Until December

Chapter 5

Chapter 5:

Grace Evans/ John Evans.

"Evans, are you sure about this?" Nathaniel asked me for the hundredth time. I rolled my eyes as he was starting to annoy me now.

"100 percent, now proceed!" I told him in an enthusiastic tone. Nathaniel looked unsure and I scoffed.

"Cut them off, Nathaniel, it's no big deal for me. I've always wanted to do this." I turned around and looked at him. He sighed and nodded. Finally!

And little by little, he chopped off all my hair and ended up giving me a boyish look that would suit my face. I looked at myself in the mirror with a satisfied look.

"You did a good job on me, Nathaniel. You should also open up a hair salon. I'm sure you will do great business." I showed him a thumbs-up.

"Your hair was beautiful, Evans, I don't want to make you feel insecure, but was all this truly necessary? You could also choose to wear a wig," he said. Honestly, this guy is taking too much stress for nothing.

"Nathaniel, I'm not going to be a boy for one or two days, it's a whole year we're talking about. I can't wear wigs every single day. There will be a high chance of me getting exposed, so darling Nathaniel, indeed, this is necessary." I told him and looked at myself in the mirror. This look is kind of growing on me.

"Whatever you wish, Grace," he said, and I winked at him.

"How will you hide those?" He asked, looking at my breast.

"Have you ever heard of a binder?" I asked him in a bored tone. He looked confused for a second and then it hit him.

"You'll be going to your new school from January 5th. By the way, you're going to Wildwood Enterprise Charter school. It's an elite school and a lot of rich kids will be there, so be aware and do not cause any problems for yourself." He said, but I was too busy checking myself out.

Damn, I look good.

"Yeah, yeah Nathaniel. I got it. There will be no problems at all. The year will pass smoothly like butter," I told him.

"I gave you a fake ID and also registered at school with a fake name. Don't worry, you'll get your degree certified with your real identity, and the last thing that I wanted to tell you is that your name at the school will be John Evans," Nathaniel said, and my mood got sour.

"John? Really Nathaniel? John? Not to offend any Johns in the world, but you could have given me a badass name like Xander. . .Xanthus or Anakin, but no, you have to register me as. . . John Evans. f**k you, Nathaniel." I told him.

Nathaniel laughed at me and ruffled my hair. I knew it! He did it deliberately just to annoy me. Watch your back, Nathaniel Quinn, because you're going to regret this and about me. . . I guess I should get used to myself being called John.

"Also, if you want to dress up as a girl, I have some wigs stored in the closet. Don't ask where I got them from, but they are present if you need them." Said Nathaniel.

"Okie Dokie and Nathaniel. I hope there are no uniforms there. I spent a lot of money buying the right size of clothes. I may have to sell my kidney to survive now," I told him in all seriousness.

"Nah, I can't be this cruel to you now, can I?" He said and looked at his watch.

"Alright, it's time for me to go now. I have some work to do at the shop and you can do whatever you want to do till you're free because what my brain cells are telling me is that you're going to be busy in the upcoming year. Buckle up, Evans." Said Nathaniel while wearing his coat.

"Don't try to intimidate me, Nathaniel, I'm prepared for the worst, and don't forget you're the one who is making me do this elite high school s**t. Tell me if this is truly necessary?" I asked him in annoyance.

"What I think is that education is important and this. . . this, what you're doing will make it a bit complicated," Nathaniel said, pointing out my new appearance.

"I guess the right word you wanted to say is 'thrilling', not complicated," I told him and we both gave each other a stressed smile.

Nathaniel left the house and I decided to clean up. I've made this studio my home now. Everything is arranged the way I want it to be. It's so quiet here. . . I was used to Evan's household noise pollution and suddenly this environment is making me feel somewhat in between peaceful and weird. Maybe this is all new. That's why I'm feeling a bit weird now. . .

Not going to lie, it's getting a bit lonely here too. . . This will all change once this elite school starts. I'll get busy with my new life, new people will surround me and I will make new friends. . . for now I have nothing to do except binge-watch some shows and stuff myself with food. I should gain a bit of weight to look more appropriate as a guy.

I truly have no stamina left to celebrate New Year's. I wish I had my Texas friends here. We would have a blast partying here, but I can't tell them my location, at least not yet.

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Getting bored, I decided to go into Nathaniel's old closet and check out the wigs. There was a black long-hair wig that I tried upon myself. It suited me and also fit perfectly. I wore a dress and I was back to Grace Evans.

To kill the routine, I decided to take a route in the neighborhood. I may find something interesting here. . .