Boy to Princess

by Jennifer Allison

Part 4 - Jennifer's First Day at School

 

I awoke the second morning as my feminine self, Jennifer.

With a little brushing I had my hair looking as it did when I walked out of the mall Saturday night. Wanting to show my mom I could dress myself without her help. I proceeded to do so.

My practicing showed. I put on bra like I had doing it all my life. I made sure I hadn't put runs in my pantyhose as I put them on. The outfit I had chosen to wear my first day at school was a simple skirt and sweater with a pair of no heel shoes. I had figured from the start that heels were something I would have to gradually work myself into.

With a touch of make-up, I went downstairs for breakfast.

My brother did something that I didn't expect.

He got up and helped push my chair in after I sat down.

 

My mom drove me to school.

As we drew near, the pangs of fear grew inside me. Going to mall as Jennifer Saturday was easy. I knew I wouldn't run in to many people I knew. But high school was a different matter.

"I can't do this, take me home," I directed mom.

"I could, but I won't," replied mom. "You are going to have face your friends and classmates sooner or later. So you might as well get it over with."

It felt very strange, walking the halls to Mr. Cervantes's office. We even passed a couple of senior girls talking. "I had news reporter ask me if I was the heir."

"What did you tell, you were?" said her friend.

I wanted to, but I thought better of it," said the first girl.

"I just wonder who it is?" the second girl mused. "Maybe it is one our classmates."

"Wouldn't that be a gas? Royality attending our school."

I didn't hear any more of the conversation.

 

Mr. Cervantes welcomed my mom and, before we sat down, he whispered in my ear,

"Welcome your highness."

For the last two years I had spent a lot of time in Mr. Cervantes's office. Most of those visits cause I was in trouble. You see Mr. Cervantes had been promoted from Vice Principal at the beginning of the school year.

"First off, I want to tell you why no one will find out the truth from me," Ed Cervantes told us. "My family has loyal servants to the royal family going back five centuries. When Queen Wilma found out that my goal in life was to teach others, she paid for my college education. So I feel it is my destiny to help you as the Queen help me."

"You are a credit to your family history, Mr Cervantes," I told him.

"I do have some good news," Ed then got into the details. "Dean will not be the first person to attend high school every other day. In the last three years we have had four others do the same. The only difference will be his feminine side will attend those days he misses."

"But there is one problem, Jennifer will need to take a class that she should have when she was younger," Ed told us.

"I have passed every class I was required to pass, what class did I miss?" I asked.

"Dean didn't miss it, Jennifer is required to pass it though," he answered me.

"What class is that?" an answer I dreaded came to mind..

"Jennifer is required to pass the Feminine Hygene class." he told me.

The answer I dreaded.

"We are lucky there. A Hygene class is being offered next term. Jennifer can take it then."

"With a bunch of Freshman," I said with a not nice tone in my voice.

Let me explain. In the city school district this class is required to graduate high school and is normally given in fifth of sixth grade. But in the outlaying areas it isn't. So the school district set a special class to be given once a year for the girls who missed it when they were younger.

"Can't you fudge and say I took it?" I asked almost begging.

Mom broke in. "Jennifer you need to take this class, and you will."

I just lost another battle with my mother.

I was then given a new locker for both books and gym.

Mr. Cervantes then said. "I know your friend Sam knows all about this situation. I think

someone else should be assigned to help you get adjusted." He then press a button on his desk. A minute later, the door open and my best friend of the opposite sex walked in. "I have asked Teri to help." He then introduced us. "Teri this is Dean's cousin Jennifer, who will be attending our school."

"Hi," she said.

I said, "hi," in return.

"Here is Jennifer's schedule. Could you show her where her classes are?" asked Mr. Cervantes. "She is also assigned to the same homeroom you are."

 

As we walked out of the school's office, Teri noted something about my schedule. "Hey, you are taking the same classes as Dean, even at the same time."

I lied to Teri. "It was arranged that way." I then asked Teri. "Have you heard about Dean attending class every other day?"

"Yes I have, it is sort of strange," replied Teri.

"You see I am on the same schedule. I attend the days Dean doesn't. This way neither one of us will miss the required classes."

"Why is that?" she asked.

"I can't tell you," I replied.

"I can keep a secret," Teri said.

"I still can't tell you," I told her.

For the next couple of minutes Teri introduced to me around to her and my friends. As you can imagine, it was very hard on me. I had known most of these people since the first grade. Today I had to act like I had never knewn them.

Homeroom was asit has always been? Since Dean wasn't there I even assigned to his seat.

I found the difference in the first class. Ms. Westbrock my chemistry teacher explained them to me. "Mr. Cervantes has explain your situation to me. I can work within them on the condition that you do the same work that I require from the other students."

This statement was repeated in all of my classes.

Then came gym, a teenage boy's dream come true. Girl's gym class. I pause at the door of locker room to gather my thoughts. My luck, Teri had gym the same time and she helped push me through the locker room door.

Since I hadn't brought any gym clothes, all I could do was stand there and watch as the others disrobed. I had looked at my share of Playboys in my time and had spent some time staring at my own naked body. But now watching twenty other girls naked caused a different set of feelings.

I sat with Teri and her friends at lunch. Lets say the girls have more in common than people think. Where boys will look at the a girl's butt, legs or boobs and compare them to other girls.

Girls do the same with the boys, but one difference: The one items they talk about the most is the piece of manhood.

"Look at Randy; he claimed his dick was eight inches," announced Melinda. "I can tell you it barely makes four if that."

 

Shannon asked, "How did you find that out?"

"How do you expect," replied Melinda.

"You have to be kidding?" asked Teri. "You mean?"

"I didn't do it, I just sort made a deal with him to show it to me," answered Melinda.

"How did you do that?" asked Shannon.

"I told him I would show him my breast if he showed his dick," replied Melinda.

"Did you?" I asked.

"Are you kidding," replied Melinda. "After I found out he lied about his length I refused to."

Before another word could be said, the five minute warning bell went off for the next class. ~

By the time the last bell, I knew I had to tell Teri the truth. I realized I had done at least a dozen things during the day that are considered unladylike. Sam could help me but not in this area.

 

When my parents arrived home from work, I explained my feelings to them.

"I just made too many mistakes today," I told them, "to pass as a girl."

"You will learn from them," my mom told me.

"A girl learns to act like a girl from birth, how am I suppose to do/learn/get it in a couple of days?" I then said. "I wouldn't be surprised if some girl is saying to herself tonight. 'That Jennifer is sure a strange girl. She act almost like a boy.'"

"So you suggest we tell Teri?" asked my dad.

"Yes I do, for one thing, she can help me pass as a teenage girl, where Sam or even you can't, mom," I replied.

"Let us discuss this between ourselves. Also you might want to tell the PM; I think he is limiting the knowledge who you are to certain number of people.

I then called the PM on his private line. After I explained what had happened and what I needed, he asked to talk to my folks. Five minutes later, my parents … told me their decision. "The PM will be here at eight and we will tell Teri then."

I then reached for the phone to call Teri, but my mom stopped me. "I have already called her."

 

At eight sharp, Teri arrived.

Mom escorted her into the living room, to be met by the PM.

Teri was a little shell shocked; all she could say was, "Your, your, your …"

"That's right, I am the PM," who then asked Teri. "Please sit down."

Finally finding her voice, Teri asked, "what is going on here?"

"Teri it has been decided to let you in on the biggest secret in the country at this moment." The PM told her. "We want your word of honor that what you hear tonight goes no further."

"It's identity of the heir isn't it," jumping to conclusions Teri asked, "It's Jennifer isn't it?"

"Before I say any more, I need your word," said the PM.

Teri replied, "you have my word."

"As for your question about Jennifer, the answer is yes and no," answered the PM.

"Yes and no!?" as the bewildered Teri. "Please explain?"

"Jennifer as well as Dean are heir to the throne," my mom broke in.

"Saturday, you said a heir was found. That means only one," said the confused Teri.

"There is only one heir," said the PM.

Pointing towards my mom. Teri asked her, "you said that both Dean and Jennifer are heirs to the throne."

"They are," Brenda answered.

"Stop it right now. This is getting out of hand and getting more confused by the moment. You said there is one heir?" Teri asked the PM. "Mrs. Rivers you say that Dean and Jennifer are the heirs. In my book that makes two."

As I walked into the room. "The confusion will all clear up Teri. When you realize that Dean and I are the same person."

"Is this some kind of Joke?" asked Teri. "Is this that American TV show Candid Camera?"

 

"Teri, please let me explain?" asked the PM. who continued before receiving an answer.

"Dr. Withers - do you know who Dr. Withers is?" Teri nodded her head yes. "The Parliament asked him to find out how the heir was selected in the past, when there was none by birth. He had to go back a thousand years to find the answer. It was recorded that Mother Nature would provide a Ruler within a month of the death of the present ruler. They will be known by their ability to changes sexes and a strange radiation will show the way to new heir. A radiation that isn't harmful to anyone." The PM paused for a breathe. "A week ago our computer found a strange radiation coming within the city. At 11:50 Friday night this radiation spike. We were able to place the heir in a two block area."

"At 12:05, 911 received a call from my dad, saying that something strange was happening to his son's friend," Sam said he walked into the room. "I stood and watched Dean's body transform into Jennifer's."

"I still don't believe it," announced Teri.

"What will it take to prove it?" I asked.

"I want see it happen, I don't want to watch I want to here at midnight to tell you I told you so." replied Teri.

"Did you bring your stuff to spend the night?" asked Brenda. "it's Ok with your mom to spend the night."

"What I also want is to put Jennifer in the special room," Teri told us.

I have known Teri since we were six. When we were about ten we found a room, or I should say cubby hole no one knew about. Sam, Teri and I had used at sort a clubhouse. Teri also knew there was only one way into it.

"I agree," I told her.

"I have to leave," announced the PM.

 

For the next two hours, Teri kept trying find out why we were pulling this sick joke on her.

Around 11:50, I went to my room and climb in my pajama bottoms. I did leave on my blouse.

When I return to the livingroom I asked. "Teri, you ready to escort me to the clubhouse?"

"You are really going throught this aren't you?" she asked.

"Yes I am. If it is the only way to prove it to you," I told her.

A minute after I laid on the floor of the clubhouse, the itching started. When it stopped I felt my chest and found hair instead of breast.

When Teri saw me, she fell to her knees and asked, "Your Highness. How can I help you?'

"What I need is a girl who can to help Jennifer pass as a girl," I told her.

"I did notice some things that seemed a little strange for a girl," Teri mused.

"That is exactly what we need. Someone to help me fine-tune my act as Jennifer."

 

End of part 4

  

  

  

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