Concealed mate : Tomboy look.

School begins today...

Mich POV.

Monday

“Its first day, Dad you have to take us” The Kids (that me and the twin) say in unison. Dad always took us to school in all our previous location. He has made it clear he will be busy here, but he can’t break this tradition. We will be in the same school. It one of those school which start from grade000- matric. Lycian College –elite learning! There are two schools in this area in the berg wolves pack. The other is name after our ‘new’ pack (Berg wolves Collage).

“Okay, so tonight tell me your sports choices” dad say on the drive to school, we won this battle. “bye boys…please behave, try to make friends we will be staying here forever, less one of you meet your mate”. Dad pleading the boys than looks and me laughing as he says the last part.

After dropping the boys at the Primary school gate, He drive to the high school gate which is on the other side of the street to primary school. The schools are face to face at a cul de sac street end.

“Okay girl try to have fun, hopefully today they will deliver your luggage today and you won’t have to wear my baggy clothes. Can’t believe I was once this tiny.” than Kisses me on the forehead bye.

Yep! I ended up dressed in my dads' old teen clothes, looking like a boy on my first day. This year I will be in grade ten so I have to get the office to choose my subject because I’m new. “Okay, Science” Mr. Miles comment “Alright, look here is your schedule and classroom number. Unfortunately, today is assembly so no one can show you around. You’ll just find any one in a White and gold blazer, those are the Matric(Seniors). They will point you in the right direction. Today is uniform day, I’ve also highlighted the date to wear the school uniform on your calendar.” He spoke all this in one breath with a bored look, then looks down his eyes popped out as he says my name “Mr. Michael Vezi” he continues blinking repeatedly” ummm...we’ll let you…of the…hook today” He stutter and is shifting uncomfortably in his seat as if he has seen a ghost. As I walk out the office I see the notice board it stretches along on the wall. I walk along slowly reading it. There is a sports detail section: All junior team report to sport grounds for tryouts with different time slots. lots of clip board labels Netball Juniors team (13-16 yrs.) Time 14h00. than next to it another clip Netball Seniors (16-19 years old) 14h00…my eyes continue around the board until I land on Soccer I squeal in happiness signing my name on the list try out also at 14h00. I will sign up for other things next term for now soccer is my thing. I hardly make any friends, in my classes. I was the odd one out yhou mean everyone was n uniform while I wasnt. The day seems to fly by it 14h00 and I changed into a sport short and shirt I found in dads’ clothes. I put on my sneakers always pick black washing isn’t my thing. Walking out last from the ladies change rooms. Running with my back pack and change clothing bag, lay it on the ground. The coach says “Finally Mr. Michael, heading me a yellow over shirt.’ Instead of correcting him, (miss, ) I am rush into the field not going to leave a bad impression. We warm up 15min play for the 30min.

than the coach says” Okay ,1st team: he read out a few name including mine…gives us the team jersey. And a two form: order form more soccer gear. Okay practice same time tomorrow.” I am about to go to bench drinking water. Some who did make the team chatter ‘yeah let go try cricket or tennis or golf at 15h00 right’. Everyone walking in front of me goes to the left change room. “We here come to the gate, NOW!” I get a mind-link for Saya … I turn around rush into the car.

” Dude, have you not heard of showers, you stink!” Siya say as the all scrunching and covering their nose.

“Ye! I’ll just walk home next time. Dad sign these. “speaking in a whatever annoyed tone as I hand the forms permission form to dad. “

He takes a pen and sign after reading. “Oh that’s nice they have a girls’ soccer team now” he says sounding surprise hands me the form and drives off.

On the drive home I take a moment just thinking about what dad just said” Oh that’s nice they have a girls’ soccer team. What does he mean, then I recall the whole day? All my teachers address me as mr Michael which sound more like a guy name but I am a girl miss. I did correct any of them not wanting to leave a bad impression werewolves take authority seriously. Ideas already the thorn without a uniform while all the students were in uniform. I would fix it eventual but not on day one. ‘we will be here forever’ was all I heard ringing in my mind every time they pronounce my name wrong. I think of how all the team members all went into the left changing room which was for boys. OMG! It dawns on my “I’m wearing boy clothes, probably smell like dad at 16yrs. And this flat pixie bob haircut that covers my forehead My flat aa cup size chest. They think I am a boy! I am a BOY?! Now that I made the soccer team I think will ride the boy wave. Soccer has always been on my mind and now I can have it. Mean it's will only be for three months. The first term, what could possibly go wrong.’ I shrug my shoulders and smile. Soccer Player of the match; team captain…The sky is the limit. SMILE – Happiness is a 6 letter word SOCCER!