Nowhere to Run!

by Colin Sigfried

 

I was on the run from the school bullies, being quite slight in build and small for my age I was an easy target. Gary and his Gang were after me as I had forgotten to give them my lunch money, they wanted payment and I didn't have any money! You cannot reason with these guys either, they take great delight in punishing you for non-payment. So I ran across the playing fields to the drama building, they were trying to follow me. At least I had something going for me – speed. I opened the door of the drama building, shut the door then ran across to another room, it was called the 'Costume Room 2 – Girls Only'. I shut the door, panting vigorously, "Was I safe?" I thought.

Suddenly a voice said "Ben, what are you doing here?" It was my sister Rachel. I explained to her about the bullies and how I had come here to hide for a while.

"You know that boys aren't allowed in here today, don't you! It's the Sixth Form's Fashion Show and everyone is getting ready. If you get caught in here you would've been better off with the bullies!" she explained.

"Well, I'll just lay low for a while until Gary has gone."

"You were lucky to get here unnoticed; you'll have trouble getting out though."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Well, Mrs McDermott is outside can't you hear her talking? She'll be here in a minute" Rachel stated.

Mrs McDermott was a formidable teacher and did not suffer fools gladly. Although she was fair she was very strict and generous with her punishments.

"What shall I do?" I said with an air of panic.

"You'll have to leave, you can't get found here!"

I looked around the room, which was covered in costumes, fancy dress, girl's clothes.

"Listen, there's only one way out and that's to pretend to be a schoolgirl" she said.

"Oh, you're joking, I can't do that!" I exclaimed.

"Well, take your chances with Mrs McDermott then! Look, there's a girl's school uniform here, about your size and a short bobbed brown wig. I think you could get away with it. It's only to get out of the building then you can go to the toilets and get changed. I'll come out with you and later I'll have a word with Gary, I think he likes me so you should be off the hook when he knows you're my brother. Come on, let's do it quickly."

She rushed me into the changing cubicle and passed me a bra, lacy knickers, black tights, white blouse, maroon jumper, maroon short pleated skirt, a pair of strappy shoes and a wig. "Here, put these on" she demanded.

"Surely I don't have to wear the underwear do I?" I protested.

"Ben, you meant to look like a 14 year old schoolgirl, you'll need breasts. And you can't wear boxers under that skirt!" she explained.

So reluctantly, I stripped off and put my clothes into my bag and squeezed into the schoolgirl clothes. The bra was very tricky but once I had it clasped on, I stuffed my socks down it. I quite enjoyed the feel of wearing the knickers and thought this was ever so slightly perverted but I needed to get out of this predicament and this is what it would take. Putting on the blouse and jumper were not a problem but the tights I found awkward, but eventually managed to slide them up my legs. I pulled the skirt up my legs and then fastened the button and zipped it up. I couldn't believe I was wearing a school skirt but it did feel quite nice. I hope no-one recognizes me I thought. I put on the shoes and then adjusted the wig. As I was doing this, the door opened, it was Mrs McDermott! "Oh no" I thought, "I hope my disguise is convincing, I could just stay here until she goes then slip out."

"Oh hello Rachel. We have a problem! Fiona has had to go home sick so Jackie doesn't have a model, we need someone urgently to take her place." Mrs McDermott said.

Then, like a fool I sneezed. "Who's in there?" demanded Mrs McDermott.

I slowly walked out of the cubicle fully dressed as a 14 year-old schoolgirl and I could see a big beaming smile across Rachel's face, trying to stifle laughter.

"Oh, you're perfect dear" she said looking at me. "We need a model to replace Fiona and you'll do fine, you're about the same size as her" she added.

"W..W..What?" I stammered.

"For the Fashion Show, dear, I assume that's why you're here. Why else would you be here?" she bellowed.

"I'll get Jackie, she'll be over the moon" she added and then left the room.

"What's all that about?" I asked Rachel.

"You look great Ben, I can't believe it! You look like Keira Knightley. There's a problem, though, you'll have to leave immediately. Mrs McDermott wants you to model Jackie's fashion designs, unless you leave now, you'll have to do it!" She explained.

With that, I made a hasty retreat to the door, only to be greeted by Mrs McDermott and another girl.

"Oh perfect!" said the girl looking at me.

"Hi, I'm Jackie and I'm so grateful to you for volunteering to model my collection. I haven't seen you before, what's your name?" she asked.

"Erm, Keira" I replied.

"Great Keira. My designs are from my White Wedding Collection, therefore you'll be modelling a wedding dress and the mother of the bride outfit. Rachel will help you into the outfits and do your hair and make-up. We don't have much time so I'll leave you with Rachel. Thanks so much for stepping in like this." She said and with that she and Mrs McDermott left the room.

"Oh my god" I thought. "I have to parade around a catwalk in a wedding dress and have my hair and make-up done!" I started to shake, how could I get out of this I thought!

I turned and looked at Rachel who looked shocked!

"What can I do Rachel?" I said urgently.

"There's nothing for it, you'll have to do it!" replied Rachel.

To be continued….

  

  

  

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