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Thank god cheer practice was finally over, then I could finally go home and never think about doing a bunch of poses in a tight dress as the football players eyed me up again. At least that's what I was thinking before the cheer captain came walking over to me.
"Hi I realized I haven't introduced myself, My name is Ashley!" She told me in a very friendly way, extending out her hand for me to shake.
I shook her hand and with my softest quietest, most high pitched voice I responded, "Hi, my names...uh..." I dug through my mind for a believable girls name, anything, WHY WAS THIS SO HARD!? Then I remembered what we were learning about in history class, the Sahara Desert. "Sarah! its Sarah." I finally told her. She narrowed her eyes at me. She knew.
"Well Sarah we were just wondering if you wanted to come to the mall with us?" She didn't know.
"Thanks but I should probably go home, the walks pretty far." I peeped back to her. Bullet Dodged.
"Oh well I could drive you home, plus I'd love to meet your parents!" Bullet not dodged. Like hell I was gonna let Ashley escort me back to my parents dressed like I was ready for the pep rally.
"Actually I think I will go to the mall with you." Bullet taken to the chest.
"Well lets get going then!" Ashley squealed pulling me out of the locker room. As we left the coach locked the locker room, cementing the fact that I wouldn't be able to retrieve my clothes anytime soon. On the drive to the mall one of the other cheerleaders, apparently named Liz painted my nails a bright red. great just one more incriminating detail I'm going to have to remove before I can return to a normal life. Once we arrived I was pulled every which way. We went into one store where I tried on pair after pair of jeans, shorts, skirts, tops, and dresses. In another they had me try on shoe after shoe. in another we looked at countless necklaces and earrings. by the end of our shopping spree I had acquired 2 pair of jeans, 1 pair of shorts, 1 skirt, 4 shirts, a pair of tennis shoes and 4 inch heels, and 1 dress about as short and tight as the cheer uniform. Ironically I'm sure a girls would be dress coded if she showed up to school in that dress but the school encourages them to where those cheer uniforms whenever possible. They had me model all the clothes I had bought and settled on me leaving in ripped jeans, an Adidas shirt and matching shoes. Before we left the mall Ashley pulled me away from the rest of the group.
"So do you like it?" Ashley asked me.
"Like what?" I questioned.
"Being a girl, duh!" She replied playfully. She knew.
"I i Don't know what your talking about." I played dumb.
"Oh come on admit I'm right, I knew the moment I saw you that you were a boy."
"Does... anyone else know?" I asked, admitting she was right.
"There is no way anyone else knows, hell you could probably fool anybody at our school, anybody but me."
"Whys that?"
"Because I used to be a boy too. Until I discovered who I truly was. So I ask again, do you like it?"
"Well no I really don't, I hate all this girl stuff, being caked in makeup, the short revealing clothing, the constant adjustments everyone's always making to there hair and makeup, the constant chatter about who's hooked up with who, I hate it all." I let all the pent up emotion from the last few hours out at once. Ashley blinked twice in shock before responding.
"Oh well... I guess everyone's got there own opinions. Here's your clothes you were wearing today, I thought you might want them back, also here's some nail polish remover for your fingers." She handed me back my male clothes I had missed so much and the nail polish remover. I was about to scurry off to the bathrooms to change when Ashley called back to me again.
"One more thing though, Since you were in the girls locker room just to watch us strip I'm going to have to give you a punishment. One day every month you have to come to school dressed as Sarah, no exceptions, Understand? Once the school year ends you can stop." And I did. Every month on the 1st Monday Sarah would make her reappearance at school. At first I despised Ashley for making me humiliate myself every month. But after awhile I realized why she had me do it. It wasn't just to humiliate me, it was to teach me how it was like to be a girl. Like how annoying getting hit on constantly is or how creepy it really is to have a guy try and peep on you. But also how empowering showing off your beauty for the world to see is. That's why even after the school year ended you could still find Sarah lounging by the pool in a bikini next to her best friend Ashley. Okay but seriously though I'm not a girl I just like to dress up sometimes Okay!?!

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Thank god cheer practice was finally over, then I could finally go home and never think about doing a bunch of poses in a tight dress as the football players eyed me up again. At least that's what I was thinking before the cheer captain came walking over to me.
"Hi I realized I haven't introduced myself, My name is Ashley!" She told me in a very friendly way, extending out her hand for me to shake.
I shook her hand and with my softest quietest, most high pitched voice I responded, "Hi, my names...uh..." I dug through my mind for a believable girls name, anything, WHY WAS THIS SO HARD!? Then I remembered what we were learning about in history class, the Sahara Desert. "Sarah! its Sarah." I finally told her. She narrowed her eyes at me. She knew.
"Well Sarah we were just wondering if you wanted to come to the mall with us?" She didn't know.
"Thanks but I should probably go home, the walks pretty far." I peeped back to her. Bullet Dodged.
"Oh well I could drive you home, plus I'd love to meet your parents!" Bullet not dodged. Like hell I was gonna let Ashley escort me back to my parents dressed like I was ready for the pep rally.
"Actually I think I will go to the mall with you." Bullet taken to the chest.
"Well lets get going then!" Ashley squealed pulling me out of the locker room. As we left the coach locked the locker room, cementing the fact that I wouldn't be able to retrieve my clothes anytime soon. On the drive to the mall one of the other cheerleaders, apparently named Liz painted my nails a bright red. great just one more incriminating detail I'm going to have to remove before I can return to a normal life. Once we arrived I was pulled every which way. We went into one store where I tried on pair after pair of jeans, shorts, skirts, tops, and dresses. In another they had me try on shoe after shoe. in another we looked at countless necklaces and earrings. by the end of our shopping spree I had acquired 2 pair of jeans, 1 pair of shorts, 1 skirt, 4 shirts, a pair of tennis shoes and 4 inch heels, and 1 dress about as short and tight as the cheer uniform. Ironically I'm sure a girls would be dress coded if she showed up to school in that dress but the school encourages them to where those cheer uniforms whenever possible. They had me model all the clothes I had bought and settled on me leaving in ripped jeans, an Adidas shirt and matching shoes. Before we left the mall Ashley pulled me away from the rest of the group.
"So do you like it?" Ashley asked me.
"Like what?" I questioned.
"Being a girl, duh!" She replied playfully. She knew.
"I i Don't know what your talking about." I played dumb.
"Oh come on admit I'm right, I knew the moment I saw you that you were a boy."
"Does... anyone else know?" I asked, admitting she was right.
"There is no way anyone else knows, hell you could probably fool anybody at our school, anybody but me."
"Whys that?"
"Because I used to be a boy too. Until I discovered who I truly was. So I ask again, do you like it?"
"Well no I really don't, I hate all this girl stuff, being caked in makeup, the short revealing clothing, the constant adjustments everyone's always making to there hair and makeup, the constant chatter about who's hooked up with who, I hate it all." I let all the pent up emotion from the last few hours out at once. Ashley blinked twice in shock before responding.
"Oh well... I guess everyone's got there own opinions. Here's your clothes you were wearing today, I thought you might want them back, also here's some nail polish remover for your fingers." She handed me back my male clothes I had missed so much and the nail polish remover. I was about to scurry off to the bathrooms to change when Ashley called back to me again.
"One more thing though, Since you were in the girls locker room just to watch us strip I'm going to have to give you a punishment. One day every month you have to come to school dressed as Sarah, no exceptions, Understand? Once the school year ends you can stop." And I did. Every month on the 1st Monday Sarah would make her reappearance at school. At first I despised Ashley for making me humiliate myself every month. But after awhile I realized why she had me do it. It wasn't just to humiliate me, it was to teach me how it was like to be a girl. Like how annoying getting hit on constantly is or how creepy it really is to have a guy try and peep on you. But also how empowering showing off your beauty for the world to see is. That's why even after the school year ended you could still find Sarah lounging by the pool in a bikini next to her best friend Ashley. Okay but seriously though I'm not a girl I just like to dress up sometimes Okay!?!