Lets get this straight, all of you girls out there I feel so sorry for you. Being a girl now has made me realise just how hard it really is. The fact that you have to look your best around people, the hormones, the people gawking at you, the fact that you have to act all nice and sweet and wear nice clothes and shoes and the makeup is just horrific. I feel so sorry for you.

After the tests were all done and they told my parents that they would be working as hard as a south park doctor could to help find a cure for whatever the hell was wrong with me I was taken out of the hospital and back home.

So far I had missed 3 days of school because my mum wanted to take me shopping for new cloths, makeup, shoes, girly things (including condoms and I started yelling at my mum but she said it was necessary now). While we were shopping the first day I started to feel sick to my stomach. My mum took me to the 'ladies' bathroom which I had to admit was cleaner and nicer smelling then the males and I found out that I had indeed got my period.

I had fainted for about 2 minutes so my mum rushed back to the pharmacy and got me pads and tampons, Man I hate this. My mum was actually proud of me and said that I was becoming a true women, while I just stood there paralysed and scarred for life.

I was currently home on my 4th day away from school. More than a few times my friends came over to see me but my mum refused and locked the door and put a bolt on my window in case of some 'unwanted visitors'.

My room was pretty much the same except my closet and draw were full of girl cloths, I had my own private stuff in the bathroom and all of the really boyish stuff I once had was given to Ike, not that I minded.

Ike was shocked when he found out about what happened to me. He kept his mouth shut at school and made sure not to bring any of his friends home. He treated me nicer than before but we still wrested and played around like a pair of brothers. He didn't find it that weird that I was a girl now, he said it suited me.

Sometimes Butters or Tweek would come over and give my mum the homework that I had for whatever classes and even write me notes for everything we did. I would get it done and my mum to give it to them the next day.

I was so bored at home. Sometimes I would sit in my room and do homework or read, sometimes my mum tried teaching me how to cook because like she said 'that's what girls do'. I was currently lying on my bed throwing a tennis ball at my roof over and over when my mum came in.

"Bubby dear" yea a new nickname for me, "I was thinking that you can't hide in your room forever. Teachers are worried and all of your coaches like your swimming and track teacher need you, your friends are really worried to. Do you think you could go to school or not, I don't want to pressure you into anything Bubby Dear?"

I really wanted to see my friends but how would they react to this? What would the teachers think? Would I be kicked out of the sporting teams? Would this being away for a long time affect my permanent record for university or college?

"I'll go mum, for you" I said and gave her a smile and she signed in relief. She said to get ready and she would take me, I would get to school at about 3rd period so I would have 3rd, 4th, lunch and 5th and 6th at school today but mum got me a new iPhone and said that if I didn't like it and people were being mean and nasty, I could call her and she would be there straight away.

I had a shower and let my hair air dye into the waves it was. I got out a plain yellow shirt sleeve shirt and a green checked skirt, I put on some knee high rainbow socks with my knee high converse boots and to top it all off I had a pair of black suspenders and black leather jacket. I had to admit, I looked good, and if I was going to be a girl I may as well 'be' a girl.

I don't both to put makeup on but brushed my teeth and hair and grabbed my bag, putting the homework I had into it and some cloths for sport that I knew I had today.

I met my mum downstairs and she gave me some money for lunch and we left out the door. The whole car ride I was sweating and my breathing became ragged, I felt quite fait but I needed to swallow my fear and get this over with. We stopped out the front of the school and my mum rubbed my arm tenderly. Thankfully no one was out the front so I could calm down and compose myself at my locker.

I made my way into the school and the hallways were quiet and still, no movement what so ever. I got to my locker and got my books for my next class that I was only attending 2nd period, which was math.

I was right out the front of my class and I was having trouble breathing and keeping my cool. Could I do this? What if people freak out? Or what if they start teasing me? So many questions ran though my head and I didn't realise my body moving on its own as my arm reached out to the door knob and swinging the door open.

Time seemed to slow down, almost stopping in the proses and I stood at the door with my head down and my eye's glued to the floor. The class seemed to go silent but no one seemed to realise it was me. Thank mozzes. I sore Mr Garrison (that's right, Garrison) looked at me confused and look at the attendance list.

"Um, young lady, I wasn't told that we would be having a new student in our grade any time soon. Are you new to this class or just lost? What's your name?" Mr Garrison was nicer to girls then guys so I guess that was a bonus.

"She's pretty hot" I thought I would die right there because of all people, Cartman had said that, I think I was going to be sick. I even heard some of the people in the class agree including some of the girls.

"My name is …" I murmured out and people looked at me confused because I was speaking so quietly. Mr Garrison seemed to be taken back by mum shy mumbling and got up from his seat and put a reassuring arm around me and this made me very much uncomfortable.

"There is no need to be shy, this class is full of very nice people-" Bull shit, "-there is no need to be shy around us" Mr Garrison was acting so nice to me, normal he just tolerated me but now he was smiling and encouraging me, it was so not right.

"It's me sir… Kyle Broflovski" That statement seemed to make everybody gasp and someone fell from there chair. Look up at Mr Garrison with the blankest stare I had ever mustered, giving him the clue that the arm around me was not making me happy or feel any better. He could tell it was me because I still had the same bright forest green eyes.

"Shit" I heard someone say and looked over at Craig Tucker. Craig was still the same asshole he ever was. His hair was raven black and was messily framing his face and covering his eyes and ear's and ice blue eye's that seemed to pierce any body's soul. He was on the ruby team so he was very strong, toned and defined and reached a height of 6'2.

"Is it really you?" Cartman exclaimed and it sounded like he was about to burst out laughing. My headshot in his direction and I glared right at him and he seemed to sink into his chair and look away from me.

"Shut up fat ass." When those words left my mouth it seemed to convince everyone that it was really me and I was still the same old Kyle just a girl now. I gave a huff and stormed over to my seat in the front with Butters on my left and Tweek to my right. I pulled the skirt I was wearing down a bit and sat in my seat, dumping my bag to the ground with a thud.

"Wow Kyle, you look really pretty" Butters said in a very cheerful was. I turned and glared but Butters was so sweet and innocent that I turned away and looked down, muttering a 'thanks' under my breath in the proses.

Mr Garrison got the attention of the class back and went back to teaching math even though he was really just going on about some drama show he was watching TV. I heard someone make a sound behind me but ignored it and kept working but then someone decided that throwing a paper ball at my head would be the smartest idea.

I turned around only to be met with the ocean blue eyes of my super best friend Stan. He gave me a smile and pointed at the ball of paper and mouthed 'read it'. I nodded and picked up the piece of paper, making sure the teacher wasn't watching and opened it up to see Stan very messy hand writing.

Kyle,

Need to talk to you after class. You know where to meet me.

See you there.

Stan.

I turned to Stan and gave him one final nod before I turned away and discarded the paper. Some people noticed the little 'display' and were very curious; I would have to be very careful meeting Stan with all of these people's eyes following my every move

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