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John's Gift
Chapter five
" WHEN YOU WERE WHAT?" Cathy exclaimed.
I hung my head sheepishly as I explained what had happened. After telling Cathy the
events of that day, and apologizing for intruding into her private thoughts, I paused with a
lump in my throat. She took my head in her hands, lifting it up, so she could look into
my eyes and said, "Joh-Jan I know it wasn't intentional, and there's nothing to apologize
for, in some ways I'm glad, you know how I feel."
Looking at me, she continued. "In fact, I think it's brought us even closer together as
sisters, and it may help you with your dilemma with boys."
"Oh? How?" I asked, wondering what she meant.
"Well, now you know how I feel about boys, and one boy in particular, so if you recall
that feeling and then look at boys in general, how do you feel?"
I thought back to the day spent with Brad, and then getting kissed by Sam, and those
memories made me think that maybe, just maybe I could accept dating boys. I had never
really had any close girl friends, none that I kissed anyway.
"Well, I must admit the idea isn't as repugnant as I'd thought it would be. Maybe, in
time, I might even consider a boy friend," I replied, giving her a hug.
"Let's sleep on it for now okay?"
I jumped into bed and tucked my long nightie round my legs. Cathy giggled and tried to
pull the blankets off me, but I started to tickle her, which ended with her doing the same
to me. I found out the hard way that girls' bodies are far more ticklish than boys'.
When I woke up, I found myself spooned against my Cathy's body. I gently eased
myself free and went into the bathroom to get ready. As I was finishing Cathy walked in
buck-naked. I glanced at her, and then turned back to what I was doing. If she wasn't
embarrassed then I wouldn't be either. She looked at me fussing with my hair, and asked
if I needed any help,
"No," I replied. "I think I have it sussed," I explained as I finished pinning my hair up.
"Yes you have," she said, grinning. "It must be my expert advice."
"Yeah, right!" I retorted, flicking some cold water onto her bare body.
Cathy squealed and dashed into the shower, sticking her tongue out me as she closed the
door.
I smiled as I finished, and left to get dressed.
By the time Cathy came downstairs I had put a breakfast together and was waiting for
her. Mom had already gone to some club activity, or so Julie informed me, so it was just
the two of us for breakfast. After Cathy was finished we drove off to pick up her friends.
Neri was our first passenger, and then Kim. Deb was last, squeezing in between Neri and
Kim in the back seat. During the drive to school we got a few whistles from a car full of
boys as they sped past. Neri yelled out, "Jerks," and made a remark about their
combined intelligence being lower than today's temperature. We all laughed.
Coming to school was a little different from the previous day, and I wasn't hassled by my
old "friends," although I did see them in a huddle, looking towards me. I shrugged off
visions of them planning revenge and I went into class.
When we entered the classroom we found out that the teacher was giving a pop quiz, in
preparation for the midterm exams next week. When I looked at the quiz I saw that,
although I hadn't had time to get up to speed on the current lessons, these questions
would not give me much trouble. I had been though all this only a couple of years ago.
As we where doing the tests Cathy was checking to see if I was having any problems, but
I thought I did pretty well, all things considered. I might not get an A, but my mark
would certainly be above a C.
The rest of the day went the same way, with more tests and more reasonable marks, I
thought. At lunch Cathy asked how I was doing.
"Okay," I replied. "Don't forget, I was an above-average student."
"Yes, but 'Jan' wasn't. I wonder what they'll think about your marks. Jan wasn't exactly
the studious type," she laughed.
"Well, I'm not going to worry about that," I told her, adding: "I'll need good marks to
get any sort of reasonable job. I have to make up for Jan's lack in that department."
After lunch it was back to the grind, but there was one amusing incident in science class.
There was a discussion about types of clouds, and the teacher asked if anyone could name
them. Most of the students had their hands up, and the teacher was asking different
people for their answers. As most types were named the hands went down, until all the
cloud combinations had been named (alto stratus and nimbo cumulus). Then, as the last
hand fell, I put my hand up.
The teacher looked at me with a tired expression. "I take it Miss Carmichael, you need
the bathroom."
I heard some of the class sniggering.
"No sir," I answered. "I believe I have another type of cloud that wasn't mentioned."
"Oh?" He looked down at an open book. "I think we covered them all Miss
Carmichael." Then, seeing that my hand was still raised hand, he sighed and said, "Okay,
tell us about this other type of cloud you discovered."
Most of the class laughed.
"Noctilucent sir," I replied, with just a trace of smugness.
He looked up at me with surprise, then as he thumbed though his book. I informed him:
"They are the highest clouds there are, and are composed mostly of ice crystals."
At this he stopped looking and said, "You are quite correct. I'm quite surprised you
found out about those."
Suddenly the sniggering stopped and looks of amazement greeted me as I glanced around
the room. Cathy gave me a "thumbs up," and wasn't doing a very good job of hiding her
grin.
That's was one step in the right direction, I thought. I had just showed them I do have a
brain, and it might get me accepted as someone who wants to learn, not just past the
hours away idly.
After school Cathy came up and asked if I wanted to come home for dinner with her.
"Okay," I replied, "but I'll have to ask 'mom' first."
She laughed at that. "Doesn't it get confusing having two moms and two dads?"
"It does," I admitted, "but hopefully things will get a little easier when I get to know 'my'
parents,"
We got the other girls and set off. I used the car phone to ring 'mom' to tell her we I was
going. She gave her permission, but
told me not to be too late. "It's a school day tomorrow," she reminded me.
The other girls wanted to go to Cathy's as well. They said they had something to tell us
both. So we all went back to my former home. Mom gave us a big hug, then we all ran
to Cathy's room.
"Okay, what's the big news?" We asked the others.
"Well," said Deb, "we heard on the grapevine that there's going to be a couple of
vacancies on the cheerleading team, because two of the girls are moving away."
Oh boy! I thought. Why couldn't I get used to just being a girl, without the others trying
to trap me into cheerleading too?
I looked over at Cathy and I could see the pleading look on her eyes. I knew being a
cheerleader was one of her greatest
dreams.
"Okay," I agreed, "but I don't know anything about being a cheerleader."
"Oh, don't worry about that! We'll show you all the moves and the cheers," they assured
me. "We have two weeks yet anyway, but we need to get you fitted out for the uniform."
Someone produced a tape measure and the girls had us stand up while they measured us.
"Wow! You two are exactly the same size: 36c busts, 23 inch waists, 35 hips, and both
of you are exactly 5'7" tall."
"We have some spare uniforms that will fit you, so that's no problem," Kim told us, so
while Deb showed us some of the moves Cathy and I limbered up.
I started doing some squats and arm stretches, while I watched Cathy going into the
splits. I marveled at how limber my new body was, compared to my old one, and I
wondered, if I could do the splits as well. I sank down slowly and found that I could
actually do it without pain. I felt a weird sense of achievement. Here I was, doing
something extremely feminine in nature (excluding male ballet dancers and martial
artists) and yet I didn't feel it was demeaning. Instead I felt a quiet appreciation for the
suppleness of a woman's body.
After an hour or so we all went downstairs to get some snacks, then Cathy and I took the
others home.
Returning to my former home, we went into the kitchen to help mom with dinner. She
gave us each a pink apron to wear, then smiled as we looked at each other and grinned.
"This is the one thing I'd never thought I'd be wearing!" I said, toying with the aprons
frilly bits.
"Well you both look adorable," mom said with a smile. "Now come on, stop
daydreaming and help me.
"Daughters," she muttered, but I saw she was smiling.
After dinner, we sat in the lounge and talked about my situation. Dad was there and
suggested that, for the moment there was little to be gained by telling Jan's parents
anything. It could only hurt them, and I was beginning to know them enough to have
feelings for them, and I didn't want to hurt them.
After leaving mom and dad that night and driving 'home,' I was thinking just where I
was heading in this new life. For the moment school was my next hurdle, and I needed to
get good grades if I was going to get any sort of decent job. I hadn't talked to my new
parents about this, and didn't know if they had any plans for me.
'Mom' was waiting for me, as I entered and asked if I had a good time.
"Yes 'mum," I said, and told her about the possibility of me becoming a cheerleader. I
could see she was happy that, finally, I was starting to do the things 'normal' girls do.
"Jan, can we talk?"
"Of course mum," I said, looking at her and wondering what was coming.
"Well I know we interfered with your life years ago, and that led to you rebelling against
us with your attitude, and the clothes, and choice of company you ran with, and we regret
having done that."
"That's okay mum, I was very immature then and I never guessed how far things would
get out of hand," I replied, hoping she would buy this.
"Well," she continued, "we still find it hard to believe the changes in your attitude, and
the way you're meeting new friends. Your appearance has also improved so much, it's as
if we have a whole new daughter."
"You do mum," I replied truthfully. "When I nearly fell off that bridge my life flashed
before me, and I thought that was it. My rebellion had separated me from my parents, and
from life as well. So, that's when I threw away all my old ways, and decided to do
something with myself."
At that point I started to cry, partly for the waste of Jan's life, and partly because I had
the love of two sets of parents. 'Mom' took me in a hug, and started to cry softly as well.
"I'm so glad we have our daughter back, "she said, drying both our eyes with her hanky.
"Now, go upstairs and get ready for bed."
"Okay, mum," I replied. "Can you come up and say goodnight to me?"
"Okay, darling. I'll be up in 10 minutes."
I got into bed in record time (for a girl that is) and waited for 'mom,' thinking that some
of the things about Jan's life were starting to make sense.
The next morning turned out to be a repeat of the previous day until class started and the
teachers started to handout our exam results.
An 'F!' I couldn't believe it! No-way did I get an F!
I asked the teacher about it and her reply was that I got an F because I cheated.
"But I didn't cheat!" I cried.
"Well, getting such high marks this time when you usually get a 'D' tells us that you
must have cheated." She continued, "You'll find similar marks from your other teachers.
Since the results were so uncharacteristic of your normal work we all agreed that you
must have cheated. We have also rung your parents and they are on the way now, so you
may as well go and wait in the principal's office till they get here."
I tried to think of a way to get everyone to believe that I hadn't cheated as I walked to the
principal's office. What would 'mom' and 'dad' think when they heard this? Waiting
outside the principal's office was a new experience for me, since I never got into trouble,
as John. I felt the weight of the secretary's eyes on me as I waited in the outer office, and
her glare made me uncomfortable. I played with my skirt, checking to see if it was
straight, and teased my hair with my fingers, not realizing that I looked, just like any
other normal, nervous schoolgirl.
Suddenly I heard the knock that preceded my 'mom' as she entered the room. I feared
the worst, as the look she gave me was full of reproach at my supposed behavior. She
asked to see the principal and we were admitted and sat down. The principal told 'mom'
the results of the tests were A's and B's (my real marks) and then told her that they
concluded I had cheated in all of them, since my previous marks were only D's and E's.
'Mom' asked me, "Why?" in a voice that was filled with resignation.
"Mum, I didn't cheat," I said. "I earned those marks and I can prove it!"
"Oh? How?' They both asked.
"Well, if you give me any test, here and now, I can do it right in front of you, and you'll
see that I didn't cheat."
The principal looked at me and said, "I'm afraid we can't waste time just to prove
something we know is a lie."
I looked over at 'mom.' "Trust me this once, please!" I pleaded with her.
'Mom' looked at me and saw the pathetic expression on my face. After a moment she
turned to the principal.
"She deserves a chance to prove herself, and seeing that it will have a serious effect on
her grades, I demand a retest."
I went to 'mom' and hugged her. "Thanks! You won't regret this," I whispered.
"Okay young lady," the principal said, "you will do a test outside in the secretary's room,
and if the marks are the same as these last tests I will give you the benefit of the doubt
and reinstate your good marks."
The principal went to his desk and pulled an examination form from a drawer. He
handed to me and I looked it over. It was a chemistry exam. I sighed with relief. I
loved chemistry. When I looked at 'mom' I saw she had taken my sigh as an indication
of worry. I gave her a wink and sat down and started the questions. 'Mom' stayed
throughout my test, which fortunately didn't take too long, since I was well past this
stuff.
When I handed the paper in 'mom' looked at me and asked, "Are you sure you don't
need more time? You seemed to do that very quickly."
"No, it's fine mum," I replied. "Let's wait for the results."
Waiting for the principal to mark my questions was just as hard as waiting for 'mom' to
arrive. Finally, the principal entered the room with a look of amazement on his face.
"Miss Carmichael, I don't believe these results, but it looks as if you were telling the
truth and your results will be reinstated immediately."
"What did she get?" Mom asked, wondering what had amazed the man.
"She got an A plus," he replied. "This is the biggest turnaround I've ever seen," he
added.
When I got back into class Cathy asked me what happened, and quietly, without the
teacher noticing, I filled her in on everything. She gave the thumbs up and said, "Way to
go Jan."
After school I dropped everyone off and drove home, wondering what my 'parents' were
going to say about my test results. 'Mom' greeted me with a big smile and hugged me,
saying, "I never really expected you to do so well!" (She obviously had got hold of my
grades).
"Well mum," I answered, "I had to prove to myself, and to you, that I could do it."
"Whatever. I'm going to take you shopping for something nice, anything you want,"
mom told me with a smile.
"How about some CD's?" I suggested, thinking of the music system in my room I hadn't
even tried out.
"CD's? "Mom asked, looking puzzled. "No, I meant clothes dear, what every girl loves
to shop for."
"Oh right," I said trying not to show my disappointment. I thought of when I went
shopping as Cathy and realized I had to learn how to shop sometime. I guessed this was
as good a time as any.
I had a sudden thought. "Mum, can Cathy come too?" I asked.
"Of course dear, we can pick her up on the way. Why not ring her now?"
I rang Cathy, and she squealed in delight at the idea of going shopping.
"Oh brother dear, are we ever going to have fun!" She exclaimed.
"Yeah, right!" I muttered. "Fun for you maybe." I sighed and told her we'd pick her up
in a short while.
Ten minutes later we were on our way, with Cathy and I in the back of mom's car. We
went into several stores, and I tried to get in the mood by letting my mind drift back into
a 'Cathy' mode, and it did seem to make things better. I did learn a lot about choosing
clothes, too. Cathy pooh poohed some of the styles that caught my male eye as being too
blatant or not suitable, unless I was on the prowl for boys, and that brought up an
interesting question.
The idea of attracting the attention of boys gave me pause. Did I really want to be
attractive to boys? Was I ever going to be ready to date boys? Even perhaps, have
sexual relations with them?
I glanced secretly at one of the other girls in the fitting room. She was clad only in a bra
and panties, and I asked myself if she turned me on. After a few moments I realized that,
while she was attractive and would have had 'John' panting, she didn't excite 'Jan' in the
least. I just saw her as just another girl, and there was no sexual attraction at all. At that
moment I realized that, although the thought of dating boys seemed very strange to me,
my body might have a different opinion.
I shook my head slightly and returned to the present task of trying to decide which of the
lovely dresses I wanted. I spied a dress that looked identical to the one I had worn when I
was 'Cathy,' on the day of the picnic.
"That one," I said, pointing to it.
"Oh yes," Cathy agreed. "I love it!" She laughed and got it, and handed it to me.
"No need to try it on," I remarked. "I just know it will fit." I winked at Cathy.
I bought it, along with several pairs of stockings and two pairs of heels. Then we decided
to get something to eat. We found a small coffee shop and went in and ordered.
"Did you have fun?" Cathy asked as 'mom' went up and got a cake from the counter.
"Well, 'fun' isn't what I'd call it," I answered warily, "but I'm learning about clothes, and
that's something I do need to know."
I gave her a smile of thanks. "Just to show you my appreciation, do you want to go to the
movies tomorrow night? My treat," I added.
"Only if I get to pick which one," she said grinning at me. "Oh, and we have to wear the
same dress," she added, looking pointedly at my new purchases. After leaving the shop
and walking back to the car I noticed several boys looking at us, It looked like we had
caught their eye. They smiled at us, and I recalled my earlier thoughts about liking boys.
I looked at their bodies and imagined them kissing me. My nipples suddenly became
hard and I could felt a slight, but definite arousal. That convinced me that I was destined
to find out just what sex feels from the feminine perspective that is, unless I decided to
become a nun.
We dropped Cathy off and went home to meet 'dad.' I told him about my grades and
showed him my new clothes. He was duly impressed, and said, "If this keeps up I will
have a surprise for you."
I put my new clothes away and went down for dinner. Getting ready for bed (taking off
of makeup, and using all the different lotions on my body and doing my hair) was
beginning to feel almost normal, and the feel of silky, sheer nighties no longer
embarrassed me. They were becoming just another piece of clothing, though I enjoyed
the way they felt against my skin.
The next day I went though the now almost routine job of getting ready for school. I
noticed that the sensation of my breasts shifting round when I bent over or was just
walking wasn't as noticeable. I still felt them, of course, but they were part of my body
now, and I didn't feel so self-conscious about them. The extra weight on my chest wasn't
so bad while I was wearing a bra, as it supported them, and prevented most of the wobble
I felt when I was naked.
School was still a bit unnerving, and seeing the boys joking around with each other I was
reminded that I wasn't one of them anymore, and my interaction with them was
completely different. I was one of the girls now, and the boys tried their chat-up lines on
me continuously. I found it annoying to have to fend off their constant attempts, but
Cathy did her best to help by running interference for me while she brought me up to
speed on the techniques girls use to counter the boys' aggressiveness.
Strangely, I saw very little of Jan's old group of girls. They didn't try anything sinister,
and in fact they pointedly ignored me, which suited me just fine.
After school we, (that's is Cathy, Kim, Deb and Neri) practiced more on our cheerleading
skills, I found that Jan's more limber body, helped me do the more complicated moves. It
also gave me a feeling of connection with the body, as if this wasn't someone else's
body, this was MY body. Exercising it fully gave me a sense of it fitting me, and I was
starting to enjoy it as it moved to my thoughts, it felt like I belonged in it.
After dinner that evening I got ready to go out with Cathy. Looking at my gown I
thought it's a bit much just for the movies, but if it makes Cathy happy to be seen in
identical clothes, then I wasn't about to spoil her fun. Julie came and did my hair, and
helped me with my makeup, saying I needed to look beautiful. 'Mom' was impressed,
and told me to have a great time out.
I drove over to my old home and found mom waiting with a camera. She took my photo
with Cathy, and she said we almost looked like twins, except for our hair.
On the way to the movie we stopped for a drink at the local coffee shop, and I asked
Cathy what movie we were going to.
"It's a surprise," she said.
"Okay, then lets go." I urged.
As we walked to the car five guys wearing dark leather jackets suddenly surrounded us.
They grabbed our arms and dragged us around to the alley, keeping our mouths covered
with their big hands.
"We brought them both Nick," one of them said as we were hauled up in front of 'my'
boyfriend. "We weren't sure who was who, since they look alike."
"DUMMIES!" I said to the one with the black hair."
Nick replied caustically, "Oh well, now that we have them both she may as well stay and
see what happens to girls that cross me."
I struggled uselessly against the brute that held me. I found I couldn't move, then Nick
came up to me and kissed me brutally on the lips. I could see the terror in Cathy's eyes
as she too, struggled against her captor. Nick looked at us both, and said,
"Well don't we look elegant tonight? You needn't have dressed up just to meet me," he
sneered as he took out a knife.
My worse fears were beginning to come to life, as he ran the knife up against my breasts.
"Okay, now are you going to co-operate and come back to be with me, ----or do I need to
give you some incentive, whirling round and springing at Cathy, the knife held out.
"NO!" I found an almost hysterical strength born of adrenaline and sheer panic at the
thought of Nick stabbing Cathy. I broke free and arched my heel up back into the brute's
groin. I pushed Nick aside and ran to Cathy shielding her with my body.
"Oh it's going to be like that, is it?" Nick asked, as he watched the guy I'd kicked,
groaning and holding his privates. "I think I'm going to make sure no-one will ever want
to date either of you, ever again!" Then he came at us and as he brought the knife down
towards us I grabbed Cathy tightly, and screamed.
To be continued...
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