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A Better Solution Than Divorce - part 15
By Jennifer Allison
Vanessa
Ever since I talked with my Aunt Hillary all I could think about was
how she could help me. I knew surgery couldn't help, also letting me
dress-up and treating me as a boy wouldn't help since I would still
have a girl's body. It was after ten when my parents and Aunt Hillary
walked into my room. The first few minutes were spent having everybody
say they were sorry along with a lot of hugging and kissing. Finally
Aunt Hillary got down to the nuts and bolts.
"Vanessa how would like to live in a man's body for a month?" she
asked.
"A Month!" I said. "How can it be for a month? The surgery is permanent
and the only other option I know of I will be still be in this old body
of mine."
"There is a third option," she answered. "So if you could do this would
you try it?"
"Yes I would," I said. "But I do want to know more of what you have in
mind?"
"It's simple," She replied. "A mind swap."
"That can't be possible, can it?" I asked.
"Yes it is," I told her. "I been doing it for over ten years. Helping
families stay together."
"I don't see why any boy would want to swap with me," I sounded a
little down hearted.
Aunt Hillary just looked down and smiled and then said. "Someone has
already volunteered."
"Not you dad?" I asked.
"No, it isn't me," Ben said. "I would, if I was allowed to, but I am
not."
Aunt Hillary must have seen the look on my face, "That is one of rules.
No swapping between any parent and their child."
"When can we do it?" I wanted to know. "Today!!!"
"Not so fast. We need to have the four of you together to work a few
things out first and then have your family move out West where you will
live during the swap."
I then asked another question I needed to know. "Will I have to switch
back?"
"I can't promise you anything, but that will depend on you, your folks
and Randy." Aunt Hillary told me.
"Randy, is that the boy's name?" I asked.
"He isn't a boy, he is a twenty-four year old man," She said.
"Why a man? Why would he want to switch with me?"
"Eight years ago Randy and his sister switched along with their
parents," Aunt Hillary told us. "Randy's sister wanted to switched
back. So, as of right now, he is like you in some respects. He too is
trapped in the wrong body."
"So what do you suggest about how we handle this?" asked Martha.
"To meet, talk and spend some time with Randy," replied Aunt Hillary.
"Get to know him. There is one thing that will be best for all that are
concern. During the time Vanessa and Randy are in each other's bodies.
The four of you should live in the same house. If Randy lives by
himself, someone might try to take advantage of a fourteen year-old
girl if they don't know the truth."
I then said, "I have a picture of Randy in my head. He stands between
6-2 to 6-3 and around 190 pounds,"
"I am sorry, but you're out of luck there. Randy stands 5 foot 4 and
weighs in at 120 lbs soaking wet."
"Could you have picked someone just a little bit bigger?" I asked.
"Vanessa, you are not the only one with this problem. Randy has been
dealing with his for eight years. This way, I help both of you at the
same time."
"So what is happens after the switch?" I wanted to know. "Does this
mean I get to miss school?"
"No such luck. You will have to attend Tolerance Junior High School as
an eighth grader in Randy's body. While he will be teaching in the high
school in yours."
"Won't that cause a bit of confusion?" Asked Ben.
"No, it won't. As of right now, I have six sets of brothers and sisters
attending the Tolerance school system in each other's body. There is a
boy who will graduate this year in his sister's eleven-year-old body.
While she attends school in his eighteen year-old body."
"Don't the townspeople have a thing to say about all this?" asked
Martha.
"Before my program, Tolerance was a very small step away from becoming
a ghost town," Aunt Hillary told us. "My program has brought businesses
and people to the town. Even the two doctors in town are part of my
program. Before Dr. Blaylock arrived, the nearest doctor was seventy-
five miles away on a two-lane road."
"The town is happy and the people of my program are happy. Over 50% of
them have stayed on after they swapped back. Also the ones who decided
not to swap back find it is a lot easier to live in Tolerance."
"I find it hard to believe people would decide not to switch back,"
said Ben.
"What if I don't want to switch back?" I needed to know.
"Like I said before," Aunt Hillary replied. "It isn't just your
decision. Your folks, Randy, you and I will have a say in the matter."
We continued to talk for another hour before Aunt Hillary finally had
to go to her office. Before she left, she gave me Randy's e-mail
address and I gave her something in return.
Wally Claxon
After the first tackle dummy drill Brad walked over and told Tommy and
myself something very important. "For the rest of the football season
we, the side betters, will play like we have all season. Any other
time, the two of you no longer exist."
Where once Tommy and I were class leaders, we are now the class
outcast.
We spent most the week after the incident trying to find out who the
two girls who volunteered to switch with us are. This all stopped the
following Monday when Mr. Brown confronted Tommy and myself in hall
between classes. "I heard you are trying to find out who the girls
are?"
I didn't like the sound of his voice.
"Stop, or would you like to spend more time in their bodies."
This week Tommy, the side betters and myself found ourselves on the
back burners on the rumor circuit. Mr. Wolf had left Tolerance Saturday
morning and no one had seen him since.
Martha
I had known for two days Randy Wolf was coming, but I was not ready for
the person I met at the front door.
"Martha Bream, I am Randy Wolf," The person standing on my front porch
announced.
I had expected someone more feminine looking. Randy looked more like
Tom Selleck and Burt Reynolds.
Randy saw the confused look on my face and cracked a joke. "Appearances
can be deceiving."
I knew right then and there that the program was the best thing for my
family.
We spent most of the week before our move packing and talking. I don't
know what the future will bring, but one very important thing has
happened. My family, for the last couple of years, has never really sat
down and talked with each other. But that has changed and so here we
sit, with an almost complete stranger, doing so. Another major point is
we aren't just talking but we are also listening to each other.
Vanessa and I did go out shopping, especially after she found out about
Randy's feminine wardrobe. "When I am in his body, I don't even want to
see anything feminine." she announced.
Randy Wolf
You can use your imaginations about the look of my first period class
when I walked in as Vanessa. A few of the students didn't figure out
something was different. One even said, "Hey kid you are in the wrong
school."
"This is my class and for the less bright students of mine, I am Mr.
Wolf," I announced.
A very loud, "WHAT!!!" was heard.
"Let me explain," I said. "A young girl was in trouble and Dr. Knox ask
me if I would switch with her for awhile."
I knew, just from the looks I received back from the students, that I
had to explain more. "I have expressed interest in trying to see the
other side, but I had no one to do so with. Also, since I wasn't a
minor, I wouldn't need my parents' permission."
"What about the girl?" one of my students asked.
"She attending her first class here at Tolerance Junior High," I
replied. "One other thing, I would like you to refer to me as Miss Wolf
please."
"Will the switch be permanent?" asked another student.
"That is still up in the air." I answered.
Author's Note: I will refer to Randy Wolf as Vanessa Wolf from now on
Vanessa as Randy.
Randy
It was my deepest and dearest dream come true. I was attending school
in the body I was meant to live in. I didn't care that I stood 5 foot
4"and weigh in at 120 lbs All I cared about was that piece of equipment
between my legs.
My parents wanted to come with me the first day, but I finally talk
them out of it. It helped when Dean McLean volunteered to help me.
Walking down the halls, I didn't really feel out of place. The only
thing out of place was my face. It was that of a twenty-four-year-old
man. But, the rest of me fit right in with everybody else. My first
stop was the Principal's office.
"Vanessa, Dr. Knox explained your situation to us," He started the
conversation.
"May I interrupt for a second?" I asked. "My name is Randy and that's
the name I would like to be referred to as."
"Certainly Randy," he replied. "There will be no special treatment for
you. You will be treated as any fourteen-year-old boy attending this
school. You will be required to attend gym with the boys and use their
locker room. We have had over a hundred students that have switched
attend this school, so most of the students have seen it all before."
"That's all I ask for," I told him.
"I have checked out your schooling. You have meet 95% of requirements
for the eighth grade. With a little help from the teachers, fellow
students and tutors we should have you up to a 100 before the end of
the school year."
"Hey, I met all the requirements at my old school," I told him.
"Not according to your records. Your old school covered up for you.
Here, there is no cover-up and each student is required to attend
class, do the work and pass each of their classes."
"Is this because I am a boy?" I needed to know.
"No, certainly not. Ask any student, from those in Dr. Knox's program
to those whose families have lived in Tolerance for generations."
In every class, I had to hand the teacher a note, who then read it to
the class explaining my situation.
By lunchtime, everybody in school knew that a week before I had been a
girl, but it didn't matter to anyone. I was being treated like any
fourteen-year-old boy.
I didn't want to miss a day of gym, so I brought my gym clothes with me
the first day.
And I LOVE it.
Wally
Our last football game was last night. Tommy and I are heading east for
the last part of our punishment. To tell you the truth, we are looking
forward to it.
If any of you readers have gone from a class leader to class outcast in
a 24 hour period, you know what Tommy and I have gone through. The rest
of you can use your imagination. To give you an example, before the
dance, people used to gather around me to listen to what I said. Now,
when I try to join a group around someone else, the group will break up
and leave me standing there by myself.
Tommy and I knew we would never get back all of that we lost because of
one stupid mistake. We just hope that we get a third of what we lost.
We both realized what we did was wrong. This mistake simply didn't ruin
our lives. With the help and understanding of everyone involved, I have
accepted my punishment and will make sure that anything like this will
not happen again, if there is anything I could do about it. I promised
Jennifer, when I apologized to her I had promised her that if I ever
had a chance to stop something like what I did from happening to
someone else I would.
With all the help I received, I was able to sign a letter of intent to
play football for a major university.
End of part 16
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