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Two pairs of precocious eyes met each other as Charlie Rivers stared at herself in the mirror with a stillness that could normally throw a person off. With the change of her aesthetic, Charlie was concerned that her identity might become compromised somewhere along the lines of this endeavor. She wasn't sure if a change of heart as well as a change of wardrobe would necessarily be a bad thing or not, but it didn't keep her from worrying about it. "Worry, worry, worry. That's all you do Charlie. Try to have some fun... for yourself! Not for me, or your friends, or your little brother. You!" she could hear the voice of her mother in her head, as she'd only heard that about a million times. She sighed, one of her feminine hands touching her newly cut hair. Honestly, there wasn't a lot of huge changes to be made to Charlie to make her appear male. She already had an androgynous haircut, an androgynous name, an androgynous face, and an androgynous voice. She didn't even have feminine curves, really! The only thing that really differentiated whether she was a boy or girl to others was her clothing, as she typically wore sundresses, sandals, bows, ect...ect... Now with her wearing a pair of glasses to conceal her excessively long, girly eyelashes, a pair of normal fitting pants and a hoodie... she really did look like a dashing young lad.

She took a look at the stuff she would have to lug around. The first bag was a wired lined bag/crate which contained her fluffy rabbit, Buttercup, who she'd had for years now. The second bag was enormous and filled with clothes, manly sports magazines she honestly wouldn't be caught dead reading, a couple cans of axe, posters of motorcycles... really, it was all just junk her brother told her to bring that she certainly would not be using. Just because she was going to be a boy doesn't mean she was going to lose all her class and dignity. She didn't read things about trashy girls wearing bikinis! She read Faulkner, Kafka, Homer, Shelley, Dickens, the literary works of great artists! Certainly this would not change because she supposedly gained a certain other chromosome. Speaking of these books, that's entirely what her other enormous bag was full of... just texts upon texts upon texts. It was actually extremely heavy and when she picked it up to try and slug it on her back she thought her tiny little non muscular arms might snap off. "Omf" she involuntarily cried as she wobbled out the door in pursuit of her two best friends.

She would travel to this prestigious academy and go on a huge adventure of her own. Enough of reading about great tales of conquering! It was time for her to experience mystery, excitement, suspense, maybe even love for herself. She thought of this the entire car ride there, a certain hunger glowing in her chocolate eyes. She watched as Kiki hopped out of the car and went over to the receptionist and went to do the same but struggled with her huge, huge bags. These must have weighed a million pounds! They had to be twice her size, too. She tried yanking them out of the car and dragging them comedically along the sidewalk, digging her heels into the ground and pulling with all her might up to the front desk. By the time she got over there, Kiki was already leaving, telling them to meet at four oclock in the courtyard. Charlie nodded her head assuredly and then approached the woman at the desk herself. "Hello, miss. I am Rivers Charlo... wait, no. I'm Charlie. Rivers. My name is Charlie Rivers, pleasure to meet you." poor, socially awkward Charlie had said, stumbling over her words and ending that botched introduction with a deep bow and extended hand for handshake. The woman squinted her eyes and gingerly took the odd boy's hand, wondering if he was pranking her or something.

"Right. Uh, fill this out and go straight to your dorm." the woman said suspiciously to which Charlie only smiled embarrassedly, a huge blush creeping onto her freckled cheeks. "Thank you" she mumbled while filling them out and handing them back. Charlie then made the impossible feat of dragging her uncooperative luggage all the way to her new room, which took her at least a half an hour and a couple of breaks to make sure her arms weren't turning into spaghetti noodles. Finally she had reached all the way to her alleged room and she fumbled around with envelope that contained the key for a good while before her shaking fingers finally grasped onto the metal key. "Aha!" she called, looking at it in her hands. She only did this for so long until the key skipped from her fingers and onto the floor. "Oh, darn it." she added going to crouch onto the ground to grab it when her foot accidentally hit it. She watched in horror as the taunting flick of metal slipped underneath the crack of the locked door in slow motion. This could not be happening. This was an omen! It was all telling her that she wasn't cut out to be a detective!!! And that was how Charlie Rivers ended up laying on the cold tiled floor, peeking through the bottom of the door and trying to fit her fingers underneath the crack to get the stupid key. If Kiki and Angel could see her now, they'd probably die of laughter.