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 parochial 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.

"Adrian, you look nice," his mother told him.

Adrian also known as Catholic Schoolgirl Boy had dressed in his schoolgirl uniform and the accompanying body of a sixteen-year-old girl. He had the body of a five-foot-six pretty girl with light brown eyes and chestnut hair that descended to his shoulder blades. He didn't have any makeup on his face except for a little eyebrow pencil that sculped his brows.

"Thanks Mom."

"Will you be home late?"

"No, a mean girl is making my cheerleading friend's time on the team a bit difficult. Nothing I haven't seen before. I should be home right after school. No later than 4 PM tops."

"OK, I'll see you then."

Catholic Schoolgirl Boy kissed his mom on the cheek on his way to the front door.

Act 1.

All the cheerleaders dressed in their crimson one-piece skirted cheerleader uniforms, nude tights, and white sneakers. Catholic Schoolgirl Boy, wasn't any exception. He took off the school uniform. Placed it with his books, underwear, necklace, and uniform into his usual corner locker.

It was the sixth period, the time for all the cheerleaders to practice. They ran out of the locker room and onto the field. Catholic Schoolgirl Boy took his place in line waiting for the inevitable confrontation with the head cheerleader, Kim.

"Joanie, keep up!" Kim shouted.

Catholic Schoolgirl Boy had been in sync with all the other girls. Kim was just trying to give him the business. He had seen it all before. It wasn't time to confront her yet.

Twenty minutes into the practice, Kim arranged for another cheerleader to come dangerously close to bumping into Catholic Schoolgirl Boy. The other girl had to jump out of the way in an awkward fashion.

"Joanie, I told you to keep up!" Kim shouted.

"I was in line with everyone else. That was your fault. I saw what you did!"

"No, Kim, you move like a pregnant hippo!"

Catholic Schoolgirl Boy couldn't just beat her to a pulp. That wouldn't do any good. he had to handle this like a young lady. Catholic Schoolgirl Boy got all the other cheerleaders on his side and then graciously allowed Kim to save face. By the end of the practice, the team had formed a cohesive unit. A job well done by Catholic Schoolgirl Boy.

After practice, Catholic Schoolgirl Boy returned to his locker. He removed his cheerleading outfit and fetched his schoolgirl uniform.

He put on his bra and panties first. Then his blouse and skirt. He sat down and pulled on his socks. He slipped his feet into his shoes, then tied his hair with a rubber band. Catholic Schoolgirl Boy removed his school bag from the locker. He emptied it.

His cross was missing? He looked inside the empty locker again. Where did it go?

"Maybe it slipped into the bookbag," Catholic Schoolgirl Boy thought. he didn't remember where he put the gold cross when he placed it in the locker.

Catholic Schoolgirl Boy one by one, took out all of his books from the bag. He turned them over and shuffled the pages. He knew it wouldn't help but he did it anyway. Soon everything was out of his bag and on the bench he had been sitting on. Then he put the stuff back in and double-checked for the cross. It wasn't in any of the items he had taken out of his school bag.

He looked in the purse he was carrying. He didn't remember putting the cross in the purse either. But he could be wrong. As with the bag, it wasn't in the purse.

He patted himself down in case there were pockets in the clothes he was wearing. He didn't have any pockets. He searched through the cheerleading uniform. He knew it was hopeless. He did it anyway.

"What's wrong?" one of the cheerleaders asked.

"My cross! It's gone!"

"Are you sure you brought it with you?"

"Yes, I'm sure. I always wear it!"

"Could you have dropped it somewhere else?"

"No, I put it in my locker. I know I did. Now, it's gone!"

Adrian could return to his true self if he removed all his apparel. But he would never be Catholic Schoolgirl Boy again. He wanted to be Catholic Schoolgirl Boy again. It had become part of his identity. He was Catholic Schoolgirl Boy! He loved helping people. He had to get the cross back.

Act 2.

"Something was stolen from my locker!" Catholic Schoolgirl Boy told the cheerleading coach. This was the first time Catholic Schoolgirl Boy cried. He had always been tough and devoted to his mission. There were times when he needed some faux tears for some reason or the other. This time his tears were real. Losing the cross affected his life. If he didn't get the cross back, his career as a superhero would be over.

"Joanie, are you sure?"

"Yes, I wore it all day. I only took it off for practice. It had to be in the locker."

"Did you look over the locker thoroughly?"

"Yeah, and my clothes, and my bag. I looked everywhere."