Okay this is my first story ever so it might be bad. Please forgive me for my mistakes. I'm still a writer in progress.

I don't own anything but the story.

Chapter 1

A Girl Trapped in a Boy's Body

Buttercup's P.O.V.

"Darn it!" I scream as I realized I had forgotten my locker combination… for the 6th time this week and its only Tuesday.

"Dude, there is no way Mrs. Hunts is gonna give you a new one." Mitch Mitchelson says from behind me. Mitch is my only friend at school but he only hangs out me when no one is around, so he's a kind of friend. He's better than nothing though.

The name's Buttercup. I have jet black that's down to my shoulders but you can never tell since I don't bother to comb it out in the morning. I piercing lime green eyes and a glare that sends anybody to their grave. My grades aren't great but they're not horrible. I have a slim body thanks to my athletic personality. My favorite color is green so ill always be wearing it. I'm very stubborn, short-tempered, and I'm often caught in fights. I work as a DJ at a club in the mall called Dance Planet. I may not look it but I'm an extremely well dancer but that's a secret. Now back to my locker problem.

"No shiz, Sherlock!" I reply to him with an annoyed look on my face.

"Then whaddya gonna do?" Mitch asks.

"Use violence, of course" I say. Soon after that I'm pounding my fists into my locker hoping it will open. After I made several dents I start to hear snickering. Only four people I know in this whole entire school laugh like high-pitched and annoying hyenas. It was Princess, Berserk, Brat, and Brute. By the time I have turned around Mitch had already scattered away like the little wuss he is.

"Well if isn't Buttercup," Brute began, "you know pounding into lockers like that makes you look like a guy." I grit my teeth knowing where this was going. "Oh wait, I forgot you are one." Then they all started laughing as if it was the funniest thing they had ever heard. I sent them a hard glare at them, directly at Brute because it was her fault everyone thinks I'm a guy. Now normally I would have pounced on them and ripped their hair from their heads but unfortunately I'm gonna get expelled if I get into another fight so I'm stuck trying to murder them with my eyes.

If you're wondering why everyone thinks I'm a guy I'll explain. I grew up in an orphanage because of my dad and his crappy parenting skills but that's another story. Anyway when I got to the orphanage there was tons of girls there so there was a shortage on girl clothes. Because of that, I was forced to wear boy clothes. I honestly didn't care but I didn't know how judgmental kids were. When I started school the first person I talked to happened to be Brute and her being her snobby stuck-up self made fun of me for wearing guy clothes. She began spreading a rumor that I was a guy and kids being so gullible they believed her. At first I didn't mind the name calling and crap but when I got to high school people began to take it to the next level. I can't use the girl's bathroom and I have to wear boys p.e. uniforms. Can you believe that?! Even the teachers think I'm a boy. And when I try and tell them I'm a girl they don't believe me and even begin to laugh at me for thinking such things. Nowadays I'm used to it so it doesn't really bother me anymore. So that's why I'm called a boy. Now back to reality.

After giving Brute and her gang a hard cold glare I walked away heading for the girls locker rooms to change for p.e. I was kinda late so people already began changing. When I open the door to the girls' locker room a girl screamed noticing me first causing the others to scream. The gym teacher (who was a girl) came over to see what the racket was about.

"What's going on?" She asked/yelled.

"Buttercup was being a peeping tom!" one of the girls shouted. Everyone else nodded.

"Buttercup is this true?" she sternly. Of course this one hates peeping toms.

"No I just came here to change!" I said defending myself

"Lies, you pervert!" A girl shouted.

"Yeah, boys don't change here." Another one shouted. Not this again.

"BUTTERCUP! To the principal's office, NOW!" The teacher yelled in my face. Ugh great I'm gonna get expelled and for a crappy reason too.

So whatcha guys think? Please let me know. Hoped you like this chapter! Next Chapter: As Gullible As a Fish