It was Monday morning and the first day for Peyton and Kimberly at their new school. Kimberly's parents opted for a private school hoping that there will be more discipline and an overall better learning experience for the girls there. Being a private school, there was a required uniform for all students. The girls had a simple knee length black skirt while the boys had a long black pants and both wore the same polo t-shirt with the school's name printed on the back and were required to wear plain black sneakers. There were three optional colours in each polo - white, red and blue. Both Peyton and Kimberly had two in each colour.

Kimberly was already dressed and ready sitting at the dining table with her parents waiting for Peyton to come for them to have breakfast together before going their separate ways.

As Peyton descended the stairs, pulling and tugging at her skirt in discomfort, Kimberly burst out in the most obnoxious laugh she could have mustered. She slapped the table with one hand and held on to her stomach with the other as she let her laughter rip through her. By this time Peyton had reached the dining table with her face twisted as she was clearly upset.

"Hell fucking no!" She exclaimed when both of Kimberly's parents let out their suppressed laughter joining Kimberly as they too held on to their stomachs.

Peyton slammed herself down on the chair as she glared at her three new family members. "I thought family was supposed to support you not make a mockery of you!" She huffed as she crossed her arms over her chest and continued glaring at the three of them.

After another two minutes Kimberly was finally able to sip some water and speak, "I don't think they've ever seen your legs..." she said as she pointed to her parents.

They both shook their heads in amusement.

"And the sun definitely has never seen them either." Mrs Dexter laughed.

Peyton pouted, "they're not that bad!"

"Have you seen the colour of your legs compared to the rest of you?" Kimberly asked with a huge smile on her face.

"Oh hush! It's not my fault this school is exposing my precious goods!"

Mr Dexter burst out in laughter again, "those are your precious goods?!"

"Leave my legs alone! They're suffering enough stress having to be exposed, they don't need you guys making fun of them too. Can we just eat?"

It took the three Dexters a couple minutes to compose themselves before they were able to join Peyton in eating breakfast.

Since the move and living with the Dexters Peyton has begun eating a bit more. She still doesn't eat much but at least she eats a small breakfast and a small lunch. It's a start and Kimberly was very proud of her.

Halfway through the meal Kimberly began snickering again, "have you even ever worn a skirt?"

"No. Well, I mean until I was four and started demanding to chose my own clothes my mother dressed me as she liked so, yes, I have worn skirts and dresses; just never as my own choice."

Through a small laugh followed by a snicker Kimberly said, "well, it suits you."

The three of them began laughing again but Peyton was not going to take it silently this time. She picked up a piece of sausage from her plate and pushed it in Kimberly's ear. Kimberly swatted her hand away, "hey! What's that for?"

"Being annoying."

"What about them?" She pointed to her parents.

"I'm not dumb. I'm not going to attack them with my food. They make living possible for me. I'll just pout and glare at them. But you, I can harass you all I want because it seems you're already doing the same to me. Payback's a bitch." Peyton smiled triumphantly at Kimberly as she put the last piece of her toast in her mouth.

They were soon done with breakfast and Mr and Mrs Dexter left for the hospital leaving Kimberly and Peyton to clean up the dishes and make their own way to school.

They had offered several times to give the girls a lift to school but they both refused. Walking to school together was their tradition and they weren't about to change things now.

"I'll be back." Peyton announced as she dashed off up the stairs.

She came back down two minutes later feeling much more comfortable than she had been all morning.

"Hey! Where the hell did you get that?"

"I bought it." Peyton announced simply. "I went to the school and bought two last week."

"You know you're gonna get in trouble for that right?"

Peyton waved her off and picked up her bag, "you ready? Let's get going. We don't want to be late."

She proceeded to begin walking to the door leaving Kimberly staring at her in disbelief. She mumbled to herself, "I cannot believe you went and bought the boys' uniform. You're gonna be in so much trouble..." as she picked up her bag and followed Peyton out the house.

As they walked Peyton glanced at Kimberly who was obviously still not liking the idea of her wearing the boys' uniform. "Oh, come on Kimmy, you really see me wearing a skirt all day in a public place? It was bad enough at home with you guys."

Kimberly sighed heavily, "I know it's uncomfortable for you but sometimes you've got to follow the rules boo."

Peyton shrugged, "I'd much rather get in trouble for being myself and comfortable than be ridiculed for how I look because I'm conforming to the rules and uncomfortable."

Kimberly had no counter argument for her or at least she didn't see any as being worth it. Peyton would always find a justification. It is damn near impossible to argue with Peyton sometimes.

The walk to school was short, only ten minutes so they were soon staring at their new school and all the students making their way in the building as they spoke animatedly with one another.

"Well, they look friendly..." Kimberly said in an attempt to psych herself up for whatever was in store for them.

Kimberly began walking again but she was stopped by Peyton who grabbed hold of her arm. "What's wrong boo?"

"I'm nervous. I really don't know why though..."

"Maybe it has something to do with the fact that you're wearing the wrong uniform and you'd get in trouble on your first day?"

Peyton shook her head as she finally met Kimberly's eyes, "no. I'm not worried about that. It's something else. I don't know what though. I'm just really fucking nervous."

"Good nervous or bad nervous?"

"Nervous nervous..."

Kimberly took hold of Peyton's hand and interlocked their fingers, "don't worry boo. I'll be with you every step of the way. We're in this together."

"Except for when we have different classes..."

"Yeah... well... we'll find a way to make it through. Okay?"

Peyton nodded and they both made their way onto the school's compound. Peyton still could not shake the nervous feeling she had. She honestly could not tell why she was feeling that way. New things, places and people never had this effect on her. It's almost as if something is going to happen she just could not determine whether it was going to be a good thing or a bad thing.

Both girls already had their schedules and locker assignments so all they had to do was find their way around. The school was not very big. As a matter of fact, it was almost half the size of their old school so getting around and learning the lay of the land was not going to be a very difficult task.

"Hey, you guys new here?" A very peppy girl greeted them as they entered the school building and were trying to figure out which direction they should go to find their lockers.

"It's showing isn't it?" Kimberly asked with a tight laugh.

The girl returned her laugh but only a more hearty version, "yes it is. Plus, this school is so small you could spot a new person from a mile away. Do you guys want some assistance?"

Kimberly nodded with a more relaxed smile, "yeah, that would be awesome." She showed the girl their schedules and locker assignments.

"Oh, cool, you're close to me!" She cheered then directed with a flick of her hand, "this way."

They walked in silence until they got to the lockers. "So, this is you guys." She pointed to two unlocked, neighbouring lockers, "and this is me!" She high fived a locker three doors down from theirs.

Kimberly said her thanks and nudged the thus far silent Peyton who just nodded in the girls direction. They began packing their lockers when the girl returned. "So, I'm Casey by the way."

Kimberly turned and smiled, "I'm Kimberly and that's Peyton." She nudged Peyton once again.

Peyton turned, gave Casey a half smile and a small wave.

Casey bit her lip before asking, "you're a girl right?"

Peyton just looked her in the eyes before unintentionally letting her eyes travel down and back up Casey's body. She looked her in the eye once more and surprisingly Casey was not phased nor was she disgusted by Peyton's blatant act of checking her out.

"So... are you?" Casey asked again.

"What do you think?" Peyton asked making her voice sound as husky as she could manage.

Casey blushed as she shrugged, "I... I'm really not sure..."

Peyton stepped forward so she was directly in front of Casey. She proceeded to take one of Casey's hands and place it against one of her breasts holding it there. Casey, in a state of shock, made no move to remove her hand. Peyton maintained a straight face and in the same husky tone asked, "does this clear things up for you?"