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“Fuck these heels,” Vic Fuentes mumbled as he adjusted himself to walk comfortable in the 4 inch hot red heels that belonged to his close friend, Maria. Vic wondered why girls have to torture themselves by wearing such things.

Not to mention that out of all days, God had chosen that day to be windy which cause the dark pink skirt he was wearing to lift up, revealing a little bit of his thighs, whenever the wind was blowing. Not just the skirt and heels were the problem; the wig he was wearing was problematic too.

He regretted accepting the challenge.


Vic was comfortably playing the video game at the living room with his little brother and his little brother’s boyfriend cuddling on the couch. Vic didn’t mind having them around although Vic had to admit that sometimes, whenever they’re doing ‘couple’ things, it sickened Vic.

While he was too engrossed in playing the game, he could hear the couple behind him giggling and snickering, which annoyed the hell out of Vic but he continued to focus in his game and tried to win against the other player that was challenging him.

“You sure, babe? I don’t think he could withstand it though,” and giggles again. Followed by chortles and a few whispers and then giggling again. Vic couldn’t hear what they were saying but Vic swore to God he heard his name being mentioned in their unimportant conversation.

“Just imagine him walking in a skirt.”

Irritated, Vic put down his controller – not caring whether he will lose to the challenger or not – and glared at the couple. The couples, though, were oblivious at the daggers that Vic was throwing at them but eventually shut up when they turned to see an infuriated Vic staring at them as if he was ready to murder them.

“Alright, what the fuck are you guys talking about?” he snapped.

“Nothing, just nothing,” Mike answered nonchalantly as his hand was rubbing Tony’s arm, calming him down as Tony shrunk, scared at the mad Vic.

“I fucking swear you guys said my name. What is this shit about?” Vic asked angrily.

“Alright, alright, take a chill pill,” Mike mumbled and then adjusted his seating position as he wanted to explain it to his older brother. “We were talking about cross dressers and Tony thought you could pull off as a girl perfectly but I think otherwise. So we were discussing about that matter and decided that you are too cranky to be a girl and people would notice you have balls easily.”

Vic blinked. Then his gaze shifted to Tony.

“Did you guys really talk about that?” Vic asked. Tony only nodded.

Although it sounded absurd, Vic's lips formed into a smile. “But what if I say I can be a girl?” Vic began, suddenly he had the feeling to challenge them.

“Nah, that’s impossible,” his brother answered.

“Do you want to be proven wrong, Michael?”

“Sure, I do,” Mike said nonchalantly. Mike knew his brother couldn’t do it. In fact, why would he? It was just plain stupid and super dumb. “But then, you have to do everything a girl do. Shave your legs, talk softly and shit. And oh, make sure to go walking down the street with killer heels and no one must not recognize you.”

“And what will I get for proving you wrong, dear brother?”

“You can sell my drums.”

While the brothers were arguing and having an intense staring contest, Tony just sat there beside Mike, holding onto Mike's shirt while mumbling, “I don’t think this is a good idea.”

To Vic, selling Mike drums might just be the best thing ever because Mike would usually play drums whenever he was trying to read and it was just hard to read when your little brother is hitting the drums loudly.

“But what will I get for being right, Vic?” Mike asked.

“Oh, I don’t know. Maybe you can take my room?”

And to Mike, having Vic’s room is just amazing because Vic’s room is three times bigger than Mike’s (because Vic is the apple to their parents’ eyes and that actually explains everything).
“Challenge accepted.”


Tony had suggested that Vic did not need the wig as Vic’s hair was already long enough and he had curls too. But Vic insisted that he wanted a wig and a chestnut coloured hair so that was why he was wearing the troublesome wig.

Vic even applied two layers of lip gloss that he had borrowed from Maria, causing her to feel very curious as to why Vic was borrowing her heels and also lip gloss. But she didn’t expect him to borrow her skirt, shirt and purse too.

And now, Victoria was walking down the streets, trying to walk comfortably in the heels that were killing her, and prayed to God that nobody noticed because she knew secretly, Tony and Mike was out there, spying on her because as Mike had said ‘no one should recognize Vic’ and they just wanted to see it for themselves.

No one gave a fuck about Victoria though. The street wasn’t too crowded and so far, nobody noticed that he was actually a girl with penis.

He went inside a café and ordered a latte, with a tone higher than usual and thankfully the cashier didn’t notice anything weird about him. Vic was gifted with a soft, squeaky, cute voice that made him mistaken as a girl by strangers so it wasn’t hard for him to disguise as Victoria Fuentes.

She sat down on one of the tables, waiting for his latte to be served. Her phone vibrated so he took it out from his friend’s purse and read the message from Mike.


✉ 1 new message
from: mike
Wut r u orderin? Tony wnts an espresso
n I wnt icecream but we dnt wnt to enter café


Victoria rolled her eyes, closed her phone and she didn’t bother to buy her brother and her brother’s boyfriend anything. The waiter came and served her latte and she drank it happily because she was pretty sure he would sell Mike’s drums no longer after this.

As soon as she got out of the café, she began to enter shops that were attracting her eyes. She even got onto the shoe stores and tried a few heels with the shopkeeper’s guidance. She had received a lot of compliment for her ‘nice legs’ and ‘beautiful hair’.

And secretly, Vic was happy to hear the compliments because he got through a lot when they were waxing his legs and the wig was just too hard to handle.

Vic had spent his day as Victoria happily. When the instruments shop caught her eyes, she immediately got inside of it because of two things a) guitars and b) to check how much they would buy Mike’s customized drums set.

The store was loud as soon as she entered. A pop song was blasting from the speakers and Victoria actually liked the song. There were a few customers at the counter so she decided to look around before asking the cashier about the price.

She went to the guitars section and stared at it for a long time. Mike had broken his favourite guitar the week before and believe it or not, Vic actually cried about it. So she just stared at the selection of guitars that were soon to be hers when she sells Mike’s drums.

The green one caught Victoria’s attention.

But other than the guitar, something else also caught Victoria’s attention – the man with a very weird spiky hairstyle who was standing beside him, just smiling and staring at him.

Notes

yay! first chapter is up.

i hope i don't confuse you guys though. but just in case you are wondering why i use Victoria and she in this chapter – it was because Vic is dressed as a girl therefore Victoria is mentioned. Vic and Victoria is the same person but uh, Victoria is like Vic's alter ego??? idk

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