Lady's a dude (281 views)

Arthur heard a thud upstairs, and his head shot up, blue eyes narrowing dangerously. What the hell was that? He stood up and started up the stairs, hiding a yawn with his hand. He saw a trail of some smelly liquid on the floor outside one of the girl’s rooms, and poked his head in the open door, to see if the girl was planning to set off a fire.

…Only to find a shirtless man in the room.

No... that was Audrey. He could recodnize the face, the long blonde hair... but... that was a man's chest!

“Ahh!” Arthur exclaimed, eyes opening wide. “What the hell?! Why are you a boy?!”

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The squeal had woken Kara up, and her room was close by Audrey’s. Kara was still half asleep, though. She let her eyes trail to her alarm, which told her it was 8.

“Oh shit… shopping.” Kara groaned, hiking herself up. She wanted to sleep, really, but this was only one day. Besides she’d get to bond with her friend. So Kara didn’t come out at first, shriek forgotten, as she got herself dressed like a zombie.

"Stop throwing things you crazy bitch!" Arthur snapped, raising his arm to clock his face from the onslaught of things being launched at his face. The perfume smelt horrible, and now he was covered in clothes and various forms of makeup. His shirt was stained to hell and back.

Kara heard a lot of commotion, and gave up getting dressed, clothed in a red off the shoulder top and her pajama shorts. She poked her head out her door and saw the scene before her: Arthur peeping on Audrey, and Audrey throwing things at him!

Kara stomped over and shoved Arthur away from the door, taking a protective stance in front of Audrey's room.

"What the hell are you doing you pervert! All men are nothing but pigs!" She snapped, glancing behind her to see the damage-- no. No, Audrey was shirtless! Her eyes widened in shock as she stepped inside the room and paused in front of Audrey. "How much did he see?"

Meanwhile Arthur groaned. Kara had shoved him to the floor, because he couldn't see due to the onslaught of clothes obscuring his vision. He wasn't sure if Audrey would throw things again, so he kept his eyes covered, with one arm draped across his face and the other on the wall, ready to help himself up.

“Shhh.” Kara said, wrapping her arms around her friend. “It’ll be fine. I’ll protect you, don’t worry about it.”

Kara knew that he probably saw Audrey’s entire chest. If he told anyone, this could go horribly wrong. Kara glared at the door, where she heard Arthur stand up and curse as he tossed clothing to the floor.

“God damn it… look, Audrey, how about we go and explain this to Miss Summers on our way to the shop?” Kara offered. “I’m sure she’ll understand your situation. You are a girl.” She emphasized. “Just because some asshole found out you were born in the wrong body doesn’t mean we’ll let anything change.”

“What, you think I’m going to tell someone?” Arthur snapped from the hall, glaring at the door. “Who the fuck would I tell! My entourage of best friends forever?! I’m not going to tell anyone. Look, I’m just a little fucking confused.”

“Oh no. This isn’t your fault at all, Audrey! He's just a filthy pig! I don’t care what happened, he should have knocked! And will you STOP EAVESDROPPING BEFORE I KICK YOU INTO NEXT TUESDAY?”

The latter part of her sentence was directed at the door, behind which Arthur was situated. The boy paused, and quickly narrowed his eyes.

“Fuck you, if anyone's a pig it's you! But fine, I’ll listen.” Arthur leaned against the wall, folding his arms across his chest. “I’m waiting out here.”

Kara turned to Audrey, ignoring Arthur's comment, and took another wipe, finishing off her face for her.

“Now you get dressed in something cute, okay? I’ll get your other clothes back in a bit.”

Kara waited until Audrey was completely dressed, making sure her eyes weren’t on her friend. She was focused on the door, her lips pulled down into a frown as she thought over their game plan. They’d have to go to the faculty. Ms. Summers was clearly the easiest bet: She was related to Arthur, and therefore held some leverage over him.

Once Audrey was ready, Kara smiled.

“Okay! One sec.” Kara walked to the door and opened it, glowering down at Arthur, who had managed to stand back up and was throwing clothes away from his face.

“What?” Arthur snapped, but Kara ignored him completely, instead choosing to gather all of the thrown clothing and carry it back into Audrey’s room, placing it on her bed. Arthur didn’t want to poke his head back in the room, so he folded his arms and waited.

Kara smiled at Audrey, reached out and grabbed her hand, and led her out of the room. Arthur stared at them both with a confused look on his face. Kara thought it was funny how it made him look stupider than he already looked.

“So, you going to explain?” Arthur asked, his gaze focused mostly on Audrey.

Arthur raised both of his eyebrows in confusion. He didn't understand this any more than before. Except, maybe, Audrey wasn't a boy after all.

He wasn't a stranger to transgender rights, but he'd never met someone who actually thought that way before. His expression was neutral as Audrey stuttered over her words.

Kara tightened her grip on Audrey's hand, giving Arthur her most venemous glare.

"If you tell anyone about this i'll kill you." she said in a straight voice. Arthur let out some half growl half annoyed sound from his throat.

"I'm not-- look, this is none of my business anyway--"

"I think we should go now, Audrey!" Kara said, smiling at her friend. "No use wasting our time with a pig, after all. We have dresses to buy!"

Arthur frowned and glared at the two, his hands folded over his chest. What did he even do to deserve this at this hour in the morning?

Kara frowned at Audrey’s defense of Arthur, her eyebrows rising. Oh no way was she going to believe any of that! Arthur was a creep, a pig, and she couldn’t wait to file the harassment form that would get him out of their house for good!

“Yeah, dresses. I was gonna buy a cheap thing to wear. My mom sent me these huge heels.” She made a face. “I’ve been practicing in them… but they really hurt my feet. I’ll probably just wear them for pictures, and then take ‘em off for good. The dance is coming up, so we’ve got to look our best. Kidding. But hey, dressing up once in a while is kinda fun.”