She eyeballed the worksheet that someone had answered all too hastily and made her marks. At least they tried. She wrote "7/10" then drew a large crim...on C.Her computer monitor chirped as she saw she had received another useless email. Wait. It was from the principal. The nearly thirty something year old brunette leaned forward to check out her screen; had there been any male students in the room they would have checked Miss Williams out. Her features were the make of a natural beauty, her. I was not afraid of being hit by a bullet under these circumstances, so I held my place and waited for them to get close enough for my pistol.The Indians dropped their rifles when they ran out of ammunition and switched to their war clubs. Now, those things were something to be frightened of. The war club consisted of a stone weighing 1½-2 pounds on a staff about two feet long. That was a potent weapon if the wielder could get close enough to use it, so I was much more concerned about putting. Tom, there is more to being a girl than just dressing like one, I am going to have to teach you how to walk, how to talk, how to move your hands and even how to sit and stand. It will take a lot of work and we only have tonight to do it. We will both be very tired tomorrow, but if we work hard, no one will be able to tell that you are a boy in girl's cloths." I understand, Mother. I just hope that this does not last more than a week or so." Son, I am not going to lie to you, you need to know. I was on every sports team, I was smart, I was happy.Had followed the deputy head of my new school around like a recalcitrant puppy and he'd explained that he was going to get someone from my new tutor group to show me around. I hated the idea of having a new friend planted on me. I had friends, plenty of them, but they were back in central London and as much as I wanted to think otherwise, I knew that every day I wasn't there they would miss me less and less. Sure I had woken up this morning.