Introduction:

*** Inspiring Music ***

Smarter than the class nerd!

More graceful than a ballerina!

Able to backstab a mean girl while looking them in the eyes!

Look in the schoolyard. It's a graduating senior. It's the teacher's pet. It's Catholic Schoolgirl Boy

Yes, it's Catholic Schoolgirl Boy, a strange boy from a public high school, who came to your school with powers and abilities far beyond those of ordinary schoolgirls. Catholic Schoolgirl Boy who can pass the most difficult AP tests; make the class bully cry. And who disguised as an ordinary schoolgirl, wearing the same schoolgirl uniform you wear, fights a never-ending battle for high grades, peaceful hallways, and strict adherence to the dress code.

And now another exciting episode in the adventures of Catholic Schoolgirl Boy.

Prologue.

Come with me now on a far journey, miles from the closest parochial school. Where many months ago public school 153 boasted the highest percentage of college-bound seniors. There we find a sophomore who had already completed all the subjects needed to graduate. He is working on self-study classes with the guidance of several of the teachers. He only needed to be inside the school during homeroom to maintain his perfect attendance record.

Leaving the school grounds early, Adrian Kent returns home and puts on his leotards and pointe shoes. As he does every day, he stretches before practicing ballet. Today, Adrian is dancing the ballerina part in Swan Lake. He is capable of dancing every part, both male and female. Although, he finds the feminine parts while wearing pointe shoes most challenging.

In the family room, Adrian's cousin Anne is crying. She is dressed in the uniform of her school. She had just been suspended from the Incarnation Catholic Academy. Adrian's mother had just picked her up, as Anne's parents were working and couldn't get away. Although it was only a one-day suspension, Anne is quite distraught.

"It-it-it wasn't my fault," Anne sobbed.

"What happened?" Adrian's mother held her tight to comfort the sad little girl.

"Th-th-the teacher grabbed me but said I grabbed him. Then when I complained, he made up an excuse and got me suspended. I don't know what to do? I don't want to go back. Not as long as he is there."

"That is horrible."

"I told the principal, but she wouldn't believe me. She said that Brother Martin would never do such a thing."

"I told her he did. She said I needed proof."

"If you taped him, then you would have proof. Just keep a recorder on you at all times and if he does anything like that again, then you will have him."

"I can't. I don't want to be in the same room as him."

"I don't blame you, but we have to do something. If not he'll do it to someone else."

"That isn't my problem. I don't want to go back. I love the school, but as long as he is there."

"Maybe we could send someone else?"

"What?"

"You and Adrian look a lot alike. Maybe, he could go and pretend to be you?"

"That's crazy."

"If he was wearing your uniform and we fix up his hair, maybe a little makeup."

"They don't allow makeup at school."

"It'll be subtle, no one will be able to tell. It'll just to smooth his skin a little and make him look like he has higher cheekbones. No one will know he is wearing anything. He'll look like you."

"I still think it's crazy."

"Let's find out." Mother called out, "Adrian can you come up here for a minute?"

"Sure thing Mom."

When Adrian entered the room, he already looked somewhat feminine. He was wearing his skirted leotard, tights, and pointe shoes, Mother smiled at him.

Mother explained to Adrian what had happened at school and what she wanted to do. Adrian was resistant, but Mother convinced him to try. Anne removed her uniform and put on a robe. Anne handed her worn uniform to Adrian.

"You should put on the bra too. Anne always wears a padded bra," Mother reminded Adrian.

Adrian took the apparel into the bathroom and started to change into it. Anne had pulled off her panties down at the same time she pulled off her tights, so they were included. Adrian felt a little naughty, so he put them on first. The panties were plain white panties that didn't look very different than his briefs, except they seemed to be made of a somewhat thinner material and didn't have a fly in front.

Adrian put on the bra next. It was a padded sports bra so it wasn't too hard to get on. He could pull it over his head like a T-shirt. He sat on the toilet and then pulled the tights up his legs. He wore tights many times while dancing. He expertly pulled them up his legs.

The blouse was next. He buttoned it up like a shirt and then he pulled the skirt up his legs. The zipper and button closure were in the back. The blue tie with white stripes fit over his head and under his collar. He pulled a blue sweater vest over his head and smoothed it down his torso. The shoes were last. They were black loafers that he could slip his foot right in.

Adrian put on Anne's blazer as he walked out and stood in front of his mother and Anne. He forced himself into an excessively feminine pose and asked, "What do you think?"

Mother ignored Adrian's playful tone and took a critical look at him. "You know what you're missing? Anne's cross. She always wears a cross."