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Letters from Sky
By Jan S
Part 8
© 2008 by Jan S
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Sunday, May 4th (morning)
Hi there, Marsh!!
OK, I'm all rested up, had my Cheerios (Honeynut, course), and ready to
tell you all about Kaezee.
That's from her initials, but she spells it out like that but sometimes
puts a capital Z in the middle, and she says the boy in her comes out if
anyone thinks of calling her 'Cozy' or 'Crazy'. And the K is going to
stand for Kara, which means 'beloved', which she says she is; and the 'Z'
might mean Ziv, which it is and means 'radiant'; or Zoe, which is 'life'
(but not with dots or an accent thing) and what her grandfather's name
meant; or Zara, that's from 'Bloom'; she hasn't decided.
And she has real black hair and not nearly as curly as mine but still
real curly. And she's real funny and fun and nice. We went to the mall,
and I got her a t-shirt.
OK, I guess I should slow down, Mar, because even I wouldn't have
understood what I was going to tell. OK. So, do this in time order (Daddy
and the tutor would be so happy with me, right?).
So: Ann and Becky came over first thing that morning, and Daddy let them
in, and they barged in, and I was still asleep because it was Saturday
and still not even ten, but they have to get up early on their father's
weekends they said but didn't say why that meant I had to, but it's OK
now because it made more of the rest of the day, you know?
And Daddy said he was going grocery shopping, and I went to say good-bye,
and they laughed because we didn't have any problem with what I was
wearing they said, and that that was good, and it was some old shortie
PJs of yours with ruffles on the bottom part legs and neck and hem, and I
wear that stuff to breakfast sometimes, but not much other of that kind
of thing around Daddy, because it's hard to change real quick in the
morning.
Then I started to get dressed in grungy clothes, and they said no, but I
was going to change in the car, because I knew what they meant by 'nice'
when they said what to wear, and wanted to. But they said that people
around the complex wouldn't notice because they didn't pay attention
because that was the kind of place it was, and because I'm a kid. unless
you spoke right to them and, maybe, still not.
Aaarrrggh OK, I guess, if I tell you absolutely everything like this, I'm
never going to get the Kaizee part, obvi, right? Arrggggh.
OK, but this is the real important stuff:
I wound up wearing the orange culottes that I wore to Lisa's last week,
and the green smocked top, because I didn't think the orange went with
the top they wanted and they wouldn't let me wear the tie-dyed blue and
yellow T that I was going to wear, though Becky had on a T-shirt. OK,
then that meant my blue and white shoes and all. And they kept looking at
each other and rolling their eyes, and I told them later they should get
that fixed before they rolled out because they did it a lot all day long.
But Ann said, "OK! No lunch - Shoes!!" and we all ran down the stairs,
because I didn't want to risk the 'vator, and Ann drove to the smaller
mall near here and we went to a store next to Bloomie's, and they had a
sale -- 2 for 1 -- so I got four pairs, two thongs and two sandals. And
Becky was real annoying because she kept trying to get me to get these
red pumps with about eight inch heels, as if!! :-P
But later I took back the hose I got, and got some that Kaezee said were
better, and I did get some wedgie slide-ons with about two inch heels,
and Kaezee says I've got to learn to run in them for homework; is that
possible, Marsh? I also got some white flats that were like what Lisa
wore to go for breakfast that time, and they all called them maryjanes,
but doesn't that mean a T strap? And these just have one strap and not
real rounded toes at all. And i think hey are cute anyway.
Also at the Fair Trade Store I got a bag because I was making Becky carry
all my stuff because I didn't want to use my backpack, and I did have
pockets but real loose ones. So it's white canvass but with lots of
embroidery like vines and flowers, only not quite, and as wide as a
regular letter and square and a like macrame strap of different colors.
And I thought it was pretty and nice because you could use it with lots
of stuff even if it didn't have a real way to close it, but I don't think
Becky and Ann did because they did the look-at-each-other-and-roll-eyes
thing again. What do you think? Anyway it's helping someone in Bhutan,
right?
Then in Bloomie's I saw a sale on these cotton skirts, and one was
yellow, and I bought it because Dad gave me fifty dollars last night, and
Becky had said for me to bring all my babysitting money and gift cards,
and I got a blue one too because Ann and Becky convinced me. I don't know
what it's called, they aren't pleated but are ruffly at the bottom but
not like the bottom of tiered skirts where you can tell where the ruffle
part starts real easy.
Then we got pizza at the food court because Ann was famished, and she was
the one that had said shoe shopping was more important than lunch!! And
she didn't want to eat and drive, so we had to hurry.
So then I changed into the yellow skirt and green and yellow thongs in
the car, and Becky laughed because my boxers were longer than it, but Ann
said, "It's a look. S.I.C. girls do it all the time with their kilts.
They have blood, piss, or plaid boxers to buy in their uniform store."
(That's the school I told you about and their colors are maroon and gold,
and they wear red with yellow plaid pleated skirts, not kilts, but some
people tease about it.) So I guess it was kinda OK to have them show a
bit, and I rolled them into like cuffs, and they didn't show when I
walked or stood, only sitting, and the skirt is short enough that it's
hard to sit on it when sitting down.
And see I think what I was wearing when I got to Kaezee's is real
important. Do you?
Kaezee says that's because I'm a noob, and just learned I could and even
knew that I keep looking at catalogues and ebay to learn all the words,
and so that clothes mean a whole lot. But I guess I could have just left
out all the shopping stuff but didn't.
OK, but so anyway, we got to Kaezee's. And no one still had really told
me where we were going. And she was wearing these real short and tight,
pink or, I guess, faded red denim shorts and a white peasant blouse with
lace but not a very low neck, and so short you could see her belly-button
stud sometimes, and she ran out to the driveway when we got there.
So after a while she said, "Come on, Sky, let's go to my room." And I
look at Ann, and she waves her arms like: "Go, Go." And in her room
Kaezee makes me sit on the bed and sits at the desk. And she says, "'K,
what you want to talk about?"
And I guess I should have said we had just been sitting in her den place
that was real cluttered, not dirty, you know, just lots of stuff, on this
real long couch and watching TV for almost ten minutes or more, but not
really watching, and no one saying hardly anything, and I was like:
"What's going on," then. And that was kind of in this basement place, but
only half a basement really, just eight or so steps down, and more steps
going the other way for a part that was higher than the other part of the
house.
And now we were in that up part, and her room is even more messy and tiny
too, and she has just a twin bed, but it's got a white canopy and a pink
ruffed thing, but with books and stuff sticking out from under it, and
thousands of stuffed animals and beanie babies all over. I mean really,
Marsh, more than you even ever had. And Samantha, the American girl doll,
was right next to her computer.
So I was sitting on the bed when she had asked that.
She has this super uber cute little dog, that's a Bichon-Maltese named
Slipper, and he's hers not all of theirs, that had jumped up on the bed,
and I don't know how because it was so high, but he did, and he was all
licking me and wagging like crazy. And I was trying to catch him to pet,
but he wiggled way too fast, though I think he really wanted me to.
And, also, that when we had first got there, we had come through the
kitchen, and her Mom knew Becky and Ann already, and she told her my name
and said I was a very unusual kinda girl. And I thought that was weird,
and she had just met me too and stuff (OK. Now I get it too, but just
didn't right away.). But her mom just said nice to meet you type stuff
and smiled.
And so in her room, when she asked that, I'm like: "Nothing -- I don-no",
because I still had no idea what it's about, you know?
And Kaezee said, "Ann and Becky didn't say anything?" And I shake my
head, and she laughs loud and gets on the bed and grabs Slipper without
any trouble, and says, "They thought you could smell me, I guess."
And I still am like: "Huh?"
And she says, "I'm a very unusual kinda girl too, Sky."
And I finally tweaked to what she meant, and I giggle and then a little
more and then, you know, couldn't stop.
And she giggles too and then laughs and says that Ann and Becky are
idiots and shouldn't have done that to us, because she thought that I'd
told them I wanted to meet her and all, but for me to talk to her anyway.
And I pointed at her shorts, and was still like I couldn't talk because I
was giggling but also because I was just real embarrassed too. And she
thought I wanted her to prove it, but laughing still, and I managed to
say, "Bulges?" And said, "OH, yeah - tuck and tape."
And I told her about the paper you sent me and stuff, and we talked about
you and Daddy and her folks too, and about Ms Y. And about the belt
things which is what she uses almost always too, but says that it's
different than the instructions because boy dancers want to look like
they got more for one or both of two reasons, not less; and I told her I
did it different too.
She showed me how she has it done and then helped me do it, and she said
that the trick was to get the 'little buggers' trapped in their home, and
it just takes practice, and she put the tape on for me that time, and I
left it to get used to.
And, Mars, we talked about how I'd let her do that too. I mean she didn't
touch anything just slapped the tape down, but she could see. And I said
how even when you and Michael would go in the sprinklers I wouldn't, even
when I was little. And she says that's because around one group we don't
look right, and feel weird, and around one group we know it isn't right,
and they're acting weird, and around both groups it would just be
confusion which to feel, maybe. And that we always knew it, inside. But
with each other it's OK. And in that way we're a third gender, but we
really, really aren't.
And she also said that it was OK because I wasn't at all her type anyway.
And I asked if she meant she liked girls, and she said, "Hell NO! I ain't
gay! Not that there is anything wrong with that." And I laughed like mad
because -- you know.
OK, and let me see, we talked about how I'd used the Nair stuff on my
legs and pits, and that got us to school because she asked if I was
scared about the locker rooms, and I told her about getting kicked out,
and she said that, yeah, the teacher's were just real intense on their
kids just before those tests and wouldn't have wanted a new kid that
needed to catch up, and she was sort of like what I had thought about
that, but seeing it in a better way for the teacher's, and that was
probably right, but still unfair to me, and she agreed too.
And she said about how she got lonely and things all the time, or used
to, too. And, you know, just all kinds of things and lots. And boys and
girls too. And Zack.
And, oh yeah , she goes to Westcott Hall. And Becky and Ann go there too,
and I didn't even know that. And she says the school knows she's "a very
unusual kinda girl" but not all the teachers, she doesn't think, and only
some of the kids but that it is OK, and she is in tenth grade and already
sixteen, and she's got a brother that is just started in medical school,
and a sister that is in college for the second year, and a little brother
that is fourteen and an eighth grader and has the hots for Becky (and
she's in ninth, which is older than I thought. So he is fat out of
luck.), and a little sister that is nine and in third, but she doesn't
know Wendy.
So, yeah, a huge family, but she called me her new sister then, and I
said I didn't really think so, and she said that I could be a part time
sister and that was OK with her, though some of our sisters didn't all
think so. And we talked about dressing in girl's clothes to pretend and
to not even really pretend, but to be a boy that everyone knew was in a
dress, and to do it because it felt good sometimes but it not be for
always. And I kind of thought that that was me, but she didn't really
think so I think, but I don't know. And I said I mainly liked to be a
girl when it was to do real fun things, because then they were fun-er
always, or if I just felt like real bad or alone.
And she told me we had brothers too, and neither one of us could really
figure out why, but it takes all kinds.
And Ann came up and knocked on the door, and we had been it there way
over two hours by then. But Kaezee said stay out because we weren't
decent. We had clothes on and stuff by then, but just she was hugging me
because we were talking about the scars on my stomach and the stuff that
happened back then.
But she grabbed me and tried to tickle me to stop me crying; that doesn't
work, but it did a bit, and put some eyeliner on me and some lipstick too
real, real quick. It wasn't my color she said but it would have to do,
and she said to tell Ann and Becky that we had just been talking about
make-up and hair and stuff because, though they were real, real nice,
they just couldn't really get everything we had talked about and were
even smart enough to know that, but that I didn't really want the
questions from them trying to figure it out. Which was real true!
OK, Marsh, I know this is like the longest letter in the history of the
world (I should call Guinness's maybe?), but I really want to tell you
about all of yesterday, OK? Because it was just -- just because. You
don't mind, do you? I guess you can take a break or something, right?
You just have a chatty little sister sometimes, I guess, and I guess I'm
your sister right now because I still got on your old pink baby-doll PJs,
and I think I still smell like lavender a little bit too. But I have to
tell you why yet.
OK, I'll try to speed it up some. OK, the rest real fast, OK?
We all decided to go see a movie, and Kaezee had to convince her parents;
and her little brother (only lots bigger than me) was talking to me about
school and stuff because he had been watching TV with Becky and Ann all
this time. So I just told Scott, that's his name, that I didn't know
where I was going next year, and he's going to be a freshman at the Hall
but just starting, and I just said I was doing work for my old school
right now and stuff. But when Kaezee came back she told him to stop
trying to make Becky jealous by hitting on me, and that made both of them
mad, but more embarrassed, you know, and me too. And she stuck out the
tip of her tongue and wiggled her eyebrows up and down, and nobody could
stay that way with her, not even Scott very much.
So we all went to the big mall, not Scott, just us, and he was mad
because Kaezee got out of going to see their Grandparents. And Kaezee has
to go tomorrow, which is today now, and she has to go in disguise
because, even though they know about her, she doesn't make them see it.
And we got to the Mall and did more shopping, and I got two more tops
(Both were on sale. OK?), one's a peasant blouse like Kaezee was wearing
but with little blue and yellow threads in the seams all over, and the
other a teal T that has shell sleeves and a round collar and is tighter
than regular ones. And I also got a skirt just like the one I wore to
breakfast that time with Lisa and Wendy. You know, the long one that
looks like it's a slip with lace on it, but it's really not?
And we went to the store that was the same as the store in the little
mall, and they would let me have my money back for my hose, only buy
something else, and they didn't have control tops in my size, and I
probably will have to go on line for them, and Kaezee says to use 'em
even though it's not my tummy that needs to be controlled. And that's why
I got the other shoes there.
Then we had dinner.
Oh, listen, I wanted to get that T in pink, a real kinda bright hot pink,
and no one would let me! They said that wasn't my color at all, and they
kept doing that all the time when we looked at stuff that wouldn't even
show, or we weren't really going to buy, and said I could wear mild pinks
if it wasn't very much only. And so do you think that's so?
But after the movie we went to a sports store for just girls, and I got
two pairs of these things called spirit shorts, that are like what
cheerleaders wear when they're not built into the skirt, and so you don't
have to worry so much about your skirt showing something with other
things because they are thicker or you wear them over panties, though
they look just like they are them, or something; I don't know why, but
it's OK to show them, maybe just 'cuz cheerleaders do all the time. And
when we were looking at them, Kaezee said they were good for keeping Jack
and Bill where we wanted them without taping them down, and she said it
right out in front of this sales girl that wasn't very friendly, and she
just thought Kaezee just meant our boyfriends and the shorts were sexy,
at least I hope so anyway, so it was really funny. And so I got a blue
and a pink pair, and that was the only time they let me get pink all
night.
I had got shrimp quesadilla for dinner. You ever had that? It's good. I
think they must do Mexican food out here because the sushi isn't so good.
But Ann says she knows of real good places and is going to tell me where,
so maybe we just haven't found them yet. But Kaezee has never even had
sushi and won't try it! She just eats tempura and stuff there.
And we went and saw "Maid of Honor," and it was OK, I think, there were
real funny parts, but Kaezee and I kept talking so much the olds around
us kept shuss-ing, and we finally moved to a part without people around,
and even Ann and Becky wouldn't come with us. We were just making fun of
the movie and talking about the actors and other actors and stuff, you
know, but we held hands and leaned on each other the whole, whole time,
and had even when shopping too. But it wasn't like holding a boy's hand -
- I mean like dating holding hands; just we wanted to do that.
And when we went to the bathroom I told her about what Daddy said about
it being best and OK where you were most comfortable, and she liked that
a lot, but said it could make other people uncomfortable, but they didn't
have a reason and about lesbians anyway, and it really just being their
prejudice that made them not comfortable anyway, not the people. And it
is weird and a half going pee when taped down the first time, but you
probably didn't want to hear about that, huh?
But OK anyway, I'm almost done, Marsh. Just one more thing to tell about.
After the movie we got drinks at the food court, and I saw an instant T-
shirt place. And I snuck away with Ann, because I was using her charge
card for everything by then, and got Kaezee a T-shirt that says "A Very
Unusual Kinda Girl" on it, and when I gave it to her she pretended to
sneak off (but I knew what she was doing. Duh.) and got me one too! And
I'm going to wear it today when I go to bicycle with Lisa and a friend of
hers, and they got mine in sky blue (my color, with greens) and with
bright yellow letters, and Kaezee's is pink (because she wouldn't let me
get any for myself, and it is her color already), with blue. And the
letters are scrolly and like cursive. Pretty neat, huh?
But Kaezee had snuck off for real, and got me some Mr Bubble lavender
scent while we were looking at lip glosses because, see, she had told me
the best way to get the tape off of there was in the shower, but the
better, nicer way than that was to do it inside a warm bubble bath.
So now I get to buy her something else real soon. But right now I'm broke
totally, and owe Ann like thirty bucks.
Then we drove everybody home, and the security guard guy at the apartment
was out front, and he helped me get my stuff into the elevator and didn't
even act weirded about what I was wearing because I'd forgot to change.
Then I ran in like I had to go to the bathroom and had to put on some
basketball shorts because Daddy was watching TV. But it was already real
late so he didn't mind not talking much, and I took a bubble bath and got
on your PJs (Pink!!) and then remembered to write and tell you stuff last
night, but was too tired to say it, and waited 'til this morning to tell
you everything, everything. And I really hope you don't mind too much,
because it was like getting to do it all again a little, you know?
Anyway, I'm so sorry for being so -- what's that 'verb' word? Dinosaur
book time. -- You knew I meant 'thesaurus', right? Sounds like a
dinosaur's name, right? So 'verbose' was what I was thinking of, but can
I be 'loquacious' instead? I like how it sounds better.
OK, so I got to get dressed. I'm still in my PJs, and I'm going to wear
my blue skirt and the pink spirit pants to bicycle with them. And my
Unusual Girl shirt too!!
Bye, Marsh
Your little sis (since I'm still in my nightie),
Skye
& Loves and Hugs!!
P.S.: And, Marsh, I was kinda all weirded at the start in the morning,
but I just am not any more.
Don't let anyone else know, OK?
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Sunday, May 4th (fifteen minutes later)
So, what do you think about Kaezee?
A: Wonderful, B: Fantastic, C: Awesome, D: Amazing, E: All the above
:-)))
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