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FORCED TO BE A PRINCESS
🕑 Added 2022-11-21 09:00:05 +0000 UTCI am Peter and I am 15 years old boy, who visits Priston High School. From an early age, I was quite a shy boy and I didn't have many friends at school. Especially among boys, I was very unpopular. I was a shy boy and most of the boys weren't my friends, because they thought that I was an outsider. And I kind of was an outsider. But on the other hand, I had one big advantage. My only friends at school were 2 girls, Susan and Kate. They were so nice to me and they were really the two best friends I had. Of course, a lot of boys were envy, because Susan and Kate were very beautiful girls and I was spending a lot of time with them. But I never felt something romantic among us. I was just happy to have two very good friends and I didn't mind at all, that my only friends were girls. They even persuaded me to grow my hair long and they were practicing making the hair on me. It was and I liked that. But one day, there came something, that I wouldn't expect at all.
One day, we had history class and I had to say, that I wasn´t a master at history at all and neither was Kate or Susan. We were happy to get C on every test, but today was a nightmare because we were writing an online test on a topic, which we didn't know at all. The topic was England and its culture during the reign of Queen Victoria. And as you could expect… it was just terrible. There were 50 questions and I was happy to know every 10 questions and that was good enough just for F and that I couldn't afford. It would completely mess up my average mark and I would have a problem with applying to a college later with this bad average mark. And Kate and Susan had the same problem and they probably knew even less than me. The test went terribly and as you could guess, of course, I got F and so did Kate and Susan. That was too bad and we had to do something about that…
“We all got F from that stupid test!” said Kate and she was annoyed. “I just don't get why we have to learn about some culture in England…!” She was pretty much angry and I got that. I was angry too, but what could we do about that… The test was over.
“We need to fix our marks and our average!” answered Susan and both girls looked at me and Susan asked me: “Don´t you have some idea? We just can't have F on the test and you know, that we are unable to learn that topic, so we need to fix our marks in some different way!”
“Yeah… because I won´t study for several hours some stupid culture!” I said and I was annoyed as well. I could already see my mum, how she is telling me that my college hopes are ruined, because of my laziness to learn. She would be kind of right, but there has to be another way to improve our average mark from history.
“Yeah… exactly!” agreed on both girls. “We need to figure out how we could get a good mark without learning!”
“Yes… I would do absolutely anything! But just no learning!” I added and if I just knew, how important this sentence was… I just wished that I had used completely different words, but now was too late to change anything. What is said is said and we gotta move forward.
“Exactly! No learning!” said Kate and she was with Susan trying to figure out how we could get some good marks without learning. And then I suggested the most stupid idea, I have ever suggested, because if I knew, what happened after that, I would have never said that thing.
“We could do a group essay on that topic and we could make it interesting and show some culture from that age! That could help us a lot!” Kate and Susan liked that idea a lot. It was a good idea and it could be a real opportunity to make our marks better and get a better average, which we needed for college.
“That's a brilliant idea!” said Kate and she was happy about that. “That could save all of us! You are the gold head, Peter!” complimented me Kate and I was really happy in that moment. My idea could save me and all my friends. We just needed to have this approved by our teacher, so it was our next phase.
We went to see our history teacher and we asked her if we could take this essay in the group for this topic. Of course, it was quite clear why we took this topic, but our teacher was really nice and to my surprise, she was quite OK with that, but there was one little thing that made her worried.
“You know, my students,” she said when we asked her for her approval. “It is really nice topic, you chose…. But I would be glad if you choose a more specific area in the culture in England during the reign of Queen Victoria. And you have so many options here… But one topic would be very nice because it was never taken from students and it would be great if you could make it. I would raise your average mark a lot if you could take that, but it has to be brilliant!” said our teacher. She was an older woman and she was really into history, but just right now, she sounded very excited about our essay and we didn't even know what area or topic she thought of. But even now, we were completely decided to take that topic, because she said that she would raise our average mark a lot.
“And what is the topic?” I asked and I was very curious. But maybe I shouldn't have been.
“Fashion during the reign of Queen Victoria!” answered our teacher and she could probably see my little disappointment on my face. I would do every other topic, but fashion…. OMG… What are we going to do? I guess that we had no choice, but to take that topic and be grateful that we could raise our average.
“The fashion?” I asked again our teacher and she was even now obviously looking forward to it.
“Yes my dear Peter! The fashion! Imagine those fluffy and rich dresses… that were so beautiful and pretty!” said our teacher. Well… that wasn't my cup of tea at all, but what could I do… I mean what could we do. I looked at Kate and Susan and they weren't happy about that either. They were imagining much more actions than just talking, about how were people dressing up during the reign of Queen Victoria. But as I said we didn't have many options so we were happy to have some topic and the rest will be on us. Our teacher was almost yelling with joy when we told her that we were taking this topic. She is probably a total nerd into this historic fashion and we could make her happy if we are going to have it really good. But that was a question! How do I make a good essay and an interesting essay about fashion? That wasn't easy at all and we had to figure that out.
We were going from our teacher´s office and we were quite disappointed. We were expecting some good and interesting topics, but this… this is going to be pretty hard. We have to make it excellent to impress our teacher, but how are we going to achieve it?
“We need to do something exceptional!” said Kate and she was thinking a lot about that and so was Susan. “I suggest that we meet today afternoon at my home and we will figure something out. Because now at school, it is futile to try to figure out something good!” And Kate was right. We need a calm place to think about it and school definitely isn't a calm and quiet place to think about essays.
So right after school, we all went to Kate´s house and we started to think about it. We googled some interesting facts about fashion and we wrote that down and we made a PowerPoint slides about that but we thought, that it still wasn't good enough.
“Ehm… we need something more than this!” exclaimed Kate after working a few hours on those slides. We all were pretty exhausted, but all felt that we needed to make something really special. But all my ideas were gone and even when I tried to think as much as I could about something which could help us, I couldn't figure anything out. But luckily, we had Susan and she was a very creative girl… I don´t know if that was lucky for me, but it was still good at this moment. The problem was, what she told us:
“I have it friends!” almost yelled Susan, when her idea came to her mind. We all bombarded her with questions, about what idea she has and she told us: “We all will be going there dressed in the clothes from that era. We will go to the costume shop and we will borrow some costumes there and we will present our essay in costumes from that age!” Wow… I have to admit that it was a brilliant idea and that it could help us a lot.
So we didn't waste any time and we went to the costume shop. We entered the shop and to my surprise, there were quite a lot of dresses from that age and we immediately asked the saleswoman if we needed some costumes from the era of Queen Victoria. The saleswoman looked at us and she said:
“For you girls, it will be no problem. We have plenty of dresses here to choose from!” Then she looked at me and she said: “But for you… I am afraid that I have nothing…” And this was quite a nail in the coffin for us. I have to wear a costume as well. It would be pretty embarrassing if Kate and Susan had costumes and I would be there just in my reg clothes. Kate and Susan were almost ready to leave and go to another costume shop when the saleswoman said the worst thing she could say. She looked at me and she said:
“But when I look at our man here, he could easily fit into some dress here. He is thin and could play the princess as well!” I thought that she can't be serious right now and I wanted to defend myself immediately, but Susan and Kate started to giggle and they said, that it is a perfect idea. I looked at them and I asked them:
“Are you serious? I can't wear a dress!”
“Oh you can Peter!” giggled Kate and she added: “You are such a cute boy and if we give you some proper underwear and makeup, nobody would think, that you are a boy!” Yeah… they meant that seriously and I guess that I had no choice. I had to improve my average marks and if this is going to be that way, I had to undergo it.
Kate and Susan chose their dress in a few minutes and then came the most embarrassing moment for me. They started to pick dresses for me and I had to try them on. The saleswoman became very interested in it and she helped Susan and Kate pick a dress for me. At first, I had to try a really princess blue dress. I had no idea, how to put it on so Kate and Susan had to help me. It took quite a while before I was fully dressed in the blue princess dress. And OMG… that was a strange feeling! It was so soft and smooth, but… still, it was so weird for me. I have never worn a dress and this was my first time. When Kate and Susan saw me fully in this dress they started to laugh and giggle and I don´t blame them… I knew that I had to look very funny.
“You are so adorable and cute Peter!” giggled Kate and she took a photo of me. Then I had to try even more and more dresses and after all, they picked up the first blue one for me. I didn´t know if I should be happy or not.
So now it was decided… We had to present our essay in front of our class tomorrow and I really nervous about that. Imagine, that I will have to go in front of the whole class in a blue fluffy dress… That imagination was really … something…. that I am not sure if I want to experience. But the girls were so happy and they were obviously enjoying that idea. They told me to come before our class to Kate´s home for the dressing-up. I had no option and I went there to prepare myself for one of the most challenging days of my school.
I came to Kate´s home and I rang the bell. In the second, Kate had opened the door and she said:
“Oh hello, our princess Peter! You are expected!” Even that was quite enough for me, but for the good average and for my hopes for college, I really had to undergo this and pretend that I enjoy it as well.
I came in and the worst was just expecting me. Kate and Susan were already dressed up in the costumes and I had to admit that they were beautiful. I hoped that the same I will be able to say about myself when I will be ready. Kate and Susan were sooo excited when I entered the room and they immediately started with my makeover. I was just a passenger there.
“Soooo Peter! I will need you to put this on!” said Kate and she handed me blue satin panties and a blue lacy bra. And before I could protest, she told me: “And no questions! We all need to improve our average so just do it!” And she was kind of right. I went to the bathroom and I put on my panties and bra. But I struggled a lot with a bra because I had no idea how to put it on. And then came the funniest part of that. Kate and Susan put the dress on me and that took probably five minutes… It was a struggle again, but I was finally in the dress, but it still wasn´t over.
“Awww! He is so cute in the dress!” exclaimed Kate when she looked at me… I wasn´t sure about that and I felt quite nervous in the dress.
“And we need to give him some makeup!” said Susan and before I could say anything, she started to apply makeup on my face. She put full makeup including mascara, eyeliner and fake eyelashes on my face and in the end she gave me bright red lipstick. I looked completely like a sissy boy right now… They weren´t really afraid of anything. I was standing there in the dress and full makeup and Kate even made my hair curly, so I really looked like a princess. When we came in front of a mirror, I saw three beautiful princesses there. I was shocked about my look, but I had to admit that I became a beautiful princess. I liked myself and it was a strange, but amazing feeling. It was nice… They made me look beautiful… Now, our chances for a better mark in history were a lot better… I became a princess because of that… And I became a beautiful princess.
After that brilliant makeover, we went to school and if you could just see the faces of the people when they saw three princesses in the old style dress. And nobody even though, that in the one dress was a boy. And the surprise of our teacher, when she saw us…
“Oh my Goodness!” she yelled and then she asked: “Which one of you is Peter?”
“It is me!” I said and I pointed at myself. It was one of the most embarrassing moments. Our teacher looked at me properly and she said. “Such a lovely boy! Boys should wear more dresses and skirts, don´t you think so?” And of course, Kate and Susan agreed and they giggled and laugh every time when they looked at me. But it was worth it after all because our teacher was so happy about us and about choosing the essay, that she gave us an A and suddenly our average in history was saved…
I had to wear a dress, and makeup and Kate even made to wear high heels… Everybody considered me a girl, but… it was worth it and it was fun after all. Kate and Susan were really amused and they told me that we have to repeat it again. They had such fun when they were dressing me as a girl… And who knows… maybe I will do it again… sometimes...
