K-12: Legacy

Strawberry Shortcake

I stood over the mound of dirt with Kiyoto, patting it down with a long shovel. This particular mound of dirt was the corporeal remains of the Principal. My mom, Kelly, would be taking over his duties, which I wasn't looking forward to. Some said it would be a reign of terror, while others believed that it would be beneficial to have a female Principal. I knew that with my mother as the principal, there was just no way that any of this could end well.

With one last pat on the soil, I turned to Kiyoto. "Hey, want to go play basketball?"

"Sure, let's go!" she replied, and we threw the shovels down and sprinted off towards the elegant pink and blue basketball court.

As we slowed to a jog, I saw someone in a pink dress sitting alone on a bench, and they appeared to be crying.

"Hold up," I said, breathing heavily. Kiyoto stopped.

"Girl, you are so out of shape-" And then she saw the person.

"Hey, what's up?" I asked, approaching the bench.

The person looked up at me. They had blue hair and blue eyes. "The... The new Principal," they gulped, running a hand through their short-cropped hair. "They're making me wear a dress, but I'm a boy, even if I was born a girl."

"That's awful," Kiyoto said. She knelt down so she would be eye level with the boy. "What's your name?"

"Jamie," he said. I looked at him sympathetically. He must've been humiliated, forced to wear a dress in front of everybody, just because he was born without a dick. "I-I mean, sometimes I like wearing girly things, but I don't want to be a girl... I just feel most authentic as a boy."

"The Principal is my mother, I'll talk to her," I told him, firmly and with determination.

"Y-you would do that for me?" He asked, gulping, and wiping his eyes.

"Of course! Now come on, play basketball with us!"

He got up, and smoothed the skirt, looking down on it with annoyance. "I know where we can dye it," I said. "And we can alter it to make it look more like the boy's uniform."

He smiled gratefully at me, and we headed towards the courts. I grabbed a pink basketball from the rack, and threw it at the hoop. It missed by about five feet. I huffed.

"Here, I can help!" Jamie grabbed the ball and raised it to his face, and his eyes turned black. He then blew a spit bubble, trapping the basketball inside of it. He then threw it to the hoop, and it gracefully floated directly through. It bounced against the floor once, and then floated back towards us.

I gasped, activating my own powers, and Kiyoto did the same. "Are you..."

"One of us!" Kiyoto finished. "Did Lilith and Cry Baby send you?"

"I... Those names don't sound familiar, but I was sent to Earth by somebody named Ben."

"Ben- Cry Baby's boyfriend!" I exulted, jumping up and down with glee. I was thrilled to have a new member on the mission to destroy K-12 Legacy.

"Guys, the ball..." Kiyoto said.

"We're finally gonna get out of this shit hole!" Jamie and I said in unison. 

"Guys! Why is nobody listening to me?! The ball is floating away!" Kiyoto snapped.

"Oop-" I laughed and we ran in separate directions after the ball. We chased it down for a good ten minutes before the bubble finally popped and fell to the ground, resting at the feet of a girl whose face was hidden behind a book. I realized that my friends were nowhere in sight. "Sorry about that-" I stopped midsentence. The girl lowered the book, and I looked into the beautiful grey eyes of...

"A-Athena!" I breathed, grabbing the ball and trying not to blush. "Hello, um..."

I felt a tap on my shoulder, and I turned around to face a group of boys. "...Yes?"

"Hi there, pretty girl," the tallest one sneered. "You shouldn't be hanging around this dyke here! You should come with us, we'll have some... fun."

"Do your panties match your outfit?" One of them chimed in, brushing his hand on my neck. I jerked away.

I cursed myself. Why, oh why, did I cut the length of my skirt so short? Why had I done my makeup so heavy that morning?

Behind me, Athena launched to her feet. 

"Hey dickheads, hands to yourselves!" She came to stand beside me, hands on her hips.

"Watch your mouth, lesbo. This girl is too pretty for your gay ass."

I didn't know what to say when one of the boys put his hand on my boob and rubbed it all over my chest. I tried to shrink away, but he grabbed my arm.

"What the fuck!" I exclaimed, slapping him across the face.

Athena snarled and tackled the one who touched me. 

"Hands! OFF!" She yelled in his face, shoving her fingernails in his eyes. He started bawling hysterically, and his buddies scattered. 

"What is the meaning of this?!" My mother, of all people, came running, pulling Athena off the guy.

"I thought you would know that young ladies shouldn't fight! My office, now! All three of you."

The guy got up, clutching his hand to his eye and moaning. I couldn't help but roll my eyes.

At the office, we were told to sit down across from the desk.

"Hugo, explain!" She barked at the guy.

"I-I was only minding my own business, and these bitches came on my friends and asked if they wanted to hook up! We said no, and then the hoe with the short hair attacked us, and the thot with the half long, half short hair slapped me!" he whined.

"The nerve of you girls!" My mother bellowed.

"That's completely not true-" I started.

"I don't want to hear your excuses. Hugo is a golden boy, he's on the football team and his father is rich. Obviously, that means he is a respectable boy who does not need to be influenced by you harlots!" The Principal leaned back in her chair.

"He touched her ass!" Athena snapped, slamming her hand on the desk. "And I didn't ask him to hook up. If you hadn't noticed, I'M GAY!"

My mom looked shocked. "Why... You impertinent girl! You ought to be ashamed of yourself! If she goes around dressed like that," she motioned at my short skirt, "Of course people will touch her! Boys will be boys, and that's that! As for being gay, you know that is against all our traditional values here at K-12 Legacy."

"To hell with your traditions. You can't just dismiss the fact that that asshole," Athena pointed at Hugo, "Touched your daughter!"

"Of course he touched her! He's a boy, and she's a beautiful girl wearing skimpy clothing! She's begging for men to touch her! That's what you get when you wear skimpy clothing. Now, enough arguing- get out of my office! And as punishment, you will both take part in the school photoshoot after school, since you seem to have no shame wearing practically nothing." She pointed to the door, and Athena shoved back her chair and stormed out, leaving me to timidly follow her.