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The Fortune Cookie 1 (Revised) Part 10 It was Sunday and the last day of the holiday. Paul awoke knowing that the latest meeting with Paula (as he now refered to her) would have to be discussed with his family. His mother was in the same predicament. He checked to see whether his breasts had grown more or if anything else was different. Nothing had changed as far as he could tell. He washed and for the first time, decided not to use his shaving kit. Since it was now known that he didn't need it, he decided that it was time to give it up. When he arrived for breakfast, he noticed everyone staring at him. "If you're expecting me to have waist long hair and ample breasts, you'll have to wait a while. I'm still Paul," he told them. "We know that," said Laura, a mug of coffee in one hand. "Its still sinking in that that is going to happen." "So, I suppose you'd like to hear about my latest meeting with her," he added, sitting at the table and picking up a slice of toast. "Of course. What did she say?" asked Alex. Paul told them about how it was because of their fortunes that she had told them instead. "I met her again," said Laura. "We'll get hints on our fortunes in our dreams, when the time comes." "So, we have to just sit and wait for them to happen?" asked Joanne. "Seems so," said Laura. "And she won't say anything about Kelly's parents." "Well, I think we may get some friction," said Alex. "So, what are we doing today?" asked Joanne. "For once, I've no coursework to catch up on." "Its Sunday, never much to do. Might be some shops open," said Laura. "Well, maybe Paul here can shave his legs. No girl dares go around with hairy legs," said Joanne. "It may have slipped your mind but Paul is still a boy for now and will be at school. He won't be shaving his legs for now," said Laura. Paul had come down without trousers on - he was looking for a clean pair. "I'd really like to," admitted Paul. He was slightly blushing. "If you want shops, theres a shopping complex on the outskirts. They're usually open on Sundays," suggested Alex. "We can go there for a while. Everyone agreed?" asked Laura. Paul and Joanne nodded. They finished breakfast and headed off for this shopping complex. As had been expected, most of the shops were open. Paul was in two minds about which shops he wanted to visit. He was, of course, looking for a shop that dealt in his favourite hobby: model cars. However, he did take more of an interest in the clothes stores too, though this caused a few awkward moments. Laura and Joanne were perusing the ladies department of one clothes store and Paul couldn't help but being interested himself. "I like that skirt," he pointed out, rather too loudly. "It would look good on you mom," he quickly added, looking embarrassed. Mom just looked at him and offered a sympathetic look. She knew that he wanted the skirt for himself. Paul walked away and tried to find some boys clothes. They stopped at the food court for something to eat at midday and Paul's dilemma was brought up. "You really want some girl clothes, don't you?" asked Laura. "I can wait. I've got to be a boy as long as possible," he replied sheepishly. "I can get you some clothes if you want?" she added. Paul looked at her and feebly nodded "I need some new boys clothes, and shoes." "Yes, I forgot about that. But I'll buy you a dress if you like," she said. Paul gave a weak smile. "And some shoes too?" "Ok, we'll do that too," she smiled. After dinner, they found another clothes store and got Paul a new pair of shoes for school. New trousers were also acquired after his smaller height made his old ones too long. In the ladie's department, Paul kept back despite Laura wanting his opinion at times. "I just need to know what size you'll be," she asked him. "I don't know," he replied. "I don't know anything about womens sizes." "Ok, I'll just have to guess," she said. After a short while, she found a dress that he liked, plus a pair of shoes with a small heel. "Thank you mom," he said, tears were starting to form in his eyes. "Don't cry please!" she told him, offering a tissue from her handbag. The rest of the day, Paul tried to keep calm. He continued to look at womens' clothes but found solace when he at last found a model shop. "This shows that some of the old Paul is still very much alive," said Laura to Alex. "Yes, it does. He won't be gone entirely," he replied. "Have you got a tenner Dad, please? Theres this car I really want!" called Paul from the shop doorway. "Definitely NOT gone!" said Alex to Laura. * * * When they arrived home, Paul went to put his latest car with the others and then came back downstairs. "We need to find a way of adding some inches to your height," said Alex, holding up Paul's new boys shoes. "Yes, but how? Plasticine didn't work too good," asked Paul. "We'll find a way," said Alex. "These shoes are higher around the ankle so your feet won't be coming out." "We did think about some insoles and placing them over whatever we were going to use," said Laura. Paul was only half listening. His eyes were soon looking at the bags containing his dress and girl shoes. Laura noticed this and drew his attention. "I can see what you want. If you want to do that, you can. But this has to be sorted out," she said. Paul nodded. "I'm sorry, I just can't help myself at times." "Well, you'll have to, you know that," said Laura, picking up the bags. "Oh, come on then, upstairs." They entered his room and he sat down. "It would be so much better if you were a girl full time now," she sighed. "But we need to sort your shoes out. You've lost some height and giving it you back isn't going to be easy." "I know mom. I'm sorry. You shouldn't have bought these," he sighed. "Too late now. You do want to try the dress on?" she said. He nodded and removed his all his clothes except for his underpants. "I do have moments when I think like a girl. I'm beginning to like them too," he said. "That could be a problem," she replied as she took the hanger from the dress. "It can be," he admitted. "We'll have to buy you some panties," said Laura. "Your legs are hairy, but they'll just have to stay that way." Paul took the dress and tried to put it on. "You step into it," said Laura, giving him a hand. "There, thats better. It really suits you." Mom was finding the sight of Paul in a dress, a little hard to take. She recovered and took the shoes from their box. "Put your socks back on, please." Paul put his socks back on and Laura quickly slipped the shoes on. Paul got to his feet and looked down. "If only I had a mirror," he sighed. "Come into my room then," sighed Laura. Paul followed, finding the heels not too difficult. He went over to a standing mirror in the corner of the room. He looked in it and was stunned. "Just a moment. I think these might fit you," she said. She had found a pair of tights and some panties. Paul looked at the garments and went to put them on. His legs looked better with the tights on. They didn't hide the hairs but they made them less visible. "Ok, sit by the dressing table," she added. Paul obliged and Mom stood behind him. She took a brush and started brushing his hair. "Your hair really is thick. You should be proud of it. Now lets make it shine," she said. His hair had never been brushed as much. He had to agree in the end that it did shine. "It looks wonderful," he smiled. "Wait till its longer," said Laura. "Now, lets see." She took her make-up and went about doing his face. "Oh my god," he gasped as he looked at himself in the mirror. Even Laura was taken aback by her work. "Don't cry, you'll smudge your make-up," she said, though she too was fighting back the tears. "I can't help it! I look amazing!" he sobbed. "Ok, let it all out. I'll just have to redo it," she said and took Paul in a hug. "I never want to go back to being a boy after this," he sobbed. "You need to though. School, remember?" she said. He nodded. "I know." "Well, I think we need to introduce the new girl to her father and sister," she added. Laura led Paul downstairs and into the living room. Alex and Joanne were watching the television. "Excuse me, but I'd like to introduce you to someone," began Laura. "I'd like you to meet Paula." There was silence and two astonished faces. "Is that our son?!" asked Alex. "He does look good as a girl," exclaimed Joanne. Paul found himself being examined by both of them. "Mom, you should get a job doing make-up. He looks brilliant. So, his face is still boyish in structure but if it was a female face, he could be a top model," said Joanne. "You happy like this?" asked Alex. "Very much. I wish I was a fully formed girl now," he admitted. "Just a shame we couldn't style his hair now. It would grow out even better," added Joanne. "Don't give him any ideas. He needs to look like a boy for most of the time. From what he's told me, his mind slips into girl mode from time to time and it wouldn't surprise me if it'll be happening more often now," said Laura. "Yep, thats right," said Paul sulkily. "I need to keep my mind in boy mode as much as possible." "So, does this mean we won't see Paula for a while?" said Joanne. "I would have loved to have talked make-up and hair and all that with her." "Hopefully one day," said Paul. "One day." "Any luck with the shoes?" Laura asked Alex. "Trying some small pieces of wood," he said. "Then adding foam to pad them out." He showed Laura and Paul one of the shoes complete with a piece of wood in the back. "Just need to see if its enough," he said. Paul took the hint, took off his girl shoes and put on the modified boys shoes. "Okay? Can you walk in them?" asked Alex. "Seem okay. Do feel taller," said Paul. He walked a few steps around the room. "Can you measure me?" he asked. "Sure," said Laura and she fetched a measuring tape. Paul was slightly disappointed that his height had been increased by just 1.5 inches. But seeing how hard it would be to raise the height further without the back of his foot sticking out of the shoe, he accepted that only incredibly high stilettos would restore his lost height fully. "You'll have to accept it," said Alex. "Lets hope nobody notices too much." "At least I'll know how to walk in high heels," said Paul. "Just watch your gait," said Laura. "You still need to walk like a boy." "Yes, I've heard drag queens use incredibly high heels just to walk like a woman. Forces them to take smaller steps and gives them a wriggle," said Joanne. "Ok, so we're sorted," said Alex. "Take off those shoes and I'll make the modifications permanent." "You can put those shoes back on if you like," said Laura. "I think Joanne wants her sister around a while longer." Paul quickly slipped on the girl shoes again and sat back down. "Legs together at the knees," said Joanne. "We don't advertise." Paul obliged and put his knees together. "Just remember son, or is that daughter? You're a boy tomorrow," said Alex. * * * Paul spent the rest of the day wearing his new dress and shoes. He felt at ease with them on, so it was a wrench to take them off before going to bed. The panties had been put in the wash, while the tights had been given to him. He went to bed after washing off the make-up, with Laura's help. It was back to school tomorrow and that at least meant he could concentrate on being Paul once more. But the events of the past few hours made him wonder if that would ever be possible. "Hello again," said Paula as he came face to face with his future once more. Paul was for once lost for words. "You're impatient, aren't you?" she asked. "Well, they say patience is a virtue and its one you'll need to learn. The wait is most definitely worth it but you must hang on. Don't make things hard for yourself." "But if I'm your past, then what I've done, surely you regret it?" he replied. "I have never regretted it. You know how I feel already. I never want to be a boy again," she answered. "Thats what I said to mom," he sighed. "I meant it too." "I know you did. You are just starting to discover yourself, but it will take time before you are complete." "It just felt so wonderful, like I belong," he said. "Just be patient, thats all I ask," she said, then left him. Paul awoke next morning and put on his usual underwear and headed for the toilet as usual. He looked in the mirror and noticed that his height had stayed put for now. He had marked the 5ft 5 measurement on his door frame just to keep tabs on when his height would finally stop shrinking. His chest felt itchy however, especially around the nipples. Having washed, he got dressed and headed down for breakfast. "Good to see my son down today," said Laura. "I'm not trying to put you down, but seeing as you're back at school." "No problem mom. But I did enjoy last night," he said. "I know you did. Could see by the look on your face," she replied. "Paula told me to be patient last night," he said. "Did she now? She has a point. You'd better follow it," said Laura. Paul lightly brushed his hair before putting on his helmet and fetching his bag and bike. He was soon on his way and getting back to the norm of weekday life. Kelly was waiting by the bike shed as usual. "Not keeping your hair tidy?" she asked him as he locked away his bike. "Too tidy equals too girly," he replied as he met her lips for their morning kiss. "Hows things anyway?" she asked. "On the way home. As for the others, I'm not just ready yet." "When do you want to tell them?" she asked. "Maybe end of the week, at earliest?" he replied. He had thought this through and was wondering how best to do it. His friends had to know, it was wrong to keep secrets and this was one secret that was going to be near impossible to keep in the weeks ahead. "Still growing your hair, I see," said Mike, first lesson in. "Give it a break," said Paul. "Or have you forgotten that I'll put your lights out?" At dinner, all talk was about the week just gone. Paul made the motor show his primary subject and avoided the events of Sunday altogether. "Gran hasn't been well of late, thats why my parents and I went to see her," explained Linda. Paul did however notice that his hands had caught the eye of Linda, who as always, sat opposite him. "Your hands are a little slender," asked Linda after dinner. Kelly was tagging along and so overheard. "I've got something to explain," said Paul. "But not today. And please don't mention this to anyone." "Whats up? I can take a secret," she said. "I'll explain tomorrow at dinner. You all need to know," he added. "Fine. Tomorrow then," said Linda. Linda tried to get an answer out of Kelly, but she was keeping mum too. "He said tomorrow. And yes, I know what its about," said Kelly. Linda decided to wait until tomorrow. Mike hadn't noticed, which was good news for Paul, who was sick of his comments. "I wish I was in Kevin's class," he thought. It would have been better, for Linda and Kelly were in that class too, and he knew who would have been sitting next to him if that was the case. Paul now had another subject to discuss on the way home. His planned explanation to his friends had been brought forward. "I hoped something like that wouldn't happen," he told Kelly. "Well, your hands are getting smaller," she said. "But Linda could have kept it quiet," he snapped. "She hasn't mentioned it to Kevin. She only asked me because I'm close to you. I told her nothing. I've already told you, Linda is a great friend." "Well, it boils down to me explaining everything tomorrow," he sighed. "Back to what I was going to tell you, yesterday..," he said. He told her about his new clothes and how his mom had made him up. "I wish I had been there," said Kelly. "I felt so much better," he sighed. "I want the changes complete now." "Don't feel bad. You'll be a girl eventually," she said. "How are your shoes, the ones you have on now?" "Not too bad. Not too hard to walk like a boy. Bit of a bugger to ride my bike with though," he said. "So, what did you tell your parents about the other day?" "It was hard to explain since I left the house straight after breakfast. I just told them that I'd promised to spend the day doing homework with you. It was all I could think of at such short notice," she replied. At the usual point, they kissed and said their goodbyes. "I'll be beside you tomorrow, and bring that fortune paper," she said. Paul headed home with the thought of coming out to his friends running through his head non-stop. "Whats up son?" asked Alex, noticing the look of concern on Paul's face. "I've got to tell my friends about me tomorrow. One of them noticed my hands," he said in a low voice. "You're worried they might turn on you?" asked Laura. "Don't worry too much. Kelly is with you on this, she'll be with you to the end," said Alex. "I know," said Paul. "She's my best friend in the whole world." * * * Tuesday started like any normal school day. For Paul that is. His day always now included a body check, seeing how his baby breasts were coming on. They seemed to have slowed down after that quick start, but the nipples were now itching more and his shirts were rubbing against them. "I need some of that cream," he told Laura that morning. "Didn't you say Kelly was giving you some?" she replied. "Yes she did. I'll ask her today to bring it round this afternoon." "We may need to get you a camisole, seeing that your nipples are becoming sore," she added. "Well, I've got my friends to worry about today," he said. He had got that fortune paper of his in his pocket and he knew that this was key to convincing his friends of his plight. "Got the paper?" asked Kelly upon his arrival. "Yes, now I hope the others are sympathetic" he said. First lesson didn't help matters. Mike was seemingly grumpy, as though he'd got up out of the wrong side of the bed. "Whats up with you?" asked Paul. "Nothing," said Mike. "There is something up. Everything OK between you and Alicia?" said Paul. "Will you mind your own business!" snapped Mike. "Sorry I asked," replied Paul. Mike remained sour throughout the day and when dinner arrived, Paul was wondering whether he should postpone the announcement. "Somethings up with Mike," he told Kevin as he sat down at their usual table. "Yeah, I noticed him being a little offish when I arrived. Wonder whats up?" said Kevin. "Afternoon Paul," said Linda, joining them. Kelly arrived with her. It wasn't long before Mike showed up and Alicia joined him. Something was up and it seemed to be between them. Paul decided to avoid asking and went on with the job in hand. "So, you said you want to explain something?" asked Linda. "Yes," said Paul, sounding nervous. "Do you remember that fortune cookie I had back in November?" "Just about," said Kevin. "Why, you saying it will come true?" "Sorry, but I'm not up to speed with this," said Alicia. Paul quickly explained the story to her. He then reached into his trouser pocket and retrieved the paper. "It is coming true," he explained. "And it's big, for me, that is." "How do you mean?" asked Linda. "You noticed my hands, how they look slender," he asked her. "What do they remind you of." "Girls hands," she said, utterly bemused. "You're not saying, that you're.." "I am. I'm turning into a girl." Everyone except Kelly looked at him in utter disbelief. "What, you're having surgery?" asked Kevin. "No, its magic. This paper, Linda, you try and tear it," said Paul handing it to her. Linda took the paper and read it before looking at Paul. Paul just nodded, egging her to try. She pulled and twisted the paper but she couldn't damage it in the slightest. "I don't understand, its just paper. It should tear. You try Kev," she said, handing the paper to Kevin. He too failed to tear the paper. "A piece of paper cannot be magic," said Mike all of a sudden. "Just admit it Paul. You're taking hormones, you trans-freak!" "I beg your pardon?!" asked Paul. "I am undergoing changes that no hormone therapy can provide!" "There is no such thing as magic!" he cried. "I've had enough for one day. I'm finding another table. I don't want to sit with freaks." They watched in disgust as Mike got up and left. Alicia didn't say anything. "What is wrong with him?!" asked Kevin. "That wasn't just!" said Linda. "Even if you are taking hormones, I wouldn't call you a freak." "But it is magic. I no longer have balls and my breasts are already developing," Paul sighed. "It's true," said Kelly. "Paul is changing into a girl. He cannot stop it and now he doesn't want to." "You've got no balls?! You cannot stop it?" asked Kevin. "You want to be a girl?" asked Linda. Paul just nodded, which caused the expressions of concern on the watching faces to mount. "If what Paul has said is correct, this isn't medical," put in Alicia, who had stayed put. "I have a cousin who is becoming a girl and its going to take him 2 years to do it." "You have a cousin who is transgendered?" asked Kelly. "Yes," said Alicia. "I don't see him, I mean her, very often. Shes always been more of a girl than a boy anyway." "How are you family towards him?" asked Kevin. "Very good actually. My family are fairly open on many things," said Alicia. "I think thats where Mike and I have gone wrong." "So, if Paul is becoming a girl, hows this going to affect you, Kelly?" asked Kevin, turning back to the main subject. "I'm staying put. I might as well tell you now. I'm actually gay. Have always been, with just a strong leaning towards Paul," said Kelly. "But we are agreed, we're becoming a lesbian couple." "Oh boy, not learning much at this moment, are we?" said Kevin. "I knew," said Linda. "I'm just concerned over her parents." "My parents don't want a lesbian for a daughter," sighed Kelly, picking up on Linda's comment. "Mine wouldn't mind," said Alicia. "That is why Mike and I are not getting on well at the moment." "What do you mean?" asked Kelly. "I like boys mainly, that is certain. But I am curious about girls. I told this to Mike and well, you know why he's been sour today." "Oh, so Mike is a narrow minded git. I just hope he doesn't start bragging this to everyone just to spite us," said Paul. "I'll put his lights out," said Kevin. "So, does this mean you two are over?" asked Linda. "I hope not," said Alicia. "I still like him. Its just his attitude at the moment." "He's stupid," added Paul. "The number of times Kev and I have saved him from scrapes, I hope that somewhere, in that hollow head of his, he remembers who his friends are." "Agreed," said Kevin. "So, when are you going to be a girl fully?" asked Alicia. "Sometime in April, maybe. Before the exams anyway," said Paul. "That soon?" said Kevin. "But how're you going to cope?" asked Linda. "I'm just going to have to find a way," explained Paul. "I'm going to find it strange seeing you turn into a girl. You sure you're okay about doing this?" asked Kevin. "I am. Don't think me stupid, but I want to cross the gender line. But I also want your continued friendship," said Paul. "Count me in," said Alicia. "Me too," said Linda. "We've been friends since primary school, I can't see why not. We've been a boy/girl group for a while, so no change there. I'm in too," said Kevin. "Thank you so much. I just wish Mike would just see sense," said Paul. "Let him stew in his own juices. He needs to find out for himself what an arsehole he is," said Kelly. Paul found Mike unrelenting in the lesson that followed. He found another table to sit at and this resulted in Paul sitting alone. He felt a good deal of resentment towards him and was willing to take Kelly's advice and ignore him. If Mike ended up in trouble, he would have to find his own way out. At the end of the day, Paul went to collect his bike as usual and found not just Kelly there, but Kevin, Linda and Alicia there also. "Just want to show you how much of a friend you are to us," said Kevin. "Thanks," smiled Paul. "You mean a lot to me." "So, those comments about your height, are they actually true?" asked Kevin. "Yes, they're true. My feet are smaller too. I've got raised insoles to make me appear taller," said Paul. "How's Mike been?" asked Alicia. "Ignored me. Sat at another table. I hope he annoys someone and he needs bailing out. I'll just turn my back on him then," said Paul. "Well, when it comes to PE, I'll be with you," said Kevin. "See you tomorrow. Coming Linda?" "See you tomorrow guys," said Linda. They headed off together, leaving Paul and Kelly with Alicia. "Not off to find Mike?" asked Kelly. "My relationship is on hold," said Alicia. "I'll walk home with you, if you don't mind." "Sure," said Paul. "More the merrier." * * * The three walked home together. "You serious about wanting to try it with another girl?" asked Kelly. "Yes," said Alicia. "I think you're pretty." Kelly blushed, Paul felt jealous. "Sorry Paul. I don't want to break you up. You two are really happy together," said Alicia. "Don't mind him. He told me he fancies you," said Kelly. "And so does she," said Paul. Alicia just giggled. "Why don't we arrange a threesome? Just us girls?" "It would have to wait a while. You're not 16 yet," said Paul. "I know. But I can't wait to try it," said Alicia. "So, how long are you growing your hair, thats if you are growing it?" "Past my shoulders," said Paul. "Wonderful. It should look nice," she added. "He's already got a dress," smiled Kelly. "Who told you to tell others?" asked Paul. "Sorry, I couldn't resist," she giggled. "Couldn't we stop off at your house and have a talk?" asked Alicia. "Not my house," explained Kelly. "Other girls are not allowed." "Because you're gay?" asked Alicia. "Yes," sighed Kelly. "Just wondering how they're going to react to Paula." "Paula?" asked Alicia, then it clicked. "Oh, so thats what we have to call you now!" "Anything else?" asked Paul to Kelly. "Don't worry Paul. I won't tell anyone," said Alicia. She then went over to him and kissed him on the lips. Kelly just stared. "I'm not finished," said Alicia. She then turned to Kelly and kissed her too. "I'm stuck," she added afterwards. "I certainly like boys, but kissing girls is equally nice." "So you might be bisexual?" asked Kelly. "Could be," sighed Alicia. "Well, my turn off is here. See you tomorrow." "See you," said Kelly. "You said I was jealous?" smirked Paul. "Your face was a picture when she kissed me." "How couldn't I be?" said Kelly. "You are the one for me, though her kiss was nice." "So, how about a kiss for your beloved?" asked Paul. "Sure thing," she said as she kissed him deeply, their tongues intertwining. "One thing I wanted to ask you, could you bring me that cream?" he asked her. "Of course, I can get it you now if you like," she said. He waited outside her front door. She raced in and came out moments later with a small bag. "Oh, hello Paul," said Mrs Walker. "What brings you here?" "Hi Mrs Walker. Kelly had some notes for me. Homework," he said. "Ok, theres something else in there," whispered Kelly. She gave Paul another kiss before heading back inside. Paul looked inside the bag when he got home. As well as a small tub of cream, there was a sports bra too. It was white, which would make things easier for him. "Oh, that's good," said Laura looking at the garment. "It won't show up under your shirts. Do you want to try it on now?" "I'll use some of that cream now," he replied. He removed his shirt and looked at his large nipples. Laura helped him rub some of the cream on. It felt cold, yet somehow good. The itching was going away. "I'd keep this cream handy. It does help," she added. "I can already feel it," he sighed. He then took the sports bra and looked at it closely. "These don't have any clips. You just pull them over your head like a t- shirt," said Laura. He did just that and looked down at himself. He was still flat chested, so the affect wasn't felt. "When they get larger, it might feel tighter. But I must compliment Kelly, this seems a perfect fit," said Laura. Paul decided to keep it on for the rest of the day, only taking it off at night. "So, how did your friends take it?" asked Alex. "All but one did," sighed Paul. "All because he was upset over finding out that his girlfriend is bi-curious." "She's gay?" asked Laura. "She doesn't know. I think shes bisexual, she likes boys but is curious about girls. He obviously doesn't like gays." "Does she still like him?" asked Alex. "Apparently so, but hes gone off in a huff," said Paul. "Well, thats his problem, not yours. But he has turned his back on you?" asked Laura. "Yes, and hes the only one in our group who is in my class," said Paul. "If he understands how much of a friend you are, he'll turn back," said Alex. "I hope so," said Paul. "Well, I'll be in my room letting my hair down." "In a few months, you really can do that," said Laura. "Tell me about it," called Paul. "Well, at least most of his friends have stuck by him," said Alex. "I'm glad. He'll need their support," said Laura. Paul was just entering his room when Joanne called him over. "Bro, could you just spare a minute," she asked him. "Sure, what do you want?" he asked. "I'm sorry for being such a pig to you. I just want to wipe the slate clean," she said. "This isn't because I'm becoming a girl, is it?" he asked. Joanne's expression seemed to prove the point. "I would like to put all our quarrells to one side," said Paul. "But not because of what is happening to me." "But would you do it anyway?" she asked. "On one condition," he said. "Name it," she answered. "Give me some styling tips for my hair," he said. "Deal, though I could help you on make-up too," she added. "Mom seems to want to help me there, but I need all the help I can get," he smiled. "Come into my room and I can show you a few things. Do you still want to be called Paul?" "Within these walls, call me Paula or sis," he replied. "Ok sis," she smiled. He had never been in Joanne's room since he was very young. Then, she had dolls and teddies. Now her room was dominated by wardrobes full of clothes and a dressing table full of make-up bottles, hair brushes, curling irons and straightners. "I suppose I can't demonstrate much, due to school. Pity, for I suppose you'd love your nails done," she said. "Very much. Kelly and I are thinking of going to the salon to have our ears and nails done after we've done our exams," he replied. "Well, I suppose I can at least show you how to do them yourself. I was about to do my nails now, seeing that the old coat needs redoing." She demonstrated how to give ones self a manicure and found him a very attentive pupil. He even volunteered to put the final coat of varnish on for her. "You're a fast learner," she smiled. "I'll call you in here more often." "It will be better when you can do my nails too." "Don't mind if I touch your hair?" she asked. "Go ahead," he said. "I repeat what I said the other day, you have wonderfully thick hair. I think you have girls hair already," she said as she stroked it. "How do you mean?" he asked. "Boys can have hair like this, but its still more course than girls hair. Your hair is too silky for a boys. I look forward to seeing it long." "I didn't know that," he said. "Well you do now, sis," she smiled. Paul left her room feeling that a new friend had been made. He had lost one friend, for now, but finding friendship with his sister had helped end his day on a high note. Friendship was certainly better than fighting.