The next thing was Mrs Johnson saying to Joan ” Why don’t you ask Gillian to go to the rugby to-morrow afternoon?” “She will need as much experience as possible if she is to pull off being a girl at the prize giving concert” So in no time my weekend was arranged: Town with Joan and Brian to drink milkshakes, then college rugby in the afternoon and a party in the evening. And to cap it all, tennis on Sunday at the Johnson’s house.
As we drove home I was wondering where Gillian would get the correct clothes to attend all those functions. My mum however said that Mrs Johnson would sort it all out. Joan was the same size as me and would lend me all the necessary clothes.
That night after doing my homework, still dressed in GHS uniform, I said goodnight to my parents and reluctantly took off my precious uniform and went to bed. I dreamed about kissing Joan……. in our school uniforms!