolyard as he sat resisting the urge to hide. "You go on ahead, dear," his mother said, ushering him out of the car. As Ethan stood there in his sister's ill-fitting clothes, he spotted Lily walking coolly away from the high school, books held confidently under her arm. She waved at him, a devilish gleam in her eyes. "Have fun!" she trilled, her voice carrying despite the distance. Frustrated and bewildered, Ethan wanted nothing more than to march right back home and change out of the embarrassing outfit. But his worst fears were realized when he felt his mother’s gentle nudge guide him into the sea of younger students. ** He endured what felt like the longest day of his life, and later that afternoon, Ethan made his way back home with his dress feeling tightly constraining, bearing the weight of endless teasing and side glances. Opening the front door with a sigh, he found Lily lounging on the sofa, feet up, fully enjoying her spoils. "Lily, we need to switch back our clothes. Now," Ethan demanded, crossing his arms. Lily shrugged, a coy smile playing on her lips. "Why should I? I like being the older one. People respect me more," she said with a hint of defiance. Their mother walked in, a soft smile on her face. “Oh, my big girl is home!” she sang, walking up to ruffle Ethan’s hair playfully. Before Ethan could retort, his mother turned to Lily, her tone turning playful and affectionate. “And my grown-up boy had a good day I hope?” Ethan looked to Lily, who smirked victoriously. He knew he couldn’t continue this charade. But he also begrudgingly realized that Lily wasn’t going to give up her newfound role without a fight. The days to come promised to be interesting, if not problematic. Ethan would have to figure out a way to set this peculiar situation right. Until then, he was going to have to endure being the “little sister” while his real sister reveled in the perks of being the “big brother” even if just for tiny bit longer.

Once upon a time, in the bustling small town of Twin Oaks, a remarkably ordinary young lad named Sam had a most extraordinary morning. At fifteen, Sam was your typical high schooler - all lanky limbs, abundance of energy, and a curious fascination with everything. Like most teenagers, he found mornings dreadful and often fell asleep as his mother drove him to high school. One such morning, as his mother chauffeured him towards Twin Oaks High, Sam slid into the peaceful sanctuary that was the backseat of their family car and quickly fell asleep. He was dimly aware of stopping at his little sister's primary school to drop off eight-year-old Lucy. Nothing seemed unusual, until the car jolted to a stop and Sam was jolted awake. Looking over, he saw Lucy hopping out of the car wearing his school uniform, her tiny frame swallowed up by his oversized blazer and tie. Bewildered, he looked down only to be met with the shocking sight of Lucy's pink school uniform adorning his much larger body. The tiny blouse buttons were straining against his chest and the skirt barely reached his knees. Rubbing his eyes in disbelief, he stared at his mother, who, to his bewilderment, admonished him for “wearing his little sister’s clothes again.” Panic washed over him as her obliviousness to the situation hit home. He was being treated as Lucy, while Lucy enjoyed the golden glow of being "the elder son". After a long, embarrassing day at Lucy’s school amidst giggling and puzzled looks from Lucy's classmates along with oddly endearing treatment as an 8 year old girl, Sam finally got home. His intentions to switch back the clothes were, however, met with unexpected resistance. There was a mischievous glint in Lucy’s eyes as she announced, “I've always wanted to know what it's like to be the big brother! I am not switching back now!" Overwhelmed by the absurdity of the day, Sam tried negotiating with his cheeky sister but to no avail. He was stuck in pink for the day. At least until their mother noticed the switch, he knew he had to grin and bear with it. This was a comic adventure in Sam's typical teenage life – a day that would go down in family history. Having learned his lesson, Sam made it a point to stay awake during his rides to school from then on. As for the mischievous Lucy, she enjoyed her day as the "big brother," and although she didn't admit it, she was indeed looking forward to getting back into her comfortable school uniform after all.