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'A Helpful Change' part 3 By Peachy CHAPTER 9 My time at Mrs. Storey's that afternoon was very pleasant and uneventful, and I was grateful for it. I could do without anything too exciting at the moment, I had enough to think about. Mrs. Storey was understandably still somewhat upset about the death of her sister and I felt pleased that I could be there for her, I think she really appreciated my company too. She had her new pair of glasses on so I was grateful that I was as much girl as I was. She was very complimentary about how I looked and said it was a big improvement on my initial 'tomboy' image! I realised that I felt quite happy and relaxed pottering around the house dressed as I was. I took my blazer off whilst in the house and couldn't help admiring my figure and appearance every time I passed a mirror. I straightened my tie often as I liked it to look smart, and I got a special thrill out of the bunches. I tightened them often and loved them bouncing around my face and tickling my cheeks. I was eager to see how my hair looked like down, but I didn't want to mess with it at the moment in case I couldn't get it back as nice as it was. I initially felt apprehensive about accepting how I looked, but as I thought over the nice things that Natalie had said I felt better and better. I didn't look strange and I didn't really feel like I was 'pretending' anything, it felt really quite natural. The more I thought about this the more excited I felt. At one point I ran into the bathroom to look over myself and couldn't help grinning really widely, I felt like laughing or crying. I just felt so nice about looking as pretty as I did. I hoped I wouldn't get too big headed about it. My head was swimming about all the different looks I could have and how my hair could be done. As I washed up dishes and dusted I thought about wearing dresses and different outfits and things, but mainly I just loved wearing the school uniform. I wondered whether Dave the pizza guy would think I looked nice in it, this gave me a really weird excited feeling. I was getting so excited by all these thoughts that I was a bit flushed, and Mrs. Storey thought I was getting tired from my chores so she sat me down and actually made me a cup of tea, which was very nice of her. She seemed to have softened a bit from the stern image she had previously presented. I felt guilty because she struggled a bit to make the tea, which made me realise again the importance of being here to help her out. We had a chat and watched the news for a bit, and it was really nice. Then before I knew it it was six thirty and Natalie was beeping me from outside. I kissed Mrs. Storey goodbye and yet again she gave me ?10! Me and Natalie drove to a Macdonalds for dinner, one that was a little way out of town because I was worried about seeing anyone who recognised me. I figured that I didn't really look incredibly different from when I was a boy so I thought that people would be able to tell. Also I didn't really feel too keen to get out of these clothes this time, I felt quite comfortable. 'So how did it go today?' Natalie asked, tucking into her Big Mac and fries. At my request she'd got me a salad and a diet coke. I generally ate quite healthily and some part of me felt the importance of this more keenly lately. 'Oh fine, nothing much happened, it was just all very nice.' I said. 'How you feeling about yourself?' she asked. 'Everything cool ma baby?' 'Yeah, I think it is,' I said. 'I thought about what you said and it all seems ok, this kind of thing does happen I suppose, y'know being comfortable in different situations and stuff.' 'Goody good!' Natalie said. 'Your hair does look gorgeous, if I do say so meself. There's a lot we could do with it though. It looks good down but it could look better, needs a good cut and maybe even a perm! Oh we could make you a blonde! I think that would look great on you!' 'Yeah, would be nice, but I can't really have that at school. I'm dreading seeing how this will look without make up and stuff, I'm bound to get stick at school for it.' 'Yeah, but you have to do what you wanna do Sammy. There's not even that much time left at school for you anyway is there? Don't you leave at Summer?' 'Yeah, that's two months away?.but I suppose its not that long is it?' Natalie shook her head. 'And we could always do your hair and then change it back again, or you could just tie it back when you're a boy.' 'I'm always a boy Natalie!' I corrected. 'Umm, well almost always.' 'Whatever you say Samantha!' Natalie said. 'But when you're with Mrs. Storey you're all girl, ok? And it doesn't do any harm to practise that, she's got her glasses now hasn't she?' I nodded. 'But regardless of that you can be a girl anytime you want. I don't even think of it as being a girl, you're just being you and that's just fine and dandy. Oh I just think it's so cool!' We carried on eating our food and then I realised that I had a little problem. 'Umm, I need to go to the toilet Natalie,' I said, thinking of the obvious dilemma. Natalie burst out laughing. 'Sorry, you sounded just like a little kid then. You'll be fine, go on. I'd advise you to sit down though!' I stood up to go and smirked at Natalie. 'Ooh take your bag, touch your lippy up a bit, just for the practice. Just put a little on and then pad your lips together and then sorta rub them like this.' Natalie demonstrated and started being silly with it which made me laugh. I reached for the Hello Kitty bag, took a deep breath and went into the girl's loo. There was no one else in there which was a relief. There was a large mirror in there and catching a glimpse of myself as I walked to a cubicle gave me a little jolt to my stomach. I was surprised to realise that this was actually the first time I'd gone to the toilet as a girl. I wanted to just go standing up but realised that was silly because if anybody came in they'd get a bit of a shock. I pulled down my knickers, hitched up my skirt and sat down. It was a little awkward but I suppose this was just what girls had to do. I finished, straightened my skirt, left the cubicle, washed my hands and looked at my face. I had to admit that I loved looking at myself, I really was so pleased at how I looked. It gave me a guilty sort of thrill that I was slowly starting to enjoy without it feeling wrong. I took the lipstick out of my bag and carefully applied it, then rubbed my lips together. This was the first time I had done it and I think I did an ok job. Just as I finished another girl about my age wearing another schools uniform came into the toilet, she smiled at me and said 'Hi' as she went into a cubicle. I thought that was really nice, you certainly didn't speak to other guys in a men's toilet! I was keen to leave now that someone else was in here but I forced myself to relax, and anyway I wanted to look at my hair. I pulled the scrunchies out and let my hair fall. It looked a little wild after being tied up in the bunches but there was something about that which was appealing, I looked just like a 'normal' schoolgirl, not quite as smart. I got the comb out of the bag, brushed my hair out straight and tucked it behind my ears. It did look nice with the fringe but I got the feeling that it could look even nicer, which made me feel excited. I could maybe make it a bit curly or turn it up at the bottom, at the moment it just kinda hung there. I decided to put it up in a ponytail for now. I pulled it up tight on top of my head and tied the red scrunchie round it. Although I liked the bunches because they were cute, I think the ponytail on top of the head was my favourite look, it looked very neat and with the fringe it was perfect. I straightened my tie again and that was that. Just as I was leaving the toilet the other girl came out of her cubicle and I gave her a little wave as I left, which she returned with a smile. I resisted the urge to skip back across the room to Natalie, I felt so happy at that moment. I sat back down, smoothing my skirt underneath me as I sat. I beamed at Natalie and stuck out my tongue playfully. 'You're a happy one!' she said. 'And you've changed your hair?' she said. 'Didn't like the bunches?' 'Yeah, but I was just curious, and I really like it like this. It looked ok down but as you say it needs a cut.' 'Oh yeah!?' Natalie said, getting excited. 'But what about when you're a boy?' Natalie said. 'Oh yeah,' I said. I felt very surprised that I hadn't even thought of that, I was getting carried away. 'Oh maybe leave it for now then,' I said, feeling a little disappointed. But I'd? I'd like to do it.' 'Oh lets do it Sammy, I love doing people's hair!' Natalie said. 'We could just change it back for your boy time! I love that you're so into this, It's just like having a little sister! There's so much I can tell you about, and we can get your hair and your nails done and all stuff like that and you can hang out with me and Emma and everything!! Wanna come back to ours? C'mon c'mon c'mon Sis! We could do your hair tonight!!' 'Ok!' I said, smiling broadly. This sounded wonderful to me, Natalie's excitement was infectious and I really wanted to stay as I was, I was just starting to enjoy it. It was lovely that Natalie had called me 'Sis.' I wished I really was Natalie's sister. 'I'll have to call my aunt,' I said, 'But I'm sure it will be ok. But I do want to say Natalie that I am a boy you know, even though I'm ok with this doesn't mean I don't want to be a boy.' Even as I was saying this it sounded kind of hollow and boring to me and I wished I hadn't have said it, like it was something I should say. I brushed the thought away. 'Oh! Speaking of such things, can we tell Emma that you're a boy? I know it will be cool, she'll love it! I feel a bit weird not telling her if were going to be hanging out and all. I tell her everything.' I knew that would be quite embarrassing and also I was forced to admit to myself that I liked it when people thought I was a girl. It seemed so much nicer in a girls world. 'Umm, it's pretty embarrassing,,,' I began. 'Oh c'mon Sammy it isn't!' Natalie cried. 'It's?' 'Let me finish?it's not just that but I, umm, kinda like it that people respond to me as a girl. People seem nicer and its just generally, umm, nicer. She might be different with me if she knew I wasn't a real girl.' 'Sammy you are a real girl! People respond to you cos you're such a little sweetie pie! Whatever you look like, the way you are is really nice and I respond to you cos of that, not cos you look like a girl or whatever. Emma will be just the same, I guarantee. I mean, when you're dressed like this you're being yourself, right? You're hardly acting at all are you? And you totally look the part so they're isn't really much pretence at all is there?' 'Well, apart from the obvious,' I said. Natalie waved her hand dismissively. 'You know what I mean though yeah?' I did, and it was quite a thought. If I was being myself then that was cool. 'Ok I spose we can tell Emma. We can totally trust her right?' 'Definitely.' Natalie said. 'Ok, do you wanna get off now?' 'Oh, just one more thing; Boys!' I said. 'What do I do? I got a text from Dave that pizza guy asking me out!' 'Omigod!' Natalie cried. 'What did he say? Show me!' I pulled out my phone and passed it over to Natalie. 'Oh wow!' she giggled 'Cutie' eh?' 'Yep,' I said, blushing a little. 'You've got to reply! What shall we say? Lets tell him he's cute too! I got a look at him and he was, you know. Good work Sis!' 'Steady on!' I said, laughing a little. 'I don't wanna be flirting with a guy!' 'What shall we tell him?.I know.' Natalie began to type into the phone. 'What? What are you writing?' I asked. 'You'll see when I'm done,' she said, concentrating. She finished and passed the phone to me with a wicked smile on her face. The text said: 'Would love to see you soon too. I thought you were real fit and I bet behind that counter was a real cute bum. Samantha xxx' 'Natalie! Oh my god! I cant send that!' I laughed, shocked. 'Oh go on, it'll be a laugh!' Natalie said. I don't know what I was thinking but I pressed the button to send it and there it went. I leaned back in the booth and shook my head at Natalie. 'I cant believe you!' I said. Natalie threw up her hands. 'What can I say? C'mon lets get outta here. You better phone that aunt of yours and tell her you're having a girls night in. Ooh you might as well stay over tonight! I can just run you to school when I go to work!' 'Umm ok, don't see why not.' I didn't have much homework and I could always do it tomorrow. 'Great! You'll have to sleep on the sofa though dearie. I've got a nightie you can wear.' 'Ok,' I said. I had briefly thought that I shouldn't really be ok with that, but I realised I didn't really care. 'And you'll have to stay in that uniform all night I suppose. I'm washing your other skirt.' 'That's ok,' I said. That was more than ok! 'Hurrah!' Natalie cried. 'Lets go!' CHAPTER 10 We got back to Natalie's and tumbled out of the car. 'I'll just phone Marie,' I said. Natalie nodded and went inside, leaving the door open for me. I got through to Marie and told her the situation, although I knew it sounded a little odd that I was staying the night with the lady who sorted out my work experience. Marie was a little apprehensive about it but she was ok. I hung up and went inside. Natalie was sitting on the couch with Emma, who was watching TV and eating a bag of crisps. She looked very comfortable in checked pyjama bottoms and a sweatshirt. 'Oh hey Samantha you came back!' she said. 'Cool, sit down! Natalie get the girl a coke or something.' 'Emma dear, there's something to tell you about our Samantha,' Natalie began. She was so forthright! 'It's gonna sound a little weird at first but it really isn't, just listen till we're done.' Emma's eyes widened and she bounced around excitedly on the sofa to stare at Natalie. 'Omigod, what?' she said. 'Just listen ok?' Natalie said. 'Samantha is a boy.' 'No way!!' Emma said. 'Get out! But she doesn't look anything like a boy? How is she a boy, what you on about?' Natalie went on to explain the whole situation and as she had said, It did all sound pretty reasonable. The only unusual thing about it was that a boy would be willing to dress as a girl, I imagined. When Natalie had finished Emma just sat there open mouthed, but she was smiling which was good. She turned to me slowly and I lowered my head and blushed. She patted the space on the sofa between me and Natalie, indicating that I go and sit there. 'I think its so nice of you to help that old lady out like that,' Emma said softly as I sat down between them. 'I do hope that you're proud of yourself. But you're ok with the whole being a girl thing? I cant believe that you look so good!' Emma said. 'You don't mind me saying that do you?' 'I don't mind, I'm fine with it, I think,' I said. I felt a bit embarrassed but Emma was being really cool about it. It was weird that she thought I looked exactly like a girl, I thought there was a bit of boy in my appearance if you looked closely. I wanted to bring this up but it felt like it would be embarrassing to do so, I didn't really want to dwell on the fact I was a boy as it was a bit awkward. Whilst I was here I felt it would be easier if I just went with being a girl as much as possible. It was too weird to talk about being a boy whilst looking like this and being dressed in a girls school uniform. 'Do you like it?' Emma said. 'I get the feeling it suits you, and that's cool. But don't you wanna be a boy while you're here?' 'Umm, I?' 'I think it's how Sammy really is anyway,' Natalie said casually, interrupting. 'Call it a strange twist of fate! Mrs. Storey spotted it and brought it out maybe? Sammy's comfortable like that and anyway it would be a crime to deny the world that sweet little face. As well as that it's best that he practices being all girl as much as he can, cos if he forgets and lets slip around Mrs. Storey my arse is grass.' I couldn't believe that Natalie had put it all so well! She was great. I was so glad that she had added that bit at the end, it allowed me to carry on being Samantha in the name of practice. I felt that me and Natalie both knew (probably Emma too) that I was getting more and more comfortable 'in the role' and there was no need for me to practice, nor was that the reason I was doing it even. But under this slight pretence I relaxed and felt free to be Samantha. 'Wow.' Emma said. 'Gotcha, he, sorry, she's a girl. This is really something. Well you can be as much girl as you want to be Samantha, I cant see any problem with it. And you're so pretty, no one would ever think that you were a boy!' She squealed and clapped her hands together in delight. She was just as bad (or good, depending on how you looked at it) as Natalie! 'And Natalie's been helping you out? Oh I just bet she loved it!' 'Yeah she's been great, really helpful and encouraging.' I said. Natalie sat back with a smug look and made a face at Emma as if to say Aren't I great? I nudged her in the ribs playfully. 'You look so sweet in that uniform too,' Emma said, reaching over and touching my skirt. 'Really suits you.' 'Thanks,' I said, putting my hands in my lap and fiddling with the pleats. I couldn't believe that everything was going so nicely and I just couldn't resist it any longer, all of a sudden I wanted so badly to just completely be this sweet girl in her smart school uniform that everybody was so nice to. I didn't want to fight it at all or for it to be a role, I wanted to make it 'me' right then and for always. I could actually feel a weight lifting off of my shoulders and a real shift in my attitude. 'And Sammy's gonna let us do her hair tonight!' Natalie said. 'Oh cool!' Emma said. 'This is mad! Real girls night in!' We sat there and watched TV and chatted, and had such a good time. I felt very relaxed and so happy. Emma was really nice to me and just talked and talked and talked. She made me feel quite worn out and so I felt a little relieved when Natalie took my hand and dragged me upstairs. 'She does go on eh Sis?' she said. 'Well I've come to your rescue. I'm gonna give your hair a good wash and then we'll see what we can do with it.' 'Ok' I said. It was best to leave Natalie to it I thought. I knew cutting my hair was a crazy thing to do as it looked girlish enough already with the fringe, what would happen at school tomorrow? But tomorrow seemed a lifetime away at the moment and I just couldn't be bothered to worry too much about it. There was only two months left of school anyway and I didn't really care about what anybody said or thought there, apart from Michael. I didn't want to lose him but I had this feeling that he would be ok with me, I don't know why. 'You better give your legs a shave while we're here.' Natalie said, passing me a razor. I took my white knee socks off and placed one foot on the toilet seat. My school skirt rode up my thigh a little and it felt nice against my leg, I really liked the pleats and wondered if I could wear other pleated skirts sometime. When the girls at school did PE they wore even smaller green wrap around pleated skirts and I wondered what if would feel like to wear one of them and run around playing netball. The thought made my heart start thudding all over again. I began to gently run the razor over my legs. The girls bathroom was pretty dirty. I would have thought that girls would be tidy but if Natalie and Emma were anything to go by then they were filthy. 'Could do with a bit of a clean eh Natalie?' I said tentatively. 'And just what are you implying Samantha dear?' Natalie said, arching an eyebrow. She was messing around with the shower head, trying to get it to work properly. 'Just saying, y'know, It's a bit messy.' I continued to carefully run the razor up my legs, although it seemed they barely needed it. I enjoyed doing it though as I imagined my legs were now even smoother and nicer looking. I ran one finger up the side of my left leg and it was indeed very smooth. I put my white socks back on. 'Well we're busy girls here aren't we?' Natalie said. 'Feel free to clean it yourself if you want. I'll give you a tenner.' 'A tenner for the whole place?' I said with a smile. 'What am I, a slave?' 'No Sammy, you're the girl who I've been buying clothes for and driving around and just generally being the best big sister ever to!' Natalie said, brandishing the shower head at me with her hand on her hip. 'That's who you are!' 'Ok, ok, point noted,' I said. 'I can do it sometime soon I spose.' 'Good, now get over here and siddown girl,' Natalie said. I bent down over the bath and pulled the scrunchie out of my hair. Natalie draped a towel over my shoulders so as to not get my blouse wet. The tie pressed tightly against my neck and I reluctantly reached my hand up to undo the top button and loosen it. Natalie pushed all my hair forward. I really liked having Natalie take care of me like this, felt like a very 'big-sisterly' thing to do and I liked having people play with my hair. She ran the shower over it and applied nice smelling shampoo and conditioner. 'Gotta start taking care of it Sammy,' she muttered as she rubbed it in. Just as she finished washing it we heard Emma yell 'Friends is starting!' from downstairs. 'Ooh!' Natalie said. 'We can finish up downstairs.' She chucked a towel at me and we went downstairs. Natalie sat on the sofa and told me to sit in front of her so she could dry and comb my hair. She dried it gently and then combed all the tangles out to get it as straight as it could. This took ages, partly because she was taking care to do a good job and partly because she was keeping one eye on the TV. I couldn't think when I'd felt happier and more content, sitting there having Natalie making my hair nice and watching TV with her and Emma. I felt so at home there. I loved the way my hair smelled and was excited about how it could look. 'Could it look like Rachel's?' I asked, pointing at Jennifer Aniston. Emma and Natalie chuckled. 'Needs to be a bit longer, but yeah it could. It's a nice colour.' Natalie said. 'But I can assure you it will look darling.' She finished combing it now and leapt off the sofa to look at me from the front. 'Looking good,' she said. 'Now we begin the snipping! Emma, get me a chair from the other room would you?' 'What did your last slave die of eh?' Emma said. 'Exhaustion' Natalie said dryly. 'Pretty please? I'm busy with Samantha here.' 'Doh!' Emma cried as she got up from the sofa. 'Oh, can you also get that smock thing please dear.' Natalie called after her. 'Yes Ma'am!' Emma called back sarcastically. She returned with a wooden chair and a blue smock to stop me getting covered in hair. I sat down and Natalie got to work. She seemed to cut some out from under the back of it and she did the fringe again. She used hot curling tongs on the bottom of it to curl it up. Emma watched in fascination as Natalie worked and offered the occasional tip. 'You guys wanna get a pizza later?' she asked. 'Ooh I bet Sammy does!' Natalie said. 'She's got a thing going with the guy who works there!' 'What!?' Emma cried excitedly. 'No, Natalie has a thing going with the Pizza guy,' I said huffily. 'She's the one that texted him. I'm not gonna do anything with any boy.' I thought that I should be protesting more and asserting my boyhood and all, but it increasingly seemed like pointless effort. It certainly hadn't escaped my notice that Natalie had been referring to me as 'she' but I really didn't mind and couldn't be bothered to protest. I actually quite liked it, it made me feel closer to Natalie and Emma and I really liked that feeling. 'But he did like you Sammy didn't he?' Natalie said, turning to Emma as she continued to fuss with my hair. 'He came onto her in the Pizza place and she gave him her number! So she must be a little keen.' 'I was just playing the part, like you told me to,' I said. But I had quite liked the attention and it had made me feel kinda nice. I certainly didn't want to do anything with Dave, but it was nice that somebody was interested. 'He's probably responded to your text by now.' Natalie said. 'There, finished!' she stepped back from my hair. 'As much as I hate to make your head even bigger Natalie, you've done a bloody good job there.' Emma said. 'Looks lovely Sammy, really pretty.' 'Thanks,' I said. I felt around my hair carefully and imagined it looking nice and neat. 'Can I have a look?' I asked. 'Lets touch your face up a bit first eh?' Natalie said. 'You'll be blown away!' 'Gosh Natalie you never let me see myself!' I said, but I thought that was a good idea. Despite sounding relaxed I was feeling pretty nervous about seeing myself. 'Can I do your makeup?' Emma asked. 'Natalie gets all the fun.' Natalie blew a big raspberry at her and I nodded, although I liked it when Natalie did it. 'Give her a few tips while you're at it, she's never gonna learn to do it herself at this rate.' Natalie said. Emma disappeared to get her make up stuff. 'Ooh Sammy lets check your phone first, see if Pizza Guy's responded.' 'Dave,' I said absentmindedly. 'Go on then.' 'Oh sorry, 'Dave!' Natalie said sarcastically as she reached for my bag and the phone. She found it and her eyes widened . 'Ooh, we've got a message! Can I read it?' 'Read it out loud,' I said. My heart began to pound as I remembered the cheeky message that Natalie had written, saying he was fit and that he probably had a cute bum! Irritatingly Natalie read it to herself first, and as she did her mouth opened wider and wider. She squealed in surprise and disbelief. I couldn't wait any longer and I reached forward and grabbed it out of her hand. 'Don't snatch!' She said. I ignored her and read it. It said: 'Wow thanx! My bum's ok!! But you are really one of the cutest girls ive ever seen!!! I'm free sun, really hope you are xxx dave' I didn't know what to think. I just stared at Natalie who was just smiling at me in surprise. 'Well?' she said. 'Pretty high praise eh?' 'I'm not that cute am I?' I asked Natalie. 'You're pretty damn fine Sammy! You haven't even seen your new haircut!' I was desperate to look at myself now. 'Where's Emma?' I muttered. 'Oh she always takes ages doing anything.' Natalie said. 'Lets get Dave to deliver a pizza here!' Natalie said. 'He'll love your new look!' 'I dunno?' I said. But I was starting to feel really excited. I really wanted a reaction from a guy, if I was as nice looking as the girls were saying. Natalie moved closer to me. We were currently both sitting on the floor next to the sofa. 'Are you still ok with all this?' she asked softly. 'How about this Dave thing eh?' she smiled. 'I don't want to do anything with him, but I wanna see what he thinks about how I look,' I said carefully. 'A guy's reaction would be interesting, it's good to know and to learn more about myself and all.' 'Lets get him round then!' Natalie said. 'We want a pizza anyway! He'll just come, deliver the pizza and go, that'll be it, you don't have to do anything.' 'Ok,' I said. 'And I have a good excuse for Sunday anyway, I've gotta be at Mrs. Storeys.' 'Yeah,' Natalie said. 'And I just have to say, if you did happen to like him that's ok you know.' 'Yeah, but I don't.' I said quickly, getting up and sitting on the sofa. 'Whatever, my little cheeky chops!' Natalie said. She grabbed my face and blew a raspberry on my forehead. 'I'll text him to see if he can deliver a pizza for us yeah? And by the time he comes, cos they always take ages, we'll get your face done and everything. Ok?' 'Errm, ok,' I said. 'But what if he comes on to me and says stuff and that, what should I do?' 'You'll just have to do what any girl does. You're in control, just do whatever you want. He seemed like an ok guy, we'll be here and he'll only be here for a while anyway cos he's got to fly around delivering pizza's innit?!' 'I suppose so,' I said. 'Cool, I'll text him then.' 'Don't say anything too suggestive!' I said. I didn't want to go too mad with this, it was just an experiment, I thought. It would be useful to see what a guy thought of me when I was made up nice. Just then Emma reappeared with her make up bag, and proceeded to put eyeliner and mascara on me, curl my eyelashes, apply foundation, blusher and all that kind of stuff. She told me how to do it myself as she applied it but I always liked having other people do it for me, it was nice. I reckoned I could do it easily anyway. Like Natalie she seemed especially taken with my eyes and spent a lot of time over them. Natalie had been busy with my phone and had gotten another message, presumably from Dave. 'Oh yeah!' she said. 'He's coming round soon! Hopefully we'll get two pizzas or something out of this.' 'Who's coming round, the pizza guy?' Emma asked. She seemed to be nearly finished with me. 'Yeah, Samantha wants to see what he thinks of her.' 'Oh! I forgot about that!' Emma said. 'What, do you like him? Do you like boys?' she asked, almost absently. I was glad that this wasn't a big deal for her, she was barely fazed by it. She was much more interested in doing my face. 'Umm, no, but I'm just curious about his reaction, and boys in general.' I said. 'It's useful to know.' 'Well I can tell you Sammy that boys are gonna be blown away. You're gorgeous. Thanks to me! Eh Natalie?' she motioned Natalie over to have a look at me. 'Yep, this is probably the last time I'm going to tell you Sammy cos you're gonna get big headed, but you're a knockout.' 'Can I see now?' I asked. I couldn't wait. The girls nodded and I ran upstairs to look in the full length mirror in Natalie's room, my heart pounding. I went in without switching the light on and could just make out my silhouette in the mirror. I ran my hands over my new smooth neat hair and felt pangs of excitement shoot through me. I switched the light on and gasped. I couldn't believe it. I slowly straightened my tie as I moved my face closer to the mirror. The girls had done an amazing job, I didn't look anything like a boy. My hair was very straight and neat and curled around at the bottom, it looked longer somehow, and I adored the fringe. My face looked older because of all the makeup, it was a bit heavy but still it was great. Natalie and Emma appeared behind me. 'What do you think?' Emma asked. 'I love it!' I burst out, then immediately felt a little exposed. I laughed and blushed, and the girls laughed and hugged me. 'You'd look great in a little black dress Sammy,' Natalie said. 'Wanna try one before Dave gets here?' 'Nah, stick with the uniform.' Emma said. 'Boy's love it. But lets sex it up a little yeah? You suit the smart look but lets just bring it down a little bit. Here?' Emma untucked my blouse and bunched it up above my navel to expose my tummy, and then she undid my tie a little. I was a little put out at first but then looking in the mirror clinched it. They had actually made me look sexy, I realised. I was sexy. My mind was racing and any remaining doubts were disappearing in my intoxication at how I looked. 'You should totally get that pierced!' Natalie shrieked, referring to my belly button. But I could hardly hear her, the blood was pounding in my ears. Just then the doorbell went. 'Ooh he's here!' the girls squealed. 'You've gotta go answer the door!' I looked at myself again in the mirror with Natalie and Emma beaming at me on either side. It all felt like some amazing dream, one that felt utterly fantastical but so perfect. I knew I looked sexy and I absolutely loved it. TO BE CONTINUED