Chapter One

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Bliss/Blake Rico's P.O.V.

Today, was the day. Uncle Will bought me a dark blue mustang, so I would appear like a 'rich boy' like everyone else. I was excited because truth be told, I've been cross dressing as a guy since I was ten. Plus I have Luis, Parker, Kenny, and a few other guys who got my back here. And yes, I did blackmail them. What can I say, they all owe me.

Anyways as I park my car I check my mirror. I looked like a teen boy hottie. My blonde wig looked real and looked good. Check. My blue eye contacts were in place. Check. My chest was rapped down, so I looked like a hot muscled guy. Check. Guy under wear with a guy's cup, to make it seem like I got one. (If you know what I mean.) Check.

Guy clothes. Check. Natural guy voice. Check. New phone, that looks guy-ish. Check.

With that I jumped out of my car, and swaggered over to the school, slinging my backpack carelessly over my shoulder. To anyone who saw me I looked like the natural bad boy. I wore dark shades, big black leather jacket, white t-shirt, blue jeans, and black Vans.

Parker, and Luis saw me and walked over to me. "Hey, Blake. You ready for the announcement?" Parker asked loudly. The people around us listened in 'casually.'

"Yea, Aunt Elsa, said they had this bet with someone from their work. I wonder what it is about. She wouldn't tell me because I might blab it to the rest of the universe." I say coolly in a husked voice.

You see, Elsa was the one we decided to be my fake guardian. We even got me passports, a license, and a birth certificate for 'Blake Rico.' Apparently Elsa 'knows a guy' who does this kind of thing good.

Anyways, Parker is 6'0, red shaggy hair, brown eyes, and has a six pack.

He's wearing a black hoodie, blue skinny jeans, and white Nikes. He owes me because I saved him countless times in middle school when he rejected girls. How, you ask? Well, I was his fake girlfriend during those exactions.

Luis was his twin, but older by six minutes, 6'1, redder hair in a mohawk, brown eyes, and a six pack. He's gothic, a nose piercing, black shirt with a goth band name on it, black jeans, and black Nikes. He owes me for helping him ditch countless detentions, and also expulsion. Yup, I'm awesome.

"So where's Kenny?" I ask. He's usually with the twins. He's their best friend, and the common peace maker, for the pranks they pull.

"Oh. He's here somewhere. Lost, no doubt." Luis replied.

"Oh, great. Lets go find the idiot." I groan, and sling my arms around the twins.

Let me tell you something about Kenny. He's mentally and physically retarded at direction. If you told him to, stay right there in the middle of a park... Well he'd forget after a minute, and walk off in the opposite direction of where your supposed to go. Yup, he's defiantly directionally challenged. when I first met him I thought he was pranking me, but he wasn't. Long story short he, and I were lost for five hours in the park forest.

The boys, and I walk through the crowd, to see Kenny eating chips, while sitting on an oak tree. Which was in front of the school building. The twins chuckled, and I fondly shake my head at him. "Oi! Kenny, get over here now!" I yell at him.

He jumps slightly surprised, but smiles mischievously. He nods, and put the bag in his mouth, as he swings down effortlessly.

Kenny was the usual play boy hottie. He has luscious brown hair that curled slightly, dark sparkly brown eyes, 6'1, and four pack. He wore the usual: button up shirt, blue jeans, and gray sneakers. This idiot owes me for a ton of rescues on his directional idiocy, in the end I bought him a key chain compass. I will admit when I first meet him I crushed on him for a month, but that ended quickly when I got to know him.

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