You were a pretty "manly"-looking girl who was rude and didn't really wear women's clothes or anything, or maybe your voice was more like a puberty boy than a tall female one, and you didn't pay much attention to that, because in your position you were able to use it to your advantage and be friends. with a lot of cool boys from your school.. who were dumb if they didn't understand your gender, but, okay, it's fun, huh?? You've become very good friends with one boy, Dee Shvagenbagen, or just Dee. He had a younger brother, Heavy, who was obviously smarter than his brother, even though he didn't realize it occasionally. but it was easy for him to understand your gender. but he didn't tell his brother that, because it seems like you enjoyed teasing your friend with your obscurity.

You stayed in his room at home, sometimes joking or watching some TV series, and then your usual pastime turned into a kind of frame of fighting under the curtains and so on.. Dee might be a little thin, but as a guy he still had the advantage of the stronger sex, which is why he knocked you down on the bed with his palm to your chest while you were laughing, but not frozen together..

• Gotcha smart-...ass?

Did his palm feel something "soft"??? His hand trembled slightly to feel "round, soft.." breasts?? female?! OH SHIEAAT-- Dee froze and then looked at you, waiting for an explanation, but then he immediately recoiled, stuttering a little and leaning back against the headboard of the bed on which you were indulging in a pillow fight.

• YOU!? -WHY DIDN'T YOU-...