“Vera…I know this is a shock, but this is all I can do for now…you know you can handle it…and it will save me a lot of money.” I stared at my dad still holding a drawn out gasp “Eric…but…uggg….” I dropped my head in my hands “Oh…Eric…Did didn’t already enroll me in the school did you…?” He gave me a sympathetic look, it made me want to throw up “Vera please…no one has to know you’re a girl…just…hide yourself. All of the other kids in the foster have been sent to schools…and” I cut him off “Yes, but not one of them had to go to a school with only the opposite sex!” He sighed lifting his head “Vera, you’re seventeen…the youngest in the home…and since you have no relatives to support your costs I had to find the cheapest place I could for you to get a thorough high school education. I just happen to be good friends with the principal of the school…and he said he would give you a room with your own lock, own shower, own sink, everything, and for a lower price…please do it for the foster home.”

I snapped out of my daze, as the breeze blew the door shut behind me. “Oh…great…yeah my own everything…” I hissed glaring around my dorm room. Of course it had its own bathroom…a large set of cubbies in the corner of the room to hold stuff…but two beds. I sighed, on either side of the open window on the second floor of the two room building…were two beds…for two people. I had a…roommate.

Slowly I made my way to the cubby putting my large suitcase in one of the slots.

It didn’t take me long to unpack my stuff, and I was sure to zip my suitcase back up hiding all of my more feminine clothes. I took out my laptop and sat in on the desk between the two beds, right before the window. The desk was divided so that each person had a half to use, and there was already a laptop on the other side.

I stuck a charger into it and plugged it up to the wall, taking out my radio afterwards along with a set of disks. The campus was beautiful, and the warm breeze that flooded through the window gave of a pleasant scent.

Yes, my name was Vera, age seventeen, and as you can tell, I was really in a big mess. I was sent to that back stabbing foster home at age thirteen after my adoptive parents were killed, and since I had no family left I had to find a cheep place to learn, and here it is! It was hard but, I finally managed pulling off a look that looks at least somewhat like a guy. My dark brown hair was tied messily up in a bun, a hat over it. I was wearing REALLY baggy clothes to hide my figure, which was hard, because I had a very curvy figure. I didn’t a have a problem with piercings, tattoos, or makeup, because I never used any, and my face never really needed any makeup in the first place. As for voice wise…well I would just have to deepen my tone a little.

I stretched back in my chair, nearly falling when the door was thrown open. “Yeah, man seriously that girl was hot.”

“Darian…it was just a picture.”

“No, but seriously man I want to meet her and”

“You can stop there.” When we finally came into view of each other, I was leaning back on two chair legs, in a stretching position. The first one was wearing a baggy shirt, and short sandy blonde hair. He was a little short, but still pretty cute, but I kind of ignored that, well until his friend walked in. His friend was HOT, and I nearly fell back on my chair leg. He was wearing a tight sleeveless shirt with a black long fingerless glove that stopped at his elbow. Around his other hand was a strange series of binding straps that wound up his arm halfway to his elbow. He was wearing baggy cargo pants with hanging belts, and they covered his combat boots. His hair was a pure chocolate brown, and was shaggily laid over his eyes, one of which was blind, so it was a deep palecolor the other a dark gray. “Oh the new roommate!” I let the chair legs fall back down on the floor. “Oh, sorry…I didn’t know I had two roommates.” The blonde one, Darian grinned happily “Yeah, man I heard we were having another student today!” I stood up lazily, trying not to make eye contact with the tall one. “Yeah…just for this year though.” The taller one chuckled “You’re only a junior?” I could have just fallen at the sound of his voice right there. It was amazing. I nodded “Yeah, I’ll leave when my dad gets enough money to change schools.” Darian opened his arms “Yes, another partner!” The taller one walked past him “Keep asking for hugs and all of us will start thinking your gay.” He laughed “Well if I go gay you know who I’m going to call.”

“You sicken me.”

“That’s what I’m here for!” He glanced back at me “Oh, yeah I forgot to introduce myself, I’m Darian, and this is our special honors senior Mr. Trai!” I glanced over at him trying not to tilt my head like a girl. “It’s just Trai…ignore him.” *Trai…a nice name*

Well so far so good I met two roommates, we all introduced ourselves, and I finally got unpacked, hiding my women’s ware in the very, very, very bottom of my suitcase and behind the cabinet, including my razors, and hair ties. It wasn’t hard to convince them I was a guy. I switched out my fruity shampoo and conditioner with guy *ugh I thought it, itsmelled horrible* shampoo, and conditioner. I didn’t have to change my computer screen, it was already a skull…I don’t think they would suspect anything. I cut the tips of my hair into layers when I put it up so it wouldn’t look long. I even went through the trouble of wearing guy deodorant and not putting lotion on my hands. Yet no matter what Eric told me, I WAS NOT GOING TO STOP SHAVING, I COULD BE GAY, I DON’T CARE BUT I WAS NOT GOING TO LOOK LIKE A GORRILA!

“Hey, Trai what do you think about the new roommate?” He shrugged flipping the page of a magazine, while sitting on the cabinet top “Don’t know…I think he’s gay.” Darian gave him an odd look “Why? I know Alex is kind of a girl name…but I don’t think I’d call him gay.” He flipped another page in the magazine “He moves like a girl…he’s either gay, an amazing ballet dancer or he’s a girl.” Darian leaned back in the chair “You really creep me out sometimes.” Trai chuckled slightly “Well I’m not the one who collects girl bra’s from every girl he’s with and puts them behind the cabinet.” Darian glared at him before shooting stubbornly out the window “Actually I moved them last week…there under the bad, in that car board box, and those are my trophies.”

“No there not.”

“You want me to show you?”

“Then I guess you missed a few.”

“What do you mean?”

“I’m not touching them, I don’t know what kind of girls you’ve meet.” Darian rolled his eyes approaching the cabinet and moving it back, thenremoving a black lace bra “Hey…this isn’t mine, wow nice design and size though…I think I’d like to keep it.”

“Who does it belong to then?”

“Wow…wait…you don’t think that gay guy.”

VERA'S P.O.V.

He was cut off when I walked into the room brushing my teeth. I shut the door behind me, and dropped the toothbrush right out of my mouth when I saw Darian holding up that black bra I had so cleverly hidden. Not good.