Bad Liar

I was always a really bad liar.  As such, maybe it wasn’t such a good idea for me to steal the body of a girl I had a crush on, yet I lacked the confidence to tell her about it.  I managed to convince her that the medallion only worked once every full moon.  But after I fell in love with this body and flung the medallion into a river, I couldn’t come up with a convincing lie and just kept grinning like a twit.