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Tom Boy By Jena Corso Edited By Angela Myers Part 5 Tommy returned to his classes, hopeful that they liked him during his interview and then went to film study. He met up with the girls after film study as they brought over his cheerleader outfit and got ready to change his outfit before practice. "So how do you think it went?" Faith asked, hugging him. "Well, I was able to answer everything, so I think it went alright," said Tommy. "I have to meet them again tonight, as they gave me this invitation to their formal. They said I had better attend if I really want a chance to get in." Mandy took the invitation from Tommy and read it thoroughly. She took her phone and logged on to the school's website and read the instructions. "Wow, you're going to need something to wear," said Mandy as she began texting rapidly. "I'll work on it while you're in film study and I'll tell your mom." "Can't I just wear this suit?" said Tommy. "You're so cute, but so clueless Tommy," Faith chuckled. "Tommy?" said a familiar voice, startling him from his left side. "Wow, holy shit, that is you isn't it?" "Kevin?" said a very surprised Tommy. "Yes, it's me," said Kevin. "So I was worried when you returned none of my calls and then finally left me that message that you're blowing off my sweet sixteen tomorrow. Then I heard a weird rumor and someone forwarded me your newspaper article and I was confused, but now that I see you, I realize that obviously I'm not the one confused." "Kevin, it's just been a strange week," said Tommy, not even knowing how to explain his situation without getting in more trouble. "I can't really talk about this now as I have to change and get to practice. I'm sorry." "You can't talk to me about it?" said Kevin, very pissed off now. "We've been best friends since kindergarten! So is this why you really moved? Was that just bullshit about leaving due to money, and you left to become a chick?" "Kevin, please!" Tommy was getting upset. "You know we left because of money! Please, I can't get into to this now!" "Whatever. I can't believe I came all the way here and this is all you have to say!" said Kevin, turning and walking away extremely upset. "I'm shocked enough about you becoming a woman, but who would have thought you'd be a fucking bitch too!" They headed to the ladies room, helping him quickly change into his cheer uniform as he was grateful to be out of the suit and heels, but extremely distraught over the comments of his best friend. Faith touched up his blush and brushed on a fresh coat of gloss on his lips as Mandy took a thick red headband, pulling his hair back off his face as they quickly headed for practice. Tommy followed instructions as always and practice went by quickly and smoothly before they all jumped into Trisha's car. "Hey guys," said Trisha. "So Faith, your friend Amy called me back and she's got a few things that sound nice in his size." "That's perfect, Mrs. Watkins," said Mandy. "I got a hold of Rebecca at Jade and she can take him at 7:15, so if we zip over to the dress shop now and are lucky, then we'll still have time for Rebecca, because there's no way we can get all the way back across town to your house to do his hair and makeup plus get the dress and get him there." "Trust me, you're better off with Rebecca anyway," said Faith, chiming in. "Mandy, you are great with hair, but for something formal she's amazing, and it's so much easier in the salon." "I know, I just feel bad to make Mrs. Watkins run around like crazy and have to spend money," said Mandy. "But don't worry Mrs. Watkins, she won't charge us much and we'll buy the dress at cost with Amy's discount." "Girl's relax," said Mrs. Watkins. "I don't mind spending some money on things like this. We moved to this neighborhood so we could afford to do some things and not live like paupers. In a way, making him look perfect for this formal and the interview is like an investment in a potential scholarship. Tommy, after I make that investment, you'll have to do the rest." "Today, I did mom," Tommy replied. "I know you did sweetie, or we wouldn't be doing all this running around for you now," said Trisha. "So now you'll have to just be a charmer again tonight." Tommy looked up, seeing the fancy dress shop as Trisha pulled over to park. They got out and walked inside as Faith and Mandy met the dress salon owner. "Well, aren't you a little beauty," said the woman, taking both his hands and looking him up and down. "He is not at all what I expected, Faith. I've got quite a few things that would work on him." "That's wonderful Amy," said Trisha smiling. "Thank you Trisha," said Amy, circling Tommy with a cloth tape and measuring him all over. "Ladies, you take a seat and I'm going to pull a few things for him. Tommy, go into the dressing room and don't be shy, because I'll need you to strip down to your underwear. Don't worry honey, I've seen it all so just relax and do it." Tommy headed behind the curtain and stripped off all his clothing. He sat there for a few minutes as Amy finally came in with a series of nude colored garments. "Ok, now don't be nervous and let me do what I have to do here, sweetie," said Amy, kneeling down in front of him. Tommy eyes almost popped out of his head as this stranger now dropped his panties to his ankles before he could even blink. "These too." Tommy was stunned. "This is kind of.." "SSshhh," said Amy, putting her fingers on his lips. "I know you might be feeling a little embarrassed, but no need sweetie. I've dressed a number of girls like you, so don't be worried. I'm going to slip you into something to help tuck away your little friends down there and give you a perfect shape. Trust me, you'll feel so much less self-conscious when I get you all ready." Amy held out a nude colored spandex type garment and before he knew it, she was pushing back his junk and fastening some snap between his legs. She then removed his little sports bra and pulled his arms through the shoulder straps of this one piece undergarment. She then tugged at some Velcro, tightening the waist and then opened an ultra-sheer pair of nylons, sliding them up his legs before following that with a padded type panty girdle. She examined him and made some slight adjustments, before she surprised him by pulling down the shoulder straps. She now took her hands and cupped his small left breast and firmly pressed on some tape. She then tugged at the tape pulling it toward the middle, before cupping the right breast and firmly pressing the tape in place as Tommy, looking down realized she was creating some little cleavage. She returned his arms through the straps and opened a square box and he saw her remove a silicon type insert. It felt cold and odd as she inserted it into the cup portion of the undergarment, making sure to push his taped breast as upward as possible. She then repeated the other side and before he knew it, he could feel the odd sensation of their weight on his body. "Ok, let's try the first one Tommy," said Amy. "You just step in and I'll do the rest, ok." Tommy watched her unzip a red sleeveless dress and he stepped in as she zipped him up. "Ok, you walk out and model for your mom and the girls, and we'll repeat this 4 times until we have hopefully picked the perfect dress," said Amy. He walked out, and the girls analyzed him, making him turn this way and that. "Wow," shouted Mandy. "Va-voom, girlfriend." "Incredible Amy," said Trisha. "The curves are amazing." "Thank you," said Amy, patting herself on the back. "In dresses like this, you just have to have some shape. I just put some curves in the places where they should be. Now let's go try the others, honey." Tommy repeated the process three more times, trying on a beaded blue dress, a classic black gown, and finally a violet ruffled mermaid style. His mother and the girls studied every one of them, before finally Trisha seemed to make up her mind. "Let's go with the more conservative and classic for an event like this," said Trisha. "I want him to be dressed to impress, and not be too sexy. I think we should go with the black." "I was thinking the same thing, so I think that's a perfect choice," Amy nodded. "We'll add a touch of color with the shoes, purse, and some earrings, and he'll be drop dead gorgeous." "I love that," said Trisha. "Perfect," said Amy. "Take him across the street to Rebecca and we'll figure out the jewelry and accessories while he gets his hair done. When she's finished, you can come back and dress him here and you'll be all set." "I'll stay here and pick a few things and see you guys in a bit," said Faith, looking at her watch. "If you can be back within an hour, we'll be right on schedule." Amy helped Tommy off with the dress and slipped his cheerleader outfit back over his undergarments. He immediately noticed how it was super weird to have breasts in the outfit, as they walked across the street into the salon. "Hi, we have an appointment for Watkins, Tammi," said Trisha. "Yes, she can go right to the back to Rebecca, second chair on the right," said the receptionist. Tommy followed his mother and Mandy over to Rebecca as Tommy slipped into the chair. Rebecca wrapped her cape around him and pinned the cape around his neck as she studied him. "So a college formal, I heard," said Rebecca, as she was behind him now, touching his hair. "Is it like a dance or cocktail party, or is it just a social thing?" "It's an opportunity to socialize and learn more about the candidates, they told me," said Tommy. "All I know is that it seems fancy." "They had a very specific dress code. Suit and tie for men, and formal evening wear for women," Said Mandy looking at her phone. "It says - Women are expected to wear long, formal evening dresses. Short frocks, no matter how glamorous, are not acceptable, and trousers should not even be considered." "We picked a conservative type gown. It's a Valentino," said Trisha. "Not too sexy, yet very formal, so I want something on him that will look appropriate." "I can do something like that. No problem," said Rebecca, holding his hair up. "Ok, let me get to it as I know time is important here and we don't have much." Rebecca plugged in a few irons and began brushing through his hair. She filled her hands with a thick mousse and began spreading it into his dry hair. When she finished, she brushed almost all of his hair to the left side and created a part. She then took a thick 2 inch barreled curling iron and lifted the large section, creating large thick loose curls which now sat below his right ear. She then worked at the crown of his head and behind his neck with her rattail comb, teasing on the parted side as he could see the volume forming on his head in the mirror. When she finished, she began pulling it tightly across behind his head, inserting pin after pin, forming a low pony behind his right ear. She then worked on sweeping his bangs across as well, and before he knew it, most of his hair had been swept to one side. She fussed with the curls behind his right ear, curling them again and inserting many more pins. Finally she returned to the other side, creating a single loosely hanging wave in front of his left ear, before circling him and Enveloping him with a thick, sticky spray. "It's perfect, Rebecca," said Trisha as Rebecca waved her over. "Thank you," said Rebecca, smiling as she admired her work. "Let me just do the lips and touch up his makeup and you'll be out of here on time." Rebecca brushed a little blush on his cheeks and then touched up his eye lids. She then took a brush as he watched her dip it into a deep red color and paint on his lips. "He's striking," said Rebecca, admiring her work and removing his cape. "In Valentino, with this chignon, he's going to look like a timeless beauty." "You look so beautiful, Tommy," said Mandy, smiling at him. "You're making the rest of us look like bums." Tommy moved his head, staring at his hair which had now been arranged in a side chignon. Rebecca held the mirror behind his head, showing him the perfectly formed, rolled under pinned curls behind his right ear, which looked so odd to him. His bangs had now been swept across in front, and his hair a thick perfectly formed wave across the right side of his forehead. On the left side hung strands of twisted hair dangling, and his lips looked huge as they stood out in a deep cherry red color. "Ok, come on, we've got to get you dressed and ready," said Trisha pulling him up. "Thank you again Rebecca for all this on such short notice." "My pleasure," said Rebecca. "Come again sweetie, and good luck tonight." They walked across the street, now re-entering the dress shop. Faith greeted them and immediately took Tommy to the back room to dress him. He stepped into the dress as she zipped him up and then slipped a thick sparkling rhinestone bracelet on his left wrist. "Sit down," said Faith, as he sat and she opened a shoe box. His eyes almost popped out of his head at seeing the shoes as she slipped on the first one and fastened the ankle strap. "I can't walk in these!" whined Tommy. "These look so high." "Sure you can," said Faith, ignoring him and fastening the other. "You had no problem in heels for almost all day today." "Yes, little tiny ones," cried Tommy. "Not like this." "Come on. You'll be fine," said Faith, standing him up and dragging him out of the dressing room. "Mom, these are too high," complained Tommy when he saw her. "Can't I wear those other shoes from today?" "Dear, they wouldn't match, and you don't wear low shoes in a dress like this," said Amy, coming over. "Now walk to me slowly and you'll get the hang of it in no time." "These don't match either," said Tommy as he walked slowly. "Dear, these accentuate your look. That's the idea," said Amy handing him a red clutch. "Now notice the red strappy stilettos, matching clutch, and the red lips accentuate your black dress, and it's a perfect evening look for blondes like you. Walk towards the mirror and turn back a few times." Tommy walked towards the mirror, holding his little red clutch, almost not believing what he was seeing. She was right as he now noticed how his lips stood out in front of his perfectly formed side chignon and matched his red 3 inch thin sling back pumps. It was crazy to see the way the smooth silk black dress showed off his newly created shape as he now had the illusion of hips and a set of bouncing boobs with just a touch of cleavage on display. As he walked, part of his left leg poked out through the slit on that side. Faith now stopped him and clipped on some sparkling multi-tiered dangling earring next to his little pink studs. "See, you're walking well already," said Faith. "Just concentrate on heel to toe and focus on what you have to do to impress the people at the school, and you'll be fine." "Thank you so much," said Trisha, hugging Amy. "You're welcome," said Amy, placing a black shawl over Tommy's shoulders. "Relax and have fun honey. You couldn't have turned out more beautiful." They headed for the car and Trisha quickly drove him to the formal. They pulled up and Tommy slowly rose from the car as his mother hugged him. "Remember, class and dignity is what you are all about," said Trisha. "Have a wonderful time." "Walk slowly and trust me, there's no one in there that will see anything but a gorgeous young student," said Mandy. "In your purse is your lipstick, some mascara, and a mini hairspray. Make sure you check yourself every once and a while, and touch yourself up every hour." "Plus, you got a killer body now," Faith slapped him on the ass. "You go girl. Knock 'em dead with that charm, and if that doesn't work, keep walking because those stilettos and the tight dress are giving you some great wiggle." Tommy slowly walked toward the door, glancing back to see his mother and the girls pull away. He walked to the entrance and handed his invitation to the receptionist at the door. "Watkins," said Tommy, as she took it from him. "Tammi." "Oh, there's a typo here," said the girl. "It says Tommy. I'll fix it." "That's my nickname," said Tommy. "Ok, enjoy Ms. Watkins," said the girl, standing up and pinning a small red rose on his dress. Tommy walked in now, seeing about 200 people circulating as he gingerly navigated in his heels down a winding staircase into the main room. He looked around, seeing all the kids and was handed a cup of punch as he walked through the crowd. He sipped, trying to calm his nerves, and stared at the lipstick ring he had left on the cup. He took a deep breath, seeing Mr. Stuben and headed towards him. "Good evening sir," said Tommy shyly. "Well, Tommy, or might I say Tammi," said Mr. Stuben, correcting himself. "Don't you look very nice this evening." "Thank you sir," said Tommy, slightly embarrassed. "So, I must tell you I was not expecting the young lady I saw this morning, but certainly you've opened our eyes," said Mr. Stuben. "I hope that's a good thing, Mr. Stuben," said Tommy meekly. "Well, time will tell, won't it?" said Mr. Stuben. "Now enjoy your evening Ms. Watkins." Mr. Stuben walked away as Tommy found a seat and everyone listened to the speeches. He carefully took in the words from the faculty and senior students, lecturing everyone about the school and it's offerings. After an hour of lectures, they finally finished and Tommy headed to the rest room. He stopped short of the doors and then realized he better use the ladies room, and he stepped inside. He looked at the other girls freshening up as he stared at his reflection in the mirror, and saw how his lipstick was faded and knew he had to repair it. He opened the tube and carefully applied it to his lips, feeling incredibly strange as he was doing it for the first time. He then took the little bottle of hair spray to the back of his chignon and then around to the front. "Damn, this is too weird," said Tommy to himself as he turned and left the ladies room. He headed back into the main reception now, taking a small sausage on a stick from a hostess as he was happy to eat something. "I'm shocked that you even eat," said a voice, startling hm. "What," said Tommy, turning around and choking as he saw Jimmy. "You ok," said Jimmy, tapping his back and then gently rubbing it". I didn't mean to startle you, Tammi." "It's ok"'. Said Tommy, catching his breath. "I just meant you're so skinny," said Jimmy, handing him a glass of water. "Wait, I mean you're in great shape. Wait I mean you look ...I mean let me shut up." "That's a good idea," said Tommy laughing, realizing that he made Jimmy nervous. "How about let me start over," said Jimmy, taking Tommy's hand and shocking him by kissing it. "It's a pleasure to see you again Tammi. I didn't know you applied to Elden." "I didn't," said a sickened Tommy as he wiped Jimmy's saliva from his hand. "I was invited as a student athlete." "Wow really. Me too," said Jimmy. "I didn't know that they did that for cheerleaders. You must be pretty special." "Well, let's just say I'm unique," said Tommy. "Well, I'd love to know more about that," said Jimmy, holding out his arm. "How about we go sit down and talk." "That's ok," said Tommy. "I really have to mingle." "Come on, I don't bite," Jimmy took his hand. "Plus ,I don't know anyone else here so maybe we can mingle together and you can introduce me to some folks." "Jimmy, I only know a few of the faculty," said Tommy as Jimmy placed his hand on Jimmy's forearm and started walking now. "Good evening, Ms. Watkins," said Mrs. Mcbain. "Well hello, Mrs. Mcbain," said Tommy. "Wonderful to see you mame'. "I'm glad you came this evening dear," said Mrs. Mcbain. "We spoke a lot about you today, so I'm pleased to see you in a more social setting, and you look lovely tonight. And who is this strapping young gentlemen?" "This is Jimmy," said Tommy, as Jimmy extended his hand. "My pleasure, Mrs. Mcbain," said Jimmy, releasing Tommy to shake her hand and then slipping his fingers between Tommy's holding hands. "Ms. Watkins, you do realize that this was invitation only, and you were not permitted to bring a date," said Mrs. Mcbain, giving him a dirty look seeing Jimmy rubbing his thumb on Tommy's fingers. "We understand, mame," said Jimmy, pulling his invitation from his pocket with his other hand. "I was also invited." "Oh, I see," said Mrs. Mcbain, inspecting it. "I feel better now and I'm certainly learning so much about people this evening. Anyway, wonderful to have you here tonight Jimmy, and good luck." "Thank you mame," Jimmy smiled. "Well, take good care of her Jimmy," said Mrs. Mcbain. "You've got a fine young lady there. What a wonderful couple you two make." "Oh shit," said Tommy, pulling his hand away. "She thought we were a couple." "And what's wrong with that," said Jimmy, smiling. "No way your boyfriend is as hot as me." "What a cocky asshole you are," said Tommy, turning away as Jimmy grabbed his arm. "Yeah I am and I know chicks like you love that," said Jimmy, dipping him and attempted to plant a kiss on Tommy. Tommy was pinned and stunned for a moment, feeling disgusted as Jimmy was wiggling his lips all over Tommy's cheek as he turned his head to avoid the kiss After a brief moment of being manhandled, he felt Jimmy's tongue entering his ear and quickly pushed Jimmy as he released him. "What the hell," said Jimmy surprised. "Get lost, asshole," Tommy slapped his face loudly as the entire room turned as he had created a scene. He looked over seeing Mr. Stuben shaking his head, embarrassed now, Tommy stormed into the ladies room. He immediately took his phone, calling his mother to come get him. "Tommy, you're ready to leave already," said Trisha. "Is everything ok?" "No mom, please just come. Come right now!" said Tommy. "I just want to get out of here." "I'll be right there, but it'll take at least 20 minutes," said Trisha. "Meet me out front. You sure you're ok?" "I'm fine," said Tommy, trying to compose himself. "Please just come as soon as you can." Tommy hung up and tied to hold in the tears as he was getting emotional. He cried for a moment and then gathered his composure, looking at his reflection. He took s tissue, wiping his eyes as best he could and then slowly tried to repair his mascara. He calmly fixed his lips and then straightened his dress, walking out of the rest room and out the door. He sat outside on a bench waiting patiently for his mother as Jimmy startled him. "Nice job Tammi. You probably fucked up both our chances of a scholarship. What a fucking bitch you are," said Jimmy, surprising Tommy. "Just leave me alone, Jimmy," said Tommy. "You did that to yourself." "No, it was you, you little tease. If you would have just gone with the flow, all it would have been was a nice kiss and we'd have no issues. There's not a girl alive that doesn't want to kiss this," said Jimmy, motioning to himself. "Come on, how about we forget what just happened and we'll go for a little ride and make up. You know you want to." "I don't think so," said a voice from behind Jimmy. "Kevin?" said a surprised Tommy. "Who the hell are you?" said Jimmy. "I've been waiting for the right moment to continue our conversation from earlier," said Kevin. "It bothered me badly so I've been hanging around all day, waiting for the right moment to finish it. I tried to talk but you couldn't. I watched your cheerleading practice and then tried again, but you were getting your hair done and shopping but there just didn't seem to be a free second, so I figured we could just talk after this." "Are you kidding me?" said Tommy. "I can't believe it." "Is this your boyfriend?" said Jimmy. "No, just my special friend," said Tommy. "Jimmy, please I think it's time for you to go." "I don't think so. The lady and I have some unfinished business, so why don't you just take off asshole," said Jimmy turning around. "Tammi's leaving with me." "That's not what I just heard," said Kevin, stepping in Jimmy's face now. "Now buzz off." "Boys, is there a problem here," said Mrs. Watkins as she pulled up. "Tammi is leaving with me now. Get in the car please young lady." Happy to see his mother Tommy quickly scampered to the car. "No problem mame," said Jimmy, backing down. "I just had a very nice evening with your daughter. I'll be going now." "Thank you and good night," said Trisha, watching him walk away. "Kevin, it's been a long day. How did you get here?" "I drive now Mrs. Watkins, as I turned sixteen last week," said Kevin. "Oh that's right," said Trisha. "Listen, it's been a big struggle for your friend as there's a lot of things that have been out of his control. Why don't you call the house tomorrow and you two can talk." "Ok, I will," Kevin then left them alone. "Good night." Trisha drove Tommy home, now relieved to be in his mother's car. "So who was that boy and what was that all about," said Trisha. "Mom, it was nothing," said Tommy. "I met him another time after cheerleading and he was also invited." "So it seems he likes you," said Trisha. "Obviously he has no idea about you. You've got to be careful not to give boys the wrong impression you know." "Mom, I gave him no impression. He actually used to date Faith and came over to us after the pep rally. That's all," said Tommy. "He didn't know anyone there except me, so he came over to say hello and then I just couldn't get rid of him." "You couldn't or you didn't want to?" said Trisha, leering over at Tommy. "He's an awfully cute boy." "Mom stop! I tried. He just wouldn't leave me alone," said Tommy.. "Tommy, it's ok," said Trisha. "I'm your mother. I'm not judging you. I'm here for you." "Ok, mom that's enough of this subject. I'm exhausted," said Tommy as the car pulled up to their home. "I've got tomorrow and the competition on Sunday, and then everything will be back to normal." "I guess you're right honey," said Trisha as they went into the house now. "Let's get you some rest." Trisha carefully helped him off with the dress and then with the body shaping garments. She dropped his nightgown over his head and sat next to him, removing his makeup. "So, do you think the party went well for you?" said Trisha as she was removing pin after pin from his chignon. "I hope so," said Tommy. "I chatted with a lot of people and I think some of them like me." "That's good," said Trisha, brushing his hair now. "And just tell me the truth honey, there was really nothing between you and that boy?" "Mom, please. It's been a tough enough week. I'm not interested in boys," said Tommy. "I am a boy! Did you forget already?" "No of course I didn't. I just love you no matter what," said Trisha. "I know you've never had a girlfriend and that first date. You'd tell me if you did, right?" Mom, stop," said Tommy. "You know I would." "Just checking sweetie," said Trisha, removing his makeup. "That first kiss is so special and just want yours to be special too. So that hasn't happened yet, right?" "No mom, I told you it hasn't. I've just been into sports and that's all," Tommy explained. "I really have not known many girls until recently, and have never had time for girls. I guess eventually I'll have a date." "Ok, there's no rush honey," said Trisha, kissing his forehead as she walked out of the room. "But whenever you want to date, it will be fine. Maybe that was ketchup or a different girl's lipstick I noticed on Jimmy's collar. Good night honey." Trisha closed the door as Tommy tossed and turned in his bed, finally falling asleep, In the morning, his mother happily let him sleep in as he wandered to the kitchen at about 10am. "Good morning, sleepy head," said Trisha as Tommy poured himself some cereal. "So Kevin already called and I told him you'd return his call when you got up." "Do I have to?" said Tommy. "Don't I have practice soon?" "Yes, just cheer practice today at noon," said Trisha. "I know it's the final tune up before the competition tomorrow. I expect Mandy will be here soon." "I'm sure she will," said Tommy as he ate. When he finished, he headed to the bathroom and saw Mandy chatting with his mother, sipping coffee. "So, this is so exciting Tommy," said Mandy, hugging him. "One day until the competition." Mandy held out his uniform as Tommy knew the drill as she handed him his pink panties and lifted his nightgown over his head. He stepped into the panties and she fastened the little gel bra over his chest before zipping up the back of his pink road uniform. He put on his own ankle socks and sneakers as she quickly wrapped her cape around his neck and began spritzing his hair with some water, dampening it. "Nothing too fancy today Tommy," said Mandy. "I'm just going to do something quick and cute, because we all have a busy morning." "We have more to do than just practice," said Tommy, as Mandy was brushing through his hair. "Well, after practice, we have the dentist and the nail salon," said Mandy. "But that's it. We all get our teeth whitened and our nails done. It's a cheerleader thing, kind of like that bonding stuff the football players do together." "Gee, how fun," Tommy said sarcastically as Mandy was pulling his hair and snapping her scrunchie. "Just relax and enjoy it," said Mandy chuckling as she took a large iron, working on the back of his head. "Soon you'll be back to a sweaty, disgusting football player and maybe you'll miss the pampering." "Trust me, I will not," said Tommy as she curled his bangs now. Mandy now worked on his eyes with her wand and liner, before dabbing at his cheeks. She touched his lids with her shadows and then took a small brush to his lips. "I guess, but it's a shame because I feel like we've gotten so close as girlfriends," said Mandy, now tugging his hair as he felt her digging at his scalp. "It's got to be hard for you." "Thanks, but we'll still be friends, regardless of what I'm wearing," said Tommy as she removed his cape. "Thank you, that means a lot to me," Mandy hugged him. "So, I hate to interrupt you two ladies, but your rides are here and Kevin is also sitting in the living room," said Trisha, startling Tommy. "Oh crap," said Tommy, walking inside. "Kevin, what are you doing here?" said Tommy, almost rudely. "I told my mom I'd call you later. It's really not a good time to talk." "Can we talk in private for a minute," said Kevin. "Sorry, I really can't right now," said Tommy, seeing the players and Mandy staring at him. "I will call you in a few days." "No, that's not good enough. I've called you so many times now, and you've blown me off," said Kevin, getting upset. "We've been best friends forever, and all I've gotten is the run around and bullshit from you." "Kevin, it's just been a weird week," said Tommy. "We're still best friends." "Really? Well best friends communicate and don't blow each other off," said Kevin. "But Kevin, I .. I..," said Tommy, putting his head down and stuttering. "I'm sorry. Look I'm still your best friend even underneath all this." "Are you sure?" said Kevin, testing him. "Yes, of course," said Tommy. "Then fine, regardless of what's going on with you, then you'll be at my sweet sixteen party tonight," said Kevin. "I don't care about all this, I just care about having my best friend with me." "Kevin, but all our old friends will be there, and see me like this," said Tommy, panicking. "I would ruin your party." "Tommy, they've already seen you?" said Kevin. "Everyone saw the newspaper and just about everyone has seen your portfolio online. I mean obviously we've all been shocked, but when you see your timeline and old photos then it all makes sense. Now I'd love for you to bring whoever you want with you. Mandy, you are certainly invited or if you have a date or something Tommy, then that's cool as well. I'm not here to judge you, I just want my best friend there." "What time is this party?" said Mandy. "It's not until 9pm," said Kevin. "Ok, because we've got a busy morning and cheer practice, and we'll need time to shop and get ready," said Mandy, looking at Tommy. "I heard, and I know their financial situation, so I took some liberties and I hope you don't mind Mrs. Watkins," said Kevin, looking at Trisha. "I called that dress shop you guys went to yesterday and also the salon. The woman told me they have plenty of sweet sixteen dresses in stock in his size, so it'll be no problem. I also booked Tommy the works at 5pm with Rebecca, and an appointment for his dress at 4pm. It's already all prepaid, so all you have to do is show up. I know, I may have overstepped my bounds a little here, but it just wouldn't be right to have my party without my best friend." "Kevin, I want to be there with you, but I can't let you do that," said Tommy, tearing up. "Please Kevin." "Tommy, it's nothing," said Kevin, hugging him and rubbing his back. "Now have a good practice and I'll see you tonight." "Kevin, please," said Tommy, as Kevin put his finger on Tommy's lips now. "I'll see you tonight," Kevin ran his fingers through Tommy's bangs. "Who knew you were so cute when you were little."