58 -TV FICTION CLASSICS

BORN TO BE

A DAUGHTER

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seat, I noticed everyone checking out the 'new girl'. Every nerve in my body was on fire and I swear, I've never been more nervous. I did calm down a bit when no one seemed to suspect I wasn't what I appeared to be. For the life of me, I don't know what possessed Daddy to think I could look and act like a teenage girl!"

"The teacher arrived and I nearly dropped through the floor. He was Mr. Almond, my senior advisor! I couldn't believe he was now my home room teacher. I was deathly afraid he would recognize me!"

"Good morning, class," he greeted us cheerfully. "My name is Mr. Almond, and I'll be your homeroom teacher this semester. To help us get to know one another, I want each stand and tell us your name and the activities you

of you enjoy."

I was ready to faint when Mr. Almond said, "I see we have a new student. Please come to the front of the class and tell us your name, dear."

"I slowly rose and did as instructed, my shaking knees made my skirt sway back and forth. Looking down, I became completely aware of my lipstick and painted fingernails. 'Hello, my name is B...Barbie Anne Reynolds. I. . .I spent the past two years going to school in Germany, and I. ..I'm new at this school. Looking around the room, I saw all the kids looking at me, but I didn't see recognition on their faces.

"Barbie, you look familiar. Have we met before?" Mr. Almond asked.

"N. . .no sir," I squeaked.

"Uhm...you look familiar, but I must be mistaken,” he pondered with a puzzled look on his face.

"I was near panic, fearing he would recognize me, but when the next student rose, the crisis quickly passed. I couldn't believe it! I was actually passing as a fifteen year old sophomore coed! How could that happen?"

"I somehow regained control of my wits as time passed and no one made any suspicious comments. The rest of the hour was spent handing out class schedules. When Mr. Almond handed me mine, he gave me a long searching look. He was obviously trying to remember something. Suddenly the bell announced the end of the first hour."

"After making my exit, I leaned against the hall wall and emitted a deep sigh of relief. I noticed my breasts tent my sweater, my blond hair lying against my shoulder, and my skirt swinging about my smooth legs. 'I did it!' I sighed."

"Hi, my name is Diane. . .Diane Smith," a girl came up

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"Barbie, this is Amy," Diane introduced me to one of her friends. Ted's knees shook as the girls completely accepted him as one of them.