Snow Day

 Took a try at making an image with AI for a caption. I think it turned out cute. 

Sydney was scared and worried, usually

her schoolbus picked her up to take her to

the Ahlberg Academy an hour after her

former classmates were taken to the

public school, but Sydney headed straight

out the door and locked it behind her

before even checking to see if the snow

had affected the day's schedule. So here

she was, locked outside in her boots,

pleated skirt, uniform blouse, and

sweater. If she had known she'd be stuck

outside she would have brought some

tights or leggings. But the cold was the

least of her problems.

The reason Sydney was enrolled in the

Ahlberg Academy, a controversial school

that specialized in turning rebellious or

troublesome young men who had no

desire to get their act together into

productive, if shy, young ladies, was that

as a boy she was caught trying to sneak

into the girl's locker room during gym to

steal some panties. She was forced by

several of her bullies, all of whom denied

it and had parents rich enough to keep

their names clean. After Sydney was

expelled, the Ahlberg Academy offered a

free ride to capitalize on the public case.

This was Sydney's only option to get her

diploma with her Aunt's limited resources.

So now instead of gym, Sydney takes

gymnastics. Instead of shop, Sydney

takes sewing. Instead of digital

photography, Sydney takes cosmetology.

She hasn't interacted with anyone from

her old school, afraid to after the girls

calling him a creep and the guys

threatening him for trying to turn them in.

So now here she was, locked out of her

house while her Aunt was out of town

while everyone from her old school had

the day free to wander the streets.

Maybe they wouldn't recognize her she

hoped... Maybe they'd think it's just some

girl overdressed. She could spend the day

at the library, her legs were freezing, the

hormones and laser hair removal made

her so much more sensitive to the cold...

So she would be warm and could work on

her report for her homemaking class. But

as she approached the building she was

the same jerks who get her into this mess

taking turns licking the flag poles. She

quickly changed course but they began to

shout about the cute chick running down

the sidewalk. She ran in a huff, a lot of

this girlhood stuff she had grown used to,

but knowing that some big scary brutes

were eyeing up her thighs and maybe

more as her skirt floated in the crisp

winter air.

But a car pulled up along the icy sidewalk

and told her to get in, Sydney recognized

Maxi, one of the girls who had told her

she was a sexist creep and a pervert

before she went away, but anybody would

be better than these creeps.

Maxi assured Sydney, who continued

trying to hide her face with her hair that

the meatheads were harmless and

wouldn't know what to do with a girl if

they caught one. Sydney mumbled in

agreement and asked to be dropped off

around the corner, but Maxi insisted on

taking her home, it was no big deal.

Sydney saying she was locked out was

enough to make the girl's identity click in

her head. Sydney begged to be let out.

Maxi informed her that the boys

confessed, bragged rather, that they had

gotten their favorite bullying target to get

expelled AND turned into a girl. Maxi told

her that the girls felt bad and had no more

hard feelings toward Sydney. None of

them she'd turn out so gorgeous.

Maxi told Sydney that nobody was home

at her house, so the two could catch up, if

Sydney is comfortable with it they could

make it a regular thing on weekends.

Sydney breathed a still nervous, but

calming sigh, the day she'd felt most

terrified since the first day at the

Academy where she was stripped of all

masculinity, she was making a new friend

and finding acceptance with someone

who wouldn't look at her twice. Maybe the

school was making her life better.