Will hung her bag on the hook. School was halfway through and things were going really strangely. She was slowly getting used to things, and thus far no one had really noticed anything wrong with her, but she’d managed to breeze through her morning lessons with no difficulty in fact, rather enjoying the simpler mathematics and basic spelling. It was rather invigorating.
“Will!” A girl shouted running up to her in the corridor. “I’ve been searching for you all lunch.”
Will turned, seeing another young girl her own age in the school uniform, a mid-length skirt and blouse.
“Oh hi” Will said, confused. Without any prior knowledge she’d been fishing for snippets of information on people as secretively as possible. Last thing she wanted was to alert anyone to what had happened. The girl looked back at Will, a little taken aback at the simple and blank retort.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah” Will quickly responded. “Just a little off”
“Are you going to be alright for the next lesson?” She asked, raising an eyebrow.
Will paused for a moment. “…Yes”
“Great!” She replied grabbing her hand and moving away from the corridor.”
“Wait!” Will said as she was dragged away. “Where are we going?”
“To the gym, of course. Its P.E.”
Will struggled against the pulling girl, but it was little use. Despite the initial shock, she knew the girl was telling the truth, and P.E. was indeed the next class. The thought of changing with the other girls, into her gym kit, was disturbing. Will was not a paedophile, and with her own body it was clearly not an issue, but it still felt very wrong to the Teenage boy still inside her.
The changing room was crowded, and fairly unspectacular, with pegs for clothes and an array of benches. What drew Will’s attention more was the young girls, all her age, only 8 or 9 years old, in various states of undress. One girl in nothing but her underwear and training bra, the others heading that way. Will gulped as she turned to face the wall. It was awkward enough, but now she had to join them, and despite her size, her female body still embarrassed her.
“Are you okay Will?” The girl asked. Will spun round, clutching her gym shirt to her chest instinctively.
“Umm yeah” She stammered in a reply. She darted her eyes about hoping for something anything to help her. Luck was on her side as the girls gym bag was close by, proudly professing her name to be Christine. Will gulped for a second before continuing. “Sorry Christine, I’m still feeling off.”
“No worries,” She replied taking her own clothes off, further adding to Will’s discomfort. “I’ll let the coach know.”
“No, its okay.” Will said turning back to face the wall and quickly pulling on her own gym shorts. “I’ll be fine.”
The lesson went off without a hitch. Will was grateful for a lesson where she was on par with everyone else. A few simple exercises, some basic games. It was actually quite relaxing. No sooner had it begun though than it had ended, and despite it all Will was quite sad about it. The coach was quite fulsome in her praise of Will as well.
The second session in the changing room was fairly uneventful. Will, now fairly comfortable seeing the girls in their gym kit, and she and Christine actually struck up a conversation.
“So you’re coming to my sleepover next week?” Christine dropped in as they headed for the school gates. With the day drawing to a close Will was actually enjoying her new friendship. The question however caught her off guard and left her speechless. “Will?” Christine probed, curious about the hesitation.
“Urm… yeah” Will replied faking a response. “I’ll ask my mom about it.”
“Great!” Christine said, with a huge smile. “I’ll see you at school tomorrow”
Will was, for what seemed like the millionth time in the last 48 hours, utterly shocked. Sam was going to be babysitting her that evening, which was a good excuse for a catch-up, but right at that moment she needed to be alone, in her 8 year old girl’s body, just to take in everything that had happened, and her future under the current circumstances.