I knew I would be dressed like this, in front of every one in the Jr. High youth group later that night and I started to get very apprehensive about g...ing through with it.About 20 minutes later the hair dryer was shut down and the hood removed. My sister unrolled the curlers one by one and began brushing my hair and spraying on some hairspray. When she was done, I stood up and walked to her large dresser mirror and was absolutely shocked at my appearance. There was nothing left of the 7th grade. Inside they were seated. Shortly thereafter, the wait appeared. He was a slender, biracial young man wearing the standard uniform along with a Santa hat. “Merry Christmas! I’m Koren. What can I get y’all to drink?”Katie started, “I’ll have iced tea. Give them both a Sprite please.”“Okay. And for you, sir,” Koren asked.“Lemonade.”“Regular or flavored?”“Regular.”Chad peeked at Koren’s slim, bubble booty on the sly. His groin twitched a bit as he studied the effeminate guy switch away. Though he. The pictures were good, they were clearly really photographers. I sort of agreed but wanted to make sure I looked a bit more like it and had a chance to ‘do my face.’ But they didn’t want that, just normal work style. In the studio I could glam up a bit.TSo we settled on photos for the next day on the train and they wanted to know if I had a sexier skirt, pencil or tighter fitting and black, that would make better shots on the train. So when they found me the next day I was in my tightest. Do you want to get your wish, and be seen as a girl, or do youwant to face the consequences of being expelled?"James meekly looked down on the pile of cloths he held for a good twominutes before looking up at Ms. Owens. "I am ready to be a girl, Miss."Ms. Owens smiled, and nodded. "Very well James. Off with all your boyclothes. It is time we dress you like a proper girl. Yes, even thosehorrid underpants and undershirt. We are going to make you into aproperly dressed girl." Ms. Owens.