Twisted Masquerade

Summary: Girls can pose as guys and get away with it. But a guy as a girl? I don't think so. Do you? Roxiri

Disclaimer: Yes, the characters are not mine. Sadly.

"Hurry up! C'mon!" I turned to see my best friend, waving at me from a few feet.

"Alright! Wait a minute!" I laughed as I got my clothes out.

Okay. So you'd probably think that I was in a normal public school with boys, girls, gays, lesbians, and every kind of person you can think of.

But no.

I'm in an all girl's school, decked out in an ugly blue checkered skirt with an ugly blouse and an ugly blue checkered tie to make the whole damn outfit uglier.

And you'd probably think, 'Yeah yeah. So she has an ugly school uniform; I have one too', but think again.

Because I'm a man. Guy. Boy. Dude. Player. Pimp.

And you might also think, 'how did the guy pull off being a girl?' and my answer would be "I have no clue how."

Me, with my thin legs, six pack, and spiky hair?

It's really scary how I'm able to do this, being a guy and all. And scarier enough, I've been asked out a few times by a couple of guys which is freaky, because not even guys can tell.

And if no one can tell, then it means either I'm good at being transsexual or I'm just plain sexy either way.

Posing as a girl is so much harder than it looks. I mean, if you're a girl posing as a guy, all you have to do is cut your hair, wear a huge t-shirt, wrap up your chest, and wear saggy pants or not shave.

For a guy, it's different.

You can't grow your hair if it's already short; besides, it'll take a year or so. Not only that, but I have spikes.

Yes, those adorable blond spikes girls fawn over.

And it's nearly impossible to keep them down. And now… we come to the chest!

And to tell you the truth, only seriously muscular dudes have boobs.

Man boobs.

But I'm not like a really muscular dude. I have a six pack and all, but as far as I'm concerned, my chest is flat.

Another difference.

The legs.

Hair or no hair.

Most girls shave. Guys don't. End of story.

And clothing too. Girls usually, USUALLY wear tight clothes and stuff.

Stuff that probably cuts off their oxygen supply so they breathe like they have asthma and makes them look like an anorexic toothpick. It's like a full body corset.

Okay, enough about differences.

You're probably still wondering why I'm even AT this all-girl's school. It all started out with an exaggerated girly game…

A/N: Wah, sorry this chapter is so short. But the next will be longer, I promise! Besides, I've been WRITING this all out to correct any grammar mistakes and try to make it flow better. TT I don't think it works, but oh well! To my notebook I go! Pwz review!