You know that feeling in the pit of your stomach that tells you your doing something wrong?

my brother, Mark does not have it.

"Please Claire all you have to do is stay there at least for two years and I'll come back I promise"

Mark had asked me to transfer to an all boys high school called Forget-Me-Not Valley high,

so as to fill in for him so dad wouldn't skin his behind.

"Is there any coed schools?Anything else where I don't have to lie"

I very much enjoyed being a girl and the thought of hiding my gender made me very uneasy.

"Sis it's been 10 years since mom's death, and dad has been way too expecting of me besides..."

He shifted his eyes from the window to look over my appearance

"You could really pass off as a cute guy"

I faked a smile and socked him in his stomach.

"Ow! Ow! Jeez! It was meant to be a compliment"

He rubbed his stomach and smiled dreamily

"I want to live freely in a school where I can have many girlfriends and play soccer for the rest of my life"

So the truth comes out! That little weasel!

Although he does look very pitiful and

he did say the school fed really good food for breakfast, lunch and dinner...

"Fine you Irresponsible brother! but I'll have your head if you don't come back!"

Mark's eyes lit up and he hugged me tightly.

"Thank you sis! you have my word that I will be back!"

In his eyes I saw freedom, but in my mind I saw torture.

The next day I packed my bags, and had my hair cut just below my ears.

"I will kill you for this!" I shouted at Mark

"Oh come on! your hair was practically dragging on the ground you had to cut it sometime"

He was right but my mother who gave us our blond hair had it long and that's how I had wanted it...

On the other hand our blue eyes came from our father.

I could see the pain in Fathers eyes when he sees us, because we look so much like mother.

Actually Father used to be quite lively before,

yet he always was at work and when mom died he stopped coming home altogether.

Though he did call us on holidays but just to tell Mark about different schools that would be good for him.

"Hello! Claire do you hear me? The boat is about to take off and your standing here like an idiot!"

Ha! is he going to spend two years in an all boys school as a girl? No I think not...brat!

Besides the anger I felt when I got off the boat, I felt a new change in scenery was a good idea.

Instead of all the hot air and fumes from the city, I got fresh air and open space.

Before I got any further in town I passed by a reflective mirror

and stopped to make sure nothing would give away me being a girl.

The uniform they sent was a white sleeved shirt, a blue tie, a light green overcoat, and slacks.

Though I had to put the hem up on the pants since I was a little short.

All in all I think I can pull this off.

When I walked into the high school, I tried walking manly but got laughed at by other students.

Mirabelle, the school's dorm head led me to my dorm, dorm 16.

When I opened the door I screamed.

There on the floor was a boy with light blue eyes and grey hair.

While I took note of his handsome face

I also took note of the arrow sticking out of his stomach and the person standing over him.