I'm a Girl Undercover in An All Boy's School novel Chapter 16

He looked at me carefully, "Bowling with just the two of us," he said slowly, making sure he understood and I nodded.

"Yeah! I mean you can invite your friends if you want," I told him and he quickly shook his head.

"No, it's okay. Just the two of us sounds fun," he said and I smiled causing him to stare at me for a minute, a long minute. "I'll drive," he said and I shrugged.

"Sounds good to me. Let's go," I said dragging him toward the parking lot. We got into his small Volvo and headed to the bowling alley twenty minutes away. "Now, I just want to forewarn you. I absolutely suck at bowling and I'm probably going to get killed, brought back to life and then killed again. I guess I should've asked you beforehand how good you really are because now it's going to be completely awkward if I can't even make it five seconds without getting it in the gutter. You know what? Maybe we should go do something else like get ice cream, go out to dinner, anything but bowling," he said.

I put my hands up. "Eddie, Eddie!" I yelled, cutting him off.

"You'll be fine. I suck at bowling too, don't worry," I reassured, causing him to sigh in relief.

"Let's get started then," I said smiling as we went to pay for a lane and get our shoes.

Eddie stared at me for a minute before nodding his head. "You're not a guy," he said shaking his head and I paused in my steps to the counter.

"Sorry, what?" I asked and he pursed his lips staring at me, walking all the way around my body.

"You're not a guy," he repeated. "You're definitely a girl," he said and I felt my heart stop. "I'm not judging. I mean that's fine with me. Is it a transgender thing or?" he asked genuinely curious and I bit my lip, shaking my head.

"My mother thinks my dad is cheating and asked me to go undercover to find out," I said in my normal voice, cringing at how bad this probably looked. He stared at me for another solid minute before bursting out laughing.

"Definitely the craziest thing I've heard yet, but I believe you," he said smiling widely and I couldn't help but want to hug the ginger-headed boy. "Why are you here with me now? Shouldn't you be spending all your free time trying to find out?" he asked and I nodded.

"I mean yes, but I'm not spending my first year of college spying on him. He's a teacher, he spends majority of his time grading papers and going to meetings. I never wanted to do this, so I'm enjoying the college life. Although, if I was myself I'd probably be out partying like crazy right now, but I wouldn't have met you, so I'm thankful. I can see us being good friends if you can look past this," I said giving him a hopeful smile.

"What is your real name?" he asked.

"Claire Martez," I said and recognition of the name immediately showed. He put his arm on my shoulder and looked at me,

"You'll survive, but you really have to let some hair grow on those legs," he said and I cringed at the thought.

"Yeah, I'd rather be made fun of for shaving them. Trust me, I already gave up getting my eyebrows done," I said and he rolled his eyes.

"Girly girl or tom boy? I can't figure you out," he said and I shrugged with an innocent smile.

"I'm not really sure anymore either," I said taking a bite of cheesy fries we ordered. I jumped up from my seat and pointed at him dramatically. "That's it, I have an idea. We're joining a bowling league," I said and he snorted.

"Yeah right. We can go bowling every week, but we're not joining any type of league. I like myself at least that much," he said rolling his teeth over his lips, a habit I noticed he had when thinking. I thought about it carefully.

"Fine, every Monday. Bowling here at six o'clock," I said firmly and he got up, handing me a ball.

"You're on."