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Someone permanently changes into a young lady and gets caught in a new family dynamic.
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Chapter #5

at school

    by: ro34 Author IconMail Icon
Tilly Wilson clenched the strap of her backpack as she stood in front of the door to her new classroom. The hallway buzzed with the chatter of students echoing through every corner, each voice blending into a chorus of laughter and anticipation. The reality of the situation weighed heavily on her: once a studious 18-year-old boy named Matt, she was now a 14-year-old girl tasked with navigating the uncharted waters of high school as a freshman. The nerves twisted in her stomach, a storm of anxiety brewing at the thought of entering that classroom.

Suddenly, she was acutely aware of the shortness of her skirt, the fitted school shirt that clung to her lightly, and the cascade of blonde hair that framed her youthful face. Everything about this new body felt foreign to her, as if she were wearing a poorly fitted costume. Memories of studying late into the night, preparing for final exams, and dreaming of college felt like fading echoes in her mind. Tilly took a deep breath, steeling herself for what lay behind the door.

With a slight shove, the door creaked open, and she stepped into the room. Her heart raced as she surveyed the students settled into seats. It was a vibrant sea of faces, some familiar but most utterly strange. She felt all eyes turn toward her—some out of curiosity, others perhaps with the harsh judgment that was all too common in high school.

“Ah, class,” a voice called out from the front. It was Ms. Harris, her new homeroom teacher, who was a middle-aged woman with glasses perched on her nose and a warm smile flickering beneath an organized chaos of hair that seemed determined to escape its ponytail. “We have a new student joining us today. This is Tilly Wilson. Let’s give her a warm welcome!”

Tilly’s cheeks burned under the spotlight of attention, her mouth momentarily opening in a silent protest. A few students clapped half-heartedly while others stared in confusion. She could imagine the whispers circling around her—"Who is she?” “She looks too old to be a freshman,” or perhaps the most painful, “Why is she in our class?”

“Why am I even here?” Tilly muttered quietly to herself, trying to suppress the swell of frustration that bubbled within her.

“Welcome, Tilly!” Ms. Harris continued, motioning for Tilly to find her seat. As she walked past the desks, she could hear mutters and feel the weight of scrutiny on her shoulders. The world shifted beneath her feet, and it took every ounce of resolve not to turn back and flee.
Finally, Tilly settled into an empty desk near the back, her palms sweaty as they rested on the cool surface. She stared straight ahead, half-listening to Ms. Harris outline the day’s schedule and the upcoming projects, her mind meanwhile reeling at the loss of her old self.
As the introductions wrapped up, Tilly finally dared to steal glances at her classmates. Among them, she spotted a group of girls in the front, laughing and catching up like they had known each other for years. Their laughter felt both alien and inviting, and for a moment, Tilly remembered what it felt like to belong. That thought was abruptly shattered when another girl, with vibrant red hair and a piercing gaze, caught her eye. This girl leaned over to whisper something to her friend, and Tilly couldn’t shake the feeling that she was the punchline of the joke.

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