Rap Queen

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Chapter 4

I woke up early to an annoying sound. When I opened my eyes, it was still dark out. I was so confused until my memories came back. I jumped out of bed and ran to the shower.

I danced in the shower until I was scrubbed clean. I raced to my vanity and started chiseling my jaw and cheek bones so they’re more defined and sharp.

I boogied to my closet, and I put on the nearest boy clothes that I saw.

After that, I took a minute to have a dance party all by myself to the song I’m so excited by the Pointer Sisters.

I rushed down the stairs, which, again, was a really bad idea because I was wearing socks, and I made it to the kitchen.

My mom was there making mouth-watering corn beef.

“Morning,” I say. My mom jumps and drops her spatula.

“Who are you?” She asks me in complete confusion.

“You don’t recognize me?” I ask. Oh right, she hasn’t seen my disguise yet. “Mom, it’s me, Jules,” I enlighten her.

“Really?” My mom asks in disbelief. “Wow, Charlie did an amazing job teaching you all that.”

“Yeah, he did, didn’t he,” I said with a smile.

“Oh yeah! I cooked you one of your favorites for breakfast,” she moves away from the stove, “corn beef!”

“Yummy yummy gimme gimme!” I exclaim, acting like a child.

My mom chuckles, “here you go.” She puts a big spoonful of it on my plate.I grab some toast and head to the dining table.

After we finish eating, I head upstairs and brush my teeth. I look at myself one more time in the mirror to make sure my disguise is perfect. I practice my guy walk and guy voice until it is time to go.

I walk to the bus stop barely containing my excitement. I see the famous yellow bus coming down the street. I take a second to compose myself. Deep breaths, Jules, deep breaths. I take one final breath and the bus stops in front of me.

I step onto the bus, perfectly executing the guy walk, and sit down in the last row. I realize that everyone went silent, so I plug in my earphones.

After I put them on, I could hear everyone whispering, most likely about me. I realized I didn’t know anyone and that made me feel a whole lot lonelier.

I slumped in my seat. I felt someone tap my shoulder. When I looked up, my jaw dropped. It’s him! It’s him! It’s the guy from the airport! It’s ok. It’s alright. CALM DOWN JULES, HE DOESN’T KNOW WHO YOU ARE! I mentally scream at myself until he clears his throat. I look at him.

He held out his hand and says, “Hi, I’m Adam. are you new?”

I cleared my throat, getting ready for my guy voice, “yeah dude, my name’s Ju-,” I cough, oof, almost made that mistake, “My name’s Josh.” I slightly grin.

“Nice dude. Hey, whatcha listening too?” He asks.

“Um, Rap Queen. You know her?” I ask, internally smiling to myself.

“Yeah, I actually met her at the airport a few days ago,” he said, smiling to himself.

Wait, wait, wait, if he’s smiling does that mean he likes me. No, don’t overthink this Jules, maybe he just likes her music, yeah, that’s it.

“Hey, can I be your tour guide?” He asks, changing the subject.

“Yeah, sure.”

“Do you like soccer?”

I. Love. Soccer. I had to quit it a few years back when more and more people started recognizing me.

“Yeah, I mean, it’s cool,” the excitement starts bubbling inside me just talking about soccer.

“You know, soccer tryout are today at 6:00, so if you wanna tryout then you can. I’m the team captain, so I’ll be helping the coach.”

“That’s cool, I’ll be there.” I grin. Finally, I have something to look forward to.

The rest of the day kinda past by like a blur. During lunch, Adam introduced me to his friends and invited me to sit with them. At first it was awkward cause I’ve never really had guy friends, but I soon realized that they were pretty chill. The classes were nice. I loved the idea of school because you have people surrounding you, that personally helps me learn better. I already knew all of the stuff they were teaching due to the excellent teachers my mom hired to teach me, so I didn’t really have to try hard.

It was the last class of the day. Soccer tryouts were so close, yet so far.
When the bell rang, I jumped out of my seat and ran to the door. I went to my locker to put away my unneeded books and ran to the bus. When I got home, I still had a few hours to spare. Since I came a week after school started, the teachers already gave out a bunch of homework. So I decided to work on that.
I took off my disguise and enjoyed the feeling of being wig free.
After I finished my homework, I went to the kitchen to get a snack so I would have extra energy. I haven’t played soccer in a good 4 years, so I was naturally a bit rusty.
I went to the garage and found an old soccer ball. I started to get familiar with it and I tried out some of the old exercises I remember.
Soon enough it was 5:30, the school was only a few minutes away so it wouldn’t take long to get there.
I rushed up to my room and started to put on my disguise.
I slipped my wig on extra good so it wouldn’t fall off when I ran and stuff.
When I got to the front of the school, I checked my phone for what time it was. My eyes widened, it was 5:58. I still had to go to the other side of school to the field. I started full out sprinting to the other side of the school.
I got there at 6:00 sharp and I was kinda out of breath.
I saw a bunch of the guys I ate with at lunch on the field stretching. Some of them were shirtless, nice. Wait, teenage hormones don’t control me now! I snapped out of my daze and walked over to Adam.
“Hey, am I late?” I ask, nervous that I missed the first part of tryouts.
“No, you’re just in time,” he smiles evilly. I gulp.
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