"SCHOOLING IN SKIRTS"

SCHOOLING IN SKIRTS

By Kymberleigh Richards

NO PART OF THIS BOOK MAY BE REPRODUCED WITHOUT THE WRITTEN PERMISSION

OF THE PUBLISHER.

PUBLISHED BY SANDY THOMAS

P. O. BOX 2309

CAPISTRANO BEACH, CA 92624

THE QUOTE-BOARD

Corset's Law:

Most things are easier to get into than out of. Then again...

K.R. to Cinnamon

who showed me why some girls

adore feminine boys.

CHAPTER ONE

Last September, the day after Labor Day, I walked onto the campus of MacArthur High School, just like I had on the first Tuesday of September the past three years. The lamb returning for another slaughter. You see, Daniel Nichols was pretty much the official campus outcast. Not even the nerds wanted to be seen with me. I suppose I'd brought it on myself ... after all, I wasn't what you'd call a snappy dresser. Not because I WANTED to look like a total jerk; things had been pretty tough after my parents and twin sister were killed in that plane crash the summer my before my freshman year. The only relative who could take care of me was my older sister, Kathy, and her job with the school district didn't exactly make us rich. So I came to a new town and started high school with essentially the same clothes I'd worn in the eighth grade. And it didn't take long for everyone to figure out that I hadn't bought new clothes for the new school year. So there I was: The new kid, starting in a new school, no old friends around, and no one wanting to be a new friend.

Well, the next three years could have been described as "pure hell", but that would have been the understatement of the decade. About the only thing I had going for me was a superior intellect, which, while further alienating those who might have been my friends otherwise, did manage to bring me to the attention of most of the faculty. Actually, since the MacArthur coaching staff considered me to be the