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Tammy True
Part 1
My Flight into Hell
Or
Why I Hate Airports!
By Angel
I've always looked forward to the end of school, that is,
until 2 years ago! That was when my mother got it in her
head that my summers would be better if I spent them with
my Aunt Megan, her older sister. My mom, Ms. Greta Cert,
gets very busy in the summer and flies off at almost
anytime and never knows how long she will be gone. From the
beginning of June until the end of August I might see her
for a week, total. She is a computer crisis
interventionist, whatever the hell that is!
All I know is every summer, I got sent off to camp. Not a
cool camp either! You had to learn shit at these damn
camps! I mean, I'd just got out of school and I didn't want
to learn any more crap until September! Well, I put my foot
down and threw the biggest tantrum fit anybody had ever
witnessed. I mean I really went all out, screaming and
crying, kicking and even throwing some stuff. That was 2
years ago. My mom finally realized I hated these camps and
came up with an alternative.
I would now spend my summers with Aunt Megan. Crap and
double crap! Her older sister, Megan Cert, who had no kids
and lived in the weirdest town in the whole world! Get
this, the town's name is 'Santa's Hideaway' and it's a
tourist trap in the extreme. This place celebrates
Christmas year round! It's miles away from anywhere and
that's how they get people to come there. Exit 77 took you
right into town. The last town was at exit 12 and the next
one was not until exit 130! Both of these towns are small
and the big city is over 300 miles away! I was trapped and
there was no way out. At least I wouldn't have to learn
stuff all the time and I'd have my own room, sort of.
The biggest drag was the lack of a library or even a damn
pool! The one thing the town did have was a community
center, if you could call it that, a combination meeting
hall and anything else that was needed from Monday to
Saturday. On Sunday it was all Church stuff, several
visiting preachers would come and do a service. From 7:00
a.m. on the hour until 12:00 noon and then it was 'Church
Social' time. Everybody brought some kind of food or desert
and all you could do is sit and be social! Man I hate
Sunday! All dressed up and you had to be real good or else!
The only cool things for kids to do, were at the bowling
center. All the other stuff was crafts and dancing junk.
I didn't deserve this! I'm a good kid, 11 years old and
haven't ever been in any real trouble. I get very good
grades in school. I am quiet and a loner for the most part.
I don't want to be, it's just the other kids think I'm
weird. Well shit, I am weird! 11 years old and only 4' 3"
tall. I weigh 68 pounds and look like I belong in 2nd
grade! I hate myself! I try to fit in, I really do! I mean
I wear the coolest stuff I can find and that's not easy,
having to shop in the little boy's section! I got my ear
pierced and have the coolest stud in it, a skull with a
snake threaded through it's eyes.
My mom got really pissed at me, about that! I have to
admit, I can only wear it when she doesn't know. I change
it on the way to school everyday. I mean, the one she got
me to wear sucks! A stupid small diamond! Not only that,
she made me grow my hair out just because I dyed my black
hair with red streaks. She actually took me to her
hairdresser and made me get it all dyed back to black!
Shit, midnight brunette they called it! The lady said I had
to let my hair grow out and then she would cut out the
color leaving my natural hair color. Crap, that is my
natural hair color! The brunette part anyway, so why do I
have to let it grow out? GEEZ, grown ups are so stupid
sometimes!
Okay, so this is how it all started 2 years ago...
So here I am at the damn airport with my mom and these
jerks rip apart my bags! I mean they took everything out
and only put a few things back. SHIT! My 3 pocketknives and
even my watch that had a tiny knife attached on a chain had
to go. My studded belt, vest, 3 pairs of pants, 4 shirts
and my favorite hat had to go just because the studs were
pointy. Those jerks even took my cowboy boots just because
I put those studs in around the heels! That was most of my
clothes right there! I like the looks of pointy studs and
did put them on most of my clothes. Hey, the big kids would
leave me alone when I wore that stuff. So now all I had was
2 pairs of red jean cutoffs, 3 stupid red tank tops and 4
pairs of my Calvin K's briefs my mom always got me.
I wanted boxers, but my mom insisted I wear these stupid
skimpy, colored briefs! I mean they didn't even have the
flap in them to take a wiz! Boy's bikini briefs, GEEZ! She
even packed the ones with stupid designs on them. I mean
they aren't even cotton they are made of this stupid nylon
crap. She must have been on a red kick or something because
everything I had left was red, just my briefs had other
colors. She didn't even pack the black ones, all that was
there was white with red circles, green with yellow diamond
shapes, blue with yellow stripes and the worst of all, she
called them her favorites, mauve colored with white
squiggles. Mauve? They sure looked pink to me!
Geez! One of the jerks is a woman and of course she had to
check out my briefs! She even held them up and looked at me
and winked! SHIT! Could it get any worse than THAT? Oh
yeah, the pair she held up the highest and even shook them
out? You guessed it, the damn mauve pair! My mom smiled at
her, I just wanted to run and hide. Oh man, I have to take
off my sneakers now! Stupid studs! Okay, my mom is running
to one of those little shops in the airport to get me a new
pair. I tried to tell them they were black plastic studs,
but it didn't matter, I had to leave them. SHIT!
Okay, they stuffed my few remaining clothes back in the
suitcase and the lady came over to me and patted me down!
GEEZ! What was I anyway? A 4' 6", 68 pound terrorist? Oh
Shit! I forgot about the plastic studs on my belt loops.
"No way lady, I'm not taking my pants off here and that's
that!"
What the hell, I have to go to the back with her and I am
now in a room with just me and her. She hands me a pair of
my red shorts and demands my pants! Oh Shit! So I give her
my damn pants and now I look like a dork! What? No way am I
giving up my hair clip! So what if it's pointy, I need my
hair clip! Oh Shit! I really do look like a dork now!
Man, this floor is cold! I wish I wore some socks today.
Shit, I didn't even pack any and it looks like my mom
forgot, too. Oh well, my aunt will get me some.
So here I am standing here in bare feet wearing red cut
offs and a bright yellow T-shirt with my favorite band's
name and logo on it. "Heart Breaker" the best rockin' rap
group around. I could do without their stupid logo though.
It was a big red heart with little cracks in it that you
can't really see too well until you look really close. One
of the few T-shirts I have that my mom actually approved
of. Okay, so now my long hair is free and comes down past
my shoulders. What a sight I must be! GEEZ!
Somebody is knocking on the door. The lady opened it and
there's my mom. "Oh no! I can't wear those sneakers!"
"What? That's all they had in your size." That figures,
once again my small size has me wearing little kids' stuff!
"But mom, red sneakers with that stupid yellow bird?" Not
the big one either, the one that is always getting that cat
in trouble. GEEZ! Now I really look like a dork! I look
like a little kid, damn it!
At least my mom is using my favorite nickname, 'TC'. No,
the 'T' doesn't stand for that, my name is really stupid. I
was named after my mom's father, Tambert. Stupid name, huh?
Tambert Cert. That's why I like being called TC. A few of
my friends call me Tam, but my mom often calls me Tammy. I
hate that! My Grandma calls me Tammy all the time and so
does my aunt! My Grandpa just calls me T.
Finally we can leave and I can board the plane. Just in
time too, the plane is scheduled to leave in ten minutes!
My mom walks with me and has me sit down in the waiting
area. She goes up to this lady and starts talking to her
and points towards me. The lady smiles and they talk some
more as the lady starts writing something. The lady joins
my mom as they walk over to me.
This crazy lady starts saying the strangest shit I ever
heard to me, she says, "Hi Tammy, your mommy has told me
this is you first time on an airplane and she wants to make
sure you are safe and taken good care of. Your stewardess
is named Cindy and she will take care of you when you board
the big airplane. We have a rule that all minors have to
wear a nametag so I made one for you and I will stick it on
your pretty shirt. That IS a pretty shirt you are wearing
Tammy. I bet you are a real heartbreaker."
With all that weird shit said, she puts this big "Hello, My
Name Is Tammy" sticker on my chest! Now I am getting really
pissed off and I'm about to say some nasty stuff to this
lady when my mom speaks up and says, "Thank you Linda, I
will feel so much better knowing my little Tammy will be
watched over and taken care of. Tammy can be such a tomboy
and can tell a good tale from time to time. I Know Cindy
will understand, but she should be firm if Tammy gets out
of hand or loud. My sister Megan will be at the airport
waiting for Tammy, so if you have any trouble please let
her know and she will take care of it so no repeats will
happen on the return trip."
"I am sure Tammy will be a very good little girl for us,
Greta, and I don't think she wants to be strapped into a
seat with a locking restraint. That is what happens to
naughty children on a big airplane in flight."
They both looked at me and I swallowed the words I was
about to scream at them. I could just picture me being all
strapped up and locked into a seat for the 4 hour flight.
Shit, I did look like a dorky little girl at that! I don't
like it one bit, but what choice do I have. Even my mom let
her believe I was a little girl damn it!
Linda smiled at me and I smiled back, hiding my anger
pretty well I think. When she left us alone I turned to my
mom and whispered, "MOM! How could you let them think I was
a girl?"
"Tammy, I am sorry about that, but I didn't think about it
when she asked me your name. I told her it was Tammy and
that's when she said you were a very cute little girl. I
looked at you more closely then and I had to admit, Honey,
you do look just like a cute little girl in that outfit you
are wearing and with your hair loose. I just thought it
would be best to let her think you were a little girl
instead of trying to convince her you are a boy. Imagine
what everybody would think about you dressed and looking
like you do now if they knew you were an eleven year old
boy. Just stop and think, Honey, that shirt with Heart
Breaker written on it with that big red heart in the
center, your red shorts and those sneakers I was forced to
buy you and it was you who decided to not wear any socks
today."
Oh shit, and double crap! She's right and now what? I have
to spend 4 hours as a girl! Damn it anyway, what's four
hours? I can handle that I just can't wait to get this over
with. Meet Aunt Megan at the airport, go to her house and
change back into TC!
"Okay, mom, I will play along for the flight to Aunt
Megan's, but once I get to her house I will be all TC."
My mom smiled and even gave me a hug and a kiss! She hadn't
done that in years! Well, for about two years anyway. The
announcement that my flight was now boarding boomed out and
Linda came up to me and took hold of my hand. Oh GEEZ!
My mom said, "Bye, Bye, sweetheart."
Oh crap! I waved bye to her as Linda led me to and down the
ramp.
Another lady was standing at the entrance to the plane with
a big smile on her face and Linda introduced us. "Cindy,
this is Tammy and she will be flying with you this trip.
Her mommy is worried about her because it is her first trip
on a big airplane and she is traveling all by herself like
a big girl."
Oh shit and double crap! I almost said it out loud.
Cindy knelt down to eye level with me and said, "Tammy, I'm
pleased to meet you and don't worry about a thing, Honey. I
can see you are a big girl and a very pretty one at that.
You'll be sitting right next to our station and will be
very safe, okay?"
I said, "Okay, Cindy, I'm not afraid and can I sit next to
a window?"
She laughed as Linda said goodbye to us and led me by the
hand to a window seat right in the middle of the plane.
She said, "Here you go, a window seat for you, Princess."
Okay, so I'm a girl for four hours. I can take this shit. I
don't like it one bit, but I can take it. She called me
Princess. YUCK!
I could see a place with another stewardess checking
cabinets and stuff from my seat. I noticed as I walked to
my seat that all the other seats had just one strap for a
seatbelt and the one I sat in and the ones next to it had
shoulder straps to. I hope they don't lock mine!
Okay, so now I am sitting next to the window and I look up
to see a horde of people hunting for their seats. What a
site! I couldn't help giggling watching this real life
comedy show. One real fat couple took their time squeezing
into the center row. They had been split up, one in each
end seat. Another couple came and they had the center seats
in that row and right away started hollering for the
stewardess.
I heard Cindy say, "Oh shit," under her breath and that
made me laugh.
She looked at me and smiled holding one finger over her
lips. I guess they decided to have the fat couple sit
together on one end and the other couple took the other end
of the row. Some people had a hard time getting their one
carry-on bag squeezed into those little bins over their
heads. I couldn't help laughing when one old lady dropped
her bag right on the head of another old lady.
The section I was in had 3 seats lined up one after the
other while the center section had 4. The other side of the
plane had 3 seats like mine. It took awhile, but everybody
was finally sitting with their seatbelts fastened. Cindy
came to me and buckled me in and hooked the shoulder straps
tightening them real tight! GEEZ! Cindy and another
stewardess stood in the aisles while a recording played
about how to use the seatbelt and that other junk like exit
doors and crap like that. I remember seeing a 'mime', you
know, the people who don't talk and just do motions and
face expressions. That is what Cindy looked like. I giggled
some more, it was funny to see you know!
Wow! We started moving, but the noise was real loud! I
could see the wing and parts of the wing moved and the huge
engines had little things that spread out from around the
back of it. Then it got boring, we just sat in a long line
of planes just creeping along.
Cindy came and sat down next to me and another stewardess
did too. They strapped themselves in and Cindy held my
hand.
"Okay, Tammy," she said, "we have been cleared to take off
now. The pilot will move the plane onto the departure
runway and then we're going to go real fast. It will get a
little bumpy at first and the engine noise will be even
louder, but there's nothing to worry about, okay?"
"Okay, Cindy, this is real cool!" I said. She laughed.
Sure enough we were going down the runway and I was
squished back in my seat and the noise was real loud! There
was on big loud bump and we started going up and up and up!
The bump scared me and I squeezed Cindy's hand real hard
and she said, "Wow, Tammy, you have a strong grip." And
then she laughed. I did too.
The funniest thing happened then, I saw Cindy looking at me
funny. She was looking at my ear.
She said "Tammy, why do you have only one ear pierced?"
Oh shit! I had to think quick and I hate doing that, I
always mess up. I answered her, "My favorite band in the
whole world is Heart Breaker and they only have one ear
pierced and that is what I wanted."
She laughed and said, "Sweetheart, that is fine for a boy,
but a girl always has both ears pierced. If you weren't so
cute, people might think you were a boy with only one ear
pierced."
Oh brother! This gets harder all the time. She looked at me
funny again and said, "I know what we can do. I will be
right back, okay?"
I said okay and wondered what she was going to do. I HATE
THIS! Shit and double crap! How did I get into this mess?
Damn studs and these damn sneakers and damn laws! She said
I was cute! Oh no, I had to crap real bad, but I couldn't
get this damn seatbelt unhooked! The straps wouldn't come
loose! They locked me in! I was scared and looked around
for Cindy. Oh cool, there she was coming back my way. She
had a little purse with her.
I said, "Cindy, I have to poop real-bad and I can't get the
seatbelt off."
She answered, "No problem Tammy, you have to undo this
first and then the straps can be unhooked." She did
something with the belt and sure enough the straps
unhooked.
She took me by the hand and led me to the front of the
plane. I had to squeeze my butt tight I was afraid I would
crap my pants. Taking little steps I had to walk real fast
to keep up with Cindy. I could feel my butt wiggling like
crazy, but I couldn't help it! Cindy took me through some
curtains. I sat down just in time boy did I have to go!
I just had pulled up my briefs when Cindy knocked and just
came right in! Oh NO! She smiled and said, "Those are cute
panties, Tammy."
Oh shit! I pulled up my shorts and washed my hands at the
little sink. I looked up and saw my face and with my bright
yellow 'Heartbreaker' T-shirt on and my hair loose I did
look like a little girl! Damn! I hate that big red heart
logo!
Cindy had taken some stuff out of her little purse and
started brushing my hair back, she said, "Just a few little
things and you will look just like the pretty girl we know
you are."
Cindy made a ponytail high up on the back of my head and
used a thick frilly yellow stretchy thing to tie it with.
GEEZ! Then she took out some lipstick! Oh no! Nope, I
wasn't going to wear lipstick, no way!
"I don't wear lipstick, Cindy," I said.
She just laughed. She said, "Princess, we can't pierce your
other ear on the plane so you should take that one out.
Instead of earrings we can make you look pretty by adding a
little make-up so nobody will be looking at your ears. They
will be looking at your very pretty face instead."
Oh shit and double crap! She not only put some lipstick on
me, but she did stuff to my eyebrows and eyelashes, too!
Then, she used her fingers to put some junk on my cheeks.
When she was done she had me turn around and look at myself
in the mirror. OH MY GOD! OH SHIT and TRIPLE CRAP! I was a
damn girl! YUPPERS, no doubt about it now!
Cindy had a big smile on her face and said, "Oh my, you are
gorgeous! Nobody will ever doubt you are anything but a
very pretty little girl now."
She looked at me like I was supposed to say something, but
I was just too shocked seeing myself this way to say
anything. All I could do was stare at my reflection and I
did just that. The little girl in the mirror looked real
cute!
She turned me around and asked me what I thought and I
said, "I didn't think I could look like that."
She said, "Tammy, I will take that as a compliment and a
thank you."
OOPS! I said, "Thank you, Cindy." She smiled and led me out
of the bathroom holding my hand again.
The looks I got as I walked back to my seat were bad
enough, but some of the ladies would say crap like, 'What a
pretty little thing,' and one old lady, the one who Bonked
the other old lady on the head with her carry-on bag
grabbed my hand! Cindy let go of my hand, smiled and
introduced me as 'Pretty little Tammy who was flying all
alone like a big girl'. Both the old ladies made a big fuss
which made the other people close by say junk too! Then she
gave me a sloppy old lady kiss right on my cheek. YUCK! I
had to keep smiling, though. I HATE THIS!
Cindy said, "Let me fix your make-up Tammy, that kiss left
lipstick on your cheek." Oh crap!
The old lady apologized and said, "I'm sorry Tammy, but you
are such a pretty little thing I had to give you a kiss."
YUCK, I hate old ladies!
Cindy fixed my make-up right there in the aisle! Yuppers,
everybody around us had to say something. I was red as a
beet! Then they even said stuff about me blushing!
I was finally back in my seat and Cindy was real busy for
awhile. She had to serve drinks and then pick up all the
empty stuff and answer the people pressing the buttons.
Then she helped serve the food. Yuck! This stuff was like
cardboard and tasted like crap! I liked the soda pop
though, I had 3 of them.
When all the stuff she had to do was done she came back and
sat with me for a minute. Of course, she had to fix my
lipstick! Oh Shit! This time I thanked her right away and
she was happy.
An announcement was made by the captain. That's what he
said he was, the captain. He told us how high we were, WOW,
that high? GEEZ! I really liked looking out the window. We
even flew between layers of clouds. I thought this is what
Heaven must be like. The ground looked like a puzzle with
different colored sections. You couldn't even make out any
cars or houses! Then the captain told us we would be
landing in about 30 minutes and for the crew to start
preparing for landing. Cindy got up again and I didn't see
her that much. She was busy in that room where the kept all
the food and stuff. Then the captain announced everybody to
fasten their seatbelts for landing and remain seated until
the plane came to a stop.
Cindy came back a little while after that and buckled me in
again. She went and checked to see if the other passengers
had buckled in and came back. She buckled in at the same
time the other stewardess did. They were talking and
laughing with each other. The other stewardess said her
name was Sue and started talking to me.
She said, "Tammy, Cindy has told me what a very good little
girl you've been and we reward good little girls who are
traveling alone. We know just the thing to reward you with
and we'll make sure you get your surprise after we land,
okay?"
I looked at Cindy and they both had real big smiles on
their faces. I said, "Thank you, but I don't need a
reward." I was worried about what it would be. I said,
"This was fun and Cindy already gave me a surprise with all
the make-up and lipstick."
Sue said, "Oh Honey, you are a very pretty little girl, but
we both know you need just one more thing to make you look
just perfect."
What the hell were they talking about? One more thing, like
I need something else to make me look more like a girl?
I just smiled and thanked them as the plane began to slow
down and get closer to the ground real fast. I could see
the ground getting closer and closer through the window. We
were going real fast! I could now see roads and houses and
then cars. The wings little thingies moved and we went even
slower. The engines were real loud again and the ground was
zipping by and getting closer and closer. There was a bump
and then another one. That scared me and I squeezed Cindy's
hand again. The plane slowed down real fast pushing me
forward and then back in my seat. WOW! That was something.
Sue and Cindy got up and that's when I felt I had to pee. I
told Cindy before she could leave me and she said, "I will
take you to the little girls' room after we unload the
other passengers, okay?"
I said, "Okay, I could wait that long."
She smiled and left me strapped into the seat. I could see
her telling people to remain seated until the plane came to
a complete stop. Some of them didn't listen to her though
and got up anyway. That made me mad. Some people are real
jerks!
I suddenly thought, Cindy said 'the little girl's room!' Oh
shit and triple crap! Look at me! My Aunt Megan is going to
laugh her ass off when she sees me like this! I hope she
can stop at a store on the way to her house so I can change
and wash this gunk off my face! I've been a girl long
enough. For the first time ever, I'm going to be real happy
to see my Aunt Megan!
(To be continued)
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