Oh hell no.

Running seven miles is clearly something you would hand out as a punishment. “No, thanks. Have fun. I just got here and have so much to do.”

She smiles, “Okay. I’ll see you after class then. Bye.”

You wave and she heads out. “Bye.” You close and lock the door. You are alone. You have the whole apartment to yourself for several hours. Hmm, what to do. You spend a couple of hours unpacking and putting away your things. The closet is huge, your side has less than a third as much clothing as hers. Her clothes are actually quite fancy.

Next step obviously is to get logged into the computer and tablet and get everything logged in together. You pull open the computer and arrive at a welcome screen that instantly clears everything up and your heart sinks. The first line reads simply, “Welcome ladies to Saint Mary’s College, one of the last all girls schools for higher learning in the country. We are proud to count you among our alumni.”

“Oh shit.” You sit there staring at the screen for quite some time reading and rereading the welcome letter. Finally adding, “Well, I guess that’s why they think I’m a girl. So now I either play along, risking getting kicked out, or tell them the mistake and instantly get kicked out and have to go to another school and hope they still are willing to give me a scholarship.” Saying it out loud is dreadful. You climb down the ladder and hit the bathroom. The wind blown look has actually made you look a bit girly, the total lack of facial hair definitely helps, not to mention your arm and leg hair is rather light. “I suppose I could shave my pits.” Looking in the medicine cabinet you see Vanessa has a cute pink razor and a bunch of girly smelling soaps and lotions. She also has a bit of makeup, though it is obvious she doesn’t really use much, a bit of eyeliner, lip gloss, and a few colors of nail polish. You shake your head and sigh. “So what, shave?” You ask your reflection. At 5’7” and skinny as a rail, you admit you aren’t exactly the most manly guy in the world, and yes if you let your hair fly around you have heard the occasional “hi miss” comment from time to time. But stay at an all girls school. That’s stupid, right? “Hell.”

Well do you?

Shave the pits, ignore the rest.

Shave the pits, privates, and try a little makeup.

No shaving, but a little makeup won’t hurt.

Screw it, go tell them the mistake.