A/N: I think this chapter will be edited later on...
"Damn, I really wish I were a guy." You muttered to your best friend, as you walked past the boys practicing for football, in the park.
She laughed. "I'm sure we all do, sometimes, [Name]. I'm sure we all do..."
"No, I mean, seriously. Like, dude! Wouldn't it be just the best?" you replied.
Your friend looked up at the sky. "Oh, well, look! A shooting star!"
You laughed. "All right, shooting star! I wish to wake up tomorrow morning as a guy!" Your friend laughed along with you.
"You never know, [Name]."
"Yeah, yeah...don't be hitting on me tomorrow, yeah?"
"Pfft. You? You'd be the ugliest guy, ever!"
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You rubbed your eyes, as you slapped your hand around, trying to turn off the alarm. Stumbling over to the bathroom, you let the water flow, running your fingers under the frigid water. Splashing your face with some water, you noticed the weird sensation on your fingers, of your cheeks feeling a bit rough.
As you looked up, you froze. The shorter hair...the chiselled jaws...the roughness on the cheeks.
An uncharacteristically deep scream rung through the house.
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Quickly, you fumbled for your phone, as you dialled your best friend's number.
"Oh, hey [Name]! What's up?" she answered.
"Not [Name], you idiot!" you retorted.
excuse me. What are you doing with my friend's number?" She asked, curious.
"Oi, shut up, Melanie. It's me! [Name]!"
"Dude, what's with your voi-"
"I'm a guy." You stated bluntly.
"A guy. Male. With a-"
"Yeah, yeah, I GET it!" She exclaimed, in an attempt to shut you up. "So, you mean that shooting star-"
"Bro, I don't know. But...I don't have any clothes, damn it!"
"I can...erm, get you some of my brother's stuff?"
"Sheesh, you're a demanding guy! Are you hot?"
"You've...gotten used to the idea pretty quickly." You muttered.
She laughed from the other side. "Well, might as well see the benefits, right?"
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Melanie's jaw dropped, as you opened the door, and stepped aside, allowing her in.
"Damn, [Name]...you're fit!"
"Sh-shut up!" you retorted, blushing ever so slightly.
"Here" she smiled, pushing a bag into your hands. "I raided Jamie's wardrobe; luckily, I think the sizing's kinda similar." She followed you into your bedroom.
"Hey, hey!" You exclaimed, turning around, and pushing her out of the room. "Lemme change!"
"Damn, I wouldn't have minded-"
"STOP HITTING ON ME!"
You could hear Melanie laughing. "But you're soooo hottttt"
This...would take a bit of time to get adjusted to.
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You really wondered about the efficiency of your school, as they allowed you to register fairly early. You'd managed to forge your last transcript, essentially, scanning it, erasing your name and replacing it with your new name, Alexander [Last Name]. It seemed to add to your credentials, when you said that you were [Name]'s cousin, and that because of a sick aunt, she had to go there to take care of her, and you had been sent here, so they just made you attend all the classes that your 'cousin' had been attending.
Or maybe you were just really good at bluffing.
Maybe it was a guy thing.
You saw a couple of people giving you...interesting looks, as you entered the building. A couple of your classmates, Laura and Caroline, seemed to be...checking you out.
"Hey, [Name]" Melanie whispered to you. "All these girls are giving me kinda strange looks..."
"Stop calling me that! Call me Alex" you hissed in reply. "Do they think..." You left the sentence unfinished, as Melanie nodded.
You mentally cursed yourself.
"Okay, then, [Na]-, Alex." Melanie paused. "You know I've gotta go for-"
"Yeah, yeah, I know." You interrupted her hastily. "I'll get myself to class." And without waiting for a reply, you went off in the direction of your first class.
As you turned the corner, you collided with someone.
"Watch where you're going, man." You muttered, dusting yourself off, as you got up, but almost immediately wanted to take back your words as you saw who it was.
Roderich Edelstein. Class president.
"Are you...a new student?" He seemed to be peering at you, from behind his glasses.
"Y-Yeah...why?" You decided to feign confidence.
Roderich cleared his throat. "I'll have you know that my name is Roderich Edelstein, the-"
He looked at you, dumb-founded. "...so?"
You shrugged. "I don't need to know your name." You shrugged, as you walked past, shoving Roderich to the side, and whistling your was down the hallway.
It seemed more fun to be a guy...there's just that much more that they can get away with...
Little did you notice a pale-haired lad notice the whole scene.