Well let's see were we left off. First I make a bet that was probably the worst thing I've ever done then in the middle of the bet I end up throwing my unreplasible collection of manga. I fell like throwing up what is wrong with me. So let's continue it's the next day and now I have to figure out how to pull of looking like a boy. The one thing I got mailed down is my flat chest so their should be no problem their. Now to make up some sort of stupid and common boy name that won't get me so much attention. Let's see Bob, timmy, Jimmy, and finally Tony like a car that name just recked me. So now on to the next step on how to fool that stupid school on thinking I'm a boy.
So this is were having a friend who's a boy comes in handy. I asked my actual friend who name actually is Tony if I can pretend to be him so I can do this. He agreed under one condition he gets to read all my manga I said yes. The next thing I need is to look the par like I said no boobs means flat chest so I got that so check now I have to cut my hair to look like a boy so I did that already so I think I'm done with my transformation. And from this day forward till I may or may not get caught my name will be Tony.
So the day comes of registration and ever thing goes fine. How can people be so stupid. Finally the day came and I finally get to see what it's like in an all boys school. Why I'm I so scared? Well what ever I just ignored this bad feeling and went on my way to school. My first class was a breeze I know I wouldn't have much trouble because it's was something I'm good enough at band. Plus their shouldn't be any cute or hot guys. In my last school the band was full of need. Not very attractive if you ask me but what ever.
I'm a clarinet the second I stepped into this class thinking it was going to be easy but it ended up being the hardest class I can possibly end up having. Because the class is all full of guys that are actually really hot. Well you know what they said when life gives you lemons just squirt it in your eyes so you can't see anymore. I wish this was my imangionation but I punched myself so much that I turned even redder then I was before. I was setted next to the flutes but one cought my eyes immidetly. It was like my eyes went to heaven. As I was looking at heaven we made eye contact. I remember what he told me as if it were yesterday "what are you looking at" I immidetly turn so fast that I got wipe lash. Thinking to my self I say what the heck did I get my self into.
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