I felt like crying once more then I fought about my Smart plan. I must have been a proper fool then I thought I could pull it of. If only I hadnt done it. This was as bad as things could ever be. I deserved a good kick in the head for doing this to myself. I should have known it would fail. Perhaps I did deserve my punishment after all.
Was mom really going to keep me in dresses or did she say it just to scare me into toeing the line. I hoped it was just a scare but how could I be sure. What if mom really decided to make me in class? Hopefully not but what if they did. Perhaps it would be best for every one if I slid my throat at first possible opportunity.
I was so engrossed in my black thoughts that I forgot there we were going until I heard the twins say we had arrived. I looked up and out the window straight into the eyes of a girl in my own age standing next to our car with what must have been her mom. Panic welled up in side of me. My hart felt like it was going to beat its way right out of my chest. Lisa placed the hat on my head and tied the long ribbons under my cheek while Marie tried to put the lace gloves on my hands.
– Just act normal. They whispered in my ears.
Just act normal, just act normal, these were the words that vent round and round in my head but I couldnt for the life of me act normal, not with so many people around, all of them staring at me knowing that I was not a real girl but a boy or so at least I saw it. How I had gotten out of the car I still dont know but there I stood next to it. It was Lisa that ones more saved the situation.
– You will not get seasick so stop that nonsense. She handed me a bag and told me to stack it on top of the others on a small four-wheel cart that mom had folded out after taking it out of the trunk of the car.
– Seasick?! I said wondering what she was talking about. Lisa gave me an angry jab in the side and then more or less pushed me in the direction of the cart. It suddenly downed on me what she was doing. She made the people around me think that it was fear of seasickness that was the course of my stiff robot like motions and not the fact that I was a boy in girls clothes and because of that in a state of almost unbearable pressure that could at any moment result in me doing something really stupid like starting to run away or screaming my head of. Unaccustomed to high heels I took a few wobbly steps towards the cart.