2. Misunderstanding (2)

Kyle woke up groaning with a headache, his body also felt strange, it wasn't hurting but it gave him a numb sensation.

Trying to remember what happened, a panic set in, Kyle remembered having fallen, he seemed to have hit his head, taking his hand to where the injury should be and finding nothing, feeling confused, he realized that he wasn't on the ground either, and yes, on a very soft bed.

Noticing the inconsistencies Kyle paid more attention to his surroundings, he realized that he was no longer in his apartment, the room he was in was different, blue walls, mountains of clothes thrown in a corner, a table with a computer and some LED lights. blinking, the bed he was in was a double bed, which definitely didn't fit in his apartment.

A bit panicked, Kyle jumped out of bed and ran his hand over his head, at that moment something caught his attention, his nails were painted black!

"What the fuck?!"

Looking closely at his hands, he noticed they were a little different than he remembered.

Looking around Kyle noticed an open door, a light came out of it, and from what he could see inside it seemed to be a bathroom, trying to remain calm, breathing slowly and deeply Kyle entered the room.

"Holy crap!"

Looking at the sink mirror, Kyle saw a very handsome boy, tall, he must have been on average 1.90m, with a well-proportioned body, he wasn't skinny, but he wasn't muscular either, but what caught the most attention was his face, a symmetrical face that seemed a little unreal, bright blonde hair and deep green eyes, but for Kyle what shocked him the most was the eyes, which blinked when he blinked and the body that moved when he moved.

"My God... I was drugged... I was drugged in that bar..."

Not believing what he saw, Kyle sat on the bathroom floor and tried to process it, at that moment a piercing pain in his head bringing back memories he didn't recognize, almost made him pass out.

Minutes passed, Kyle, breathing faster, stood up, no longer so confused but still not believing what was happening, looking again in the mirror, precisely at his new self, Kyle Evans.

From the memories he received, Kyle Evans, 18 years old, eldest son of Olga Evans and Robert Evans, his mother Olga was Russian who immigrated to the United States, she worked as a waitress when she met her father Robert, who owned a restaurant, and also had a sister Tatiana Evans, 16 years old, currently in high school.

Kyle Evans, unlike his family who lived in Texas, decided to move to NY, his dream was to be a Rock singer, but his talent for music would best be described as mediocre.

-Brrrrrr.. Brrrrrr

A long vibration caught Kyle's attention, leaving the bathroom, he found a cell phone on the computer table, the caller's name was Ken Davis, this body's best friend, while he was thinking whether to answer or not the device stopped vibrating, less than 1 second then it started again.

"Hey.." Kyle said uncertainly

Ken laughed on the phone

"What the fuck is that voice? Do you look like you're about to drop dead? Hahahah Bro, I don't even know how you managed to get home alive yesterday. You're that hot girl who almost drank the entire bar! Hahahaha"

"Ah.. we went out drinking last night..."

"You fool. You disappeared with a girl while we were drinking last night. We were seriously considering reporting her missing. "

"Seriously? But why are you calling me?"

" Oh shit. So you probably don't remember our conversation yesterday... but you promised to accompany me to an audition."

Kyle tried to force the mind from his new body, but not a single memory about last night appeared, much less about accompanying Ken.

"Um... dude, aren't you already working? Are you trying to change jobs? As I remember, you were in a multinational company!"

According to the memories of the original Kyle, Ken was a friend with a stable life, a software engineer, he made a good living, which in a way was funny, since in the memories Kyle Evans was anything but stable, in addition to changing his dream from time to time. every few months, he hated routines and was anything but responsible.

"No man, you forgot that I bet with Lucas and Victor, since I lost, I have to fulfill it."

"I don't really remember that. In fact, I was even more confused."

"The reality show, Super Actor, is like the Voice, if I lost I would have to go there... make a national mockery".

Kyle vaguely remembered, as Ken said, Super Actor was a reality show, audition style, the goal was to discover some hidden star, the show was heavily promoted over a month ago.

"But then you're just going to show up and audition there… like?"

"No you idiot.... ugh so frustrating, I already sent the video, no joke I thought I wouldn't be selected, now I'm screwed! And because I was so nervous, I asked you to come with me."

"Well, what would I do there? And you don't have work?"

"You can leave it to me, I've already decided, as for you, you just need to stay by my side, giving me moral support, they said you could bring your family or friends, you just need to wait outside while I'm being interviewed"

"Hmm..."

Kyle pondered, well in his previous "world" he never did anything memorable, nor did he have close friends like Ken, it wouldn't hurt to even go out and check out this new "world" outside of the room.

"You can see Anne Hathaway" said Ken desperately, thinking that Kyle would refuse.

Anne Hathaway, Kyle knew this actress, even though he didn't have time or much interest in films he knew her, but in this world, she was a little different, besides being an actress she was famous for presenting reality shows, and because she is always on TV, many guys dream about her.

"So friend... what time tomorrow?

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The following morning, Wednesday, February 12, 2010.

The time was around 10 am, the location was the BDC Art Center, Ken and Kyle, both dressed in cold jackets, entered the 5-story building, Ken looked impressive, he was a few cm shorter than Kyle, with 1 .82m, but he looked like a more mature man.

"Wow, there are so many people"

Kyle was surprised, for some reason the Art Center lobby was already full, at least 200 people, but this was just the tip of the iceberg.

"I think about 30% arrived? I heard that Super Actor's first audition was divided into three times."

"So you're telling me 600 people are coming today?"

"Of course... you should watch more TV"

Anyway, after completing the information procedure with the guiding team, the boys walked through a corridor full of participants, following the posters and the team's hand management, they entered "Waiting Room 1".

Inside, plastic chairs were densely arranged in a large space and more than half of them were already occupied. It was then that Kyle pointed to a pair of empty chairs. As soon as they sat down, Ken began to breathe deeply, touching the number pinned to his chest.

"ah ah ah.... Damn... I'm so nervous"

Regardless of whether that was the case or not, Kyle, who didn't know what to say, opened his jacket, crossed his legs and pulled out some memories regarding Ken.

"Hey, you did theater as a hobby for 3 years, right?"

"Right"

"Then why are you so nervous? Have you never even given a presentation?"

"Shut up, it's not the same thing... this is national"

" What's the difference? Isn't it all acting? I don't know anything about it but you should relax and treat it like something from your drama club, maybe you can become a famous actor."

Ken let his imagination run wild and smiled.

"Damn… I just thought about that… it gave me goosebumps"

While laughing, Ken suddenly looked at the dozens of participants, felt a tightness in his stomach, and stood up.

"ah- Hey, I need to take a shit, I think I gave myself diarrhea"

" You are crazy! When will your interview start? "

"I don't know... I heard that when people call, we come in"

"it's there, but it goes quickly, better than shitting in the audition."

However, imagining such an unbelievable scene Ken jumped up and ran to an employee who was at the entrance to the waiting room, after a brief conversation he ran out into the hallway.

Looking at his "new" friend, Kyle shakes his head.

"Unbelievable "

Sinking further into the plastic chair, after 10 minutes Kyle started to get grumpy, checking the time on his cell phone, for some reason Ken was taking a while.

"Why doesn't that crazy guy come back?"

It was at that moment

"Ken Davis, Martin Lopez, Caleb Bush"

At the front of the waiting room, an employee called out to the participants.

"Ken Davis, Martin Lopez, Caleb Bush"

Was that the call for appearance? Ken's name was called first, thanks to which Kyle was nervous when the called participants started to get up and move forward.

"Excuse me" Kyle approached the employee

"Sorry, my friend, Ken Davis... is in the bathroom... "

" oh, is he in the bathroom?! Hmm, just a moment" he said as walked away a little and asked something to another employee

"you're his friend, right?"

"Yes"

The employee spoke a little more with his colleague, laughing at something the other replied, a mischievous smile characteristic of variety show teams accompanying him back.

"So could you come in and take your friend's place?"

"I don't understand.." Kyle asked, a bit shocked.

"Yes. Your friend is first and if he continues like this he will probably be disqualified, as you said he would be back soon, you go in and sit down, when Ken Davis arrives, you leave."

Ah, so he means that it's better for someone to mark the empty spot? Well, Kyle, sighing lightly and thinking about his friend, decided to agree.

"Where should I go?"

A short time later, reaching the end of the hallway, there were two participants sitting on a makeshift chair near another door and Kyle was guided into the room.

"Wow"

Kyle was impressed with the interior of the room, it was well decorated, unlike the waiting room, a straight table at the front had the Super Actor program logo, there were two large cameras to the left of the table and small cameras were installed on the ceiling and in other locations.

There were about 10 employees, including a woman looking to be in her 30s, with short hair, approaching Kyle with a mischievous smile on her face.

"Are you Ken Davis' friend?"

"Yes, I'm just marking the place"

The woman smiled and handed Kyle a stack of paper, pointing to a chair placed in front of the straight table.

"This is your script, the task is to do an improvised performance, so your friend will have a short time to read the script and understand the scenario, then he will have to put up with it for the jury, you can read it while you wait for your friend."

"Oh yes"

"The interest will arrive here soon" she said pointing to the large central table.

Remembering the previous conversation he had on the phone, Kyle asked.

"Excuse me, is Anne Hathaway among the judges"

"Yes, she will be, but you can't ask for photos or autographs." The woman said with an even bigger smile.

Kyle was happy, having never seen a famous person up close, he felt a wave of expectation, but managed to hide it, with a polite smile he sat in the chair, taking out his cell phone and trying to call his friend.

While calling, he looked at the script on his lap, it was an automatic action.

"Why isn't this guy answering?"

Frustrated, Kyle leafed through the script a little more, but then hesitated.

" ... What is that?"

Kyle looking at the script, saw a square the size of an A4 sheet, appeared next to the script. It was obviously strange. As if enchanted, Kyle slowly moved his index finger, when he poked the strange thing, when he pressed the center of the frame it began to rotate.

The problem happened next

"Ahhhh!"

He was sucked into the rotating screen.