A curvy young woman endures mockery from the popular crowd, convinced she will never be seen as desirable. When the school's basketball star publicly chooses her, she must decide whether to trust his attention or let the cruelty of her classmates keep her guarded.
Hey, Hazel. Look what I found. Jace flips the paper over. Some words are written on the back. The old paper lay open between us, the words still visible. We read it over and Breath exchanged. Souls returned.
Breath exchanged? What the hell does that mean? Say something! Do a breath swap, and we can swap back. A breath swap?
It means... kissing. The air froze instantly. No way, huh? I don't want to do this either.
The moment froze. Fine. Just fucking great. We have to kiss to switch back? What the hell ridiculous solution is this?
Why do I have such terrible luck? You're not the only one who's suffering. But we'll never get back to normal if we don't try. Let me think.
I'm inhabiting your body right now and you're inside mine? So if I kiss you, that means I'm kissing myself? It does make logical sense. Sort of. Okay. Close your eyes.