Chapter 2: Finally 16

Four years have passed since that day. Klara took a deep breath and picked up her bag. She rushed downstairs quickly to eat breakfast hastily.

"I'm finally 16," Klara muttered. "My birthday was a week ago and I needed to wait for the uniform to be delivered to me."

As Klara was almost done with her egg, she heard her phone ding. Digging it out of her pocket, she sees a notification from Shio. She opened her IChatte to see the message Shio sent her.

[ Shio: Yo Klara, should I come and pick you up to go to school? I can help with your luggage? ]

[ Klara: Don't worry. I'll be fine ]

"You can now finally go to the top school in the world located here in our country Ghana. A school where children from prestigious families all over the world can enter. Harven International School," A woman said boldly.

Before Klara was a tall Asian woman with short black hair and black eyes. She had a long scar on the left side of her face and had a crazy look of excitement in her eyes as she looked at Klara.

"You would show them that my experiment was not a failure," Hannah yelled before she hugged Klara. "However, you should have changed your gender. What if someone finds out? You know it's legal nowadays."

Klara wore a dark green uniform for boys. It had long sleeves and a pair of long trousers. And an insignia of the Harven International School. However, the way Klara had dressed she looked almost like a boy if not for her feminine features. She was around 5'4 feet tall.

"Mother, it's not an all boys school. It's just the course I want to do that only accepts boys," Klara stated with a straight face.

"But changing your gender would avoid problems," Hannah said nervously.

"Mother, I would be your experiment, I would do all the things you ask, and I would learn everything you offer. But one thing I won't change is my gender. I love being a girl and your words aren't gonna change my mind," Klara stated firmly.

"You… tch. Do whatever you want but if they find out it's your fault!" Hannah grumbled before she marches away.

"Do your best, big sister!" A fair boy in his teens with a pair of golden eyes like Klara said, raising both his hands cutely. He had short blonde hair and a cute face. He smiled at Klara even though he was in his pajamas.

"I will, little bro." Klara smiled before walking out of the house. She took in a deep breath before breathing out.

"I guess Sir Kevin has already asked for my stuff to be placed in a dorm," Klara muttered. She glares down at the message from Kevin.

[ Kevin: Sorry Klara, I couldn't get a private dorm. Most dorms in my school are made in a way students can socialize. So, you'll have to share a dorm with some boys. Don't worry, in each dorm everyone has a separate room. You just have to be careful, okay? (⁠◠⁠‿⁠・⁠)⁠—⁠☆]

[ Klara: I understand, sir. Don't worry- I'll be fine. ] Klara texted before opening an app with a car symbol on it. She orders herself a taxi and after a few minutes of anxiously waiting, it pulls up to the curb.

"Where would you like to go, sir?" The taxi driver asked.

"Harven International School please," Klara recited before the car started to move.

After a few minutes, Klara appeared before the pearly gates of the school. They are currently open to allow new students inside with plenty of security guards at their designated stations around the entrance.

Klara walked up to the gate carrying her backpack and stood in front of a security guard.

"Student ID, please," the man said with a deep voice.

Klara took out a green card with her name and other details on it. The security guard held a phone, scanning the ID before stopping.

The guard bowed, stepping aside to make room for Klara to enter. "Welcome to Harven International School."

As she entered the school, Klara noticed that the school was shaped as extremely huge rectangular buildings with embellished windows at each side. It reveals diligent students tending to their studies with thoughtful expressions.

'If not for the label at the front gate, I could mistake this place for a 10 star hotel mixed with a shopping mall,' Klara thought dryly, surveying the polished halls and intricate classrooms. Her eyes linger on the courtyard shining outside of the window. 'The school is so extravagant but also maintains its greenery and neatness.'

'Even though I missed the welcoming ceremony. I'm still allowed to come to class,' Klara thought gratefully, forcing herself to continue walking through the halls. There were barely any students since they were all having class.

Klara picked up her pace and checked her phone. [ Klara: Class A-1 ]

'Throughout these 4 years I have been exercising to give myself a muscular build. Unfortunately I wasn't able to become bulky but my body is toned. Even though it's still feminine, I'm glad I bought a fake muscle suit. With my make-up, artistic and design skills I was able to blend the muscle suit with my body,' Klara thought as she spotted ladies staring at her and some almost looked like they were going to drool.

'Success, I'm able to blend in as a handsome boy. Slightly uncomfortable but it would do,' Klara thought as she patted her chest and stood before the Class A 1's door.

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"Everyone, I would like you to welcome Klara Aswidu."

Klara walked into the classroom briskly but kept her elegant stride. She takes the time to give the class a cursory glance, noting that there are only about 15 students which makes her number 16. They all sit on lavishly designed chairs and tables. Not a speck of dust could be seen in the wide classroom.

At the corner of the walls were two AC's which were inside the walls and we're blowing cool fresh air into the class. There were windows at the side of the class which revealed the beautiful garden beside it.

The fair blonde-haired teacher is dressed in a luxurious suit and smiles kindly towards Klara to continue the introduction. "He's a scholarship student whom you would be having classes with," the teacher said and Klara smiled at her, causing her to blush.

"OMG! He's so beautiful," some girls squealed in joy.

One of the male students' sneers, leering towards Klara as the girls chitter. "Doesn't that sound like a girl's name?"

"Who cares you're just jealous," A girl spat back.

"I hope you can all treat me nicely," Klara said with a smile which captivated everyone.

'Sons and daughters of rich people from the business world. My step into building trustworthy relationships. Pawns to help me achieve my goals,' Klara thought as she glanced through everyone.

The boys wore a green shirt with long sleeves, while girls wore a long green dress with beautiful flowers on it. And both genders had the school insignia on their chest.

Kevin's words flashed through her mind. "Remember, Klara, people aren't pawns. Make good friends."

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