The Top Job

 

“Just admit it, Chelsea. I’m better at being you than you are. In just a week I’ve doubled the sales and cut costs across the board. Maybe I should remain in charge,” said Amber as she sat down in the chair and crossed her legs.

“No, no, no. We agreed to swap bodies for a week to give me a break from being in charge all the time. I’ve had my rest, and now I would like my body back. Daddy left me in charge of the business, not you!” said Chelsea defiantly as she walked to the secret room behind the bookcase where the sisters had found the body-swapping machine.

“No. I’m not swapping back!” said Amber as she stood up and walked toward her former body. She folded her arms and looked herself in the eye.

“So let me get this straight — you’re stealing my job and my body?” said Chelsea. She switched on the machine and began getting ready, typing in the commands. She was certain her own sister wouldn’tj actually steal her body  she was just playing.

But then the power went off.

Amber stood there holding the power cable in the doorway looking menacing as she pushed the panic button. What happened next wasn’t pretty. Chelsea was dragged from her office by security. Her own sister had stolen her life and her job, banishing her from the building. She had never realized how much Amber hated being overlooked for the top job — or what she would do to get it.