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Summer Secrets By Varian Milagro http://varianm.blogspot.com/ Chapter 32 When I woke up in the morning Jill was home. I joined her for breakfast. "I'm sorry about Mark," I told her over cold cereal. "Let's talk about something else," she replied tersely. "Brenda said that we might be able to practice today." "It doesn't look good." She stared at her cereal. "Cindy is being a bitch and without her garage we don't have anywhere to practice." "Watch the language, Jill," called her mom from the other room. "What is going on with Cindy?" "Last night she told me and Brenda that either Stacy goes or she goes." Jill said. "Well Brenda just started laughing at her. Finally Cindy gets really mad and wants to know what Brenda thinks is so funny. So Brenda says 'Let me see, should we keep the guitar prodigy or the ditzy blonde who can barely play an F chord?' Cindy flipped out told Brenda to leave and that she quit the band. So now we have nowhere to practice." "I'm sorry," I said weakly. "You can practice in the basement this weekend if you would like," my aunt said from the doorway to the kitchen. "Really?" Jill looked shocked. "You father is away and the Johnson's are on vacation this week, so I don't see why not. If it gets too loud for me I'll go shopping or something." "You are so awesome, Mom." Jill leapt up from her chair and hugged her mom. "I'm going to call Brenda and Scott. He probably knows someone who can fill in for Cindy." "It will only be this weekend though," Jill's mom called after her daughter. "You will have to find another place afterwards." After I finished breakfast I found Jill in her room. She told me that Scott and Brenda would be over with the gear in a couple hours and then fell silent. I tried to think of something to talk about that didn't involve Mark, Daniel, Cindy or the band, but nothing came to mind. The resulting silence was torture so I left her room and stayed in the guest room for the next hour. Eventually I worked up the courage to try and talk to Jill again. Her door was open and she was sitting on her bed, listening to music and smoking a cigarette. "Aren't you afraid your mother will see you?" I asked her as I entered her room. "She knows." She patted the bed next to her for me to sit. "After Mark freaked out because I kept you a secret I got mad and told my mom the other secrets I was keeping for you. Later I felt guilty so I told her mine. I was hoping it would make me feel better, but it didn't. Anyway she knows now so I don't have to hide it anymore." "Did she get mad?" "No, she said that she'd suspected for awhile now and since I'm going to be 18 in a couple months I might as well just smoke in the open. I'm a little worried about smoking in front of my dad though. He's usually less understanding than my mom." "Jill, I really am sorry about what happened with Mark," I said. "Is there any way you can forgive me? I hate you being mad at me." "I'm not mad at you, well not anymore. I still pissed, but I'm pissed at Cindy now. It's not your fault that they can't handle different lifestyles. They're the ones with the problems." "Thanks," I said. "At first I was mad at you since you knew the truth about my dad and you didn't tell me. But after a while I realized that it was my mom who should have told me so I stopped being mad at you." "I'm glad that one is out in the open," Jill said. "I wanted to tell you so bad, but I was afraid you would get hurt more from the truth than the secret." "I still can't believe that they told you, but didn't tell me." "Yeah, well they didn't really tell me. When I was younger I used to use the downstairs phone to listen to my family's phone conversations. A few years ago I overheard my mom talking to Grandma. So, how are you dealing with the whole dad thing?" "I went from one dad who lived across the country to a dad that's dead and I don't even remember. It sucks." "You still have a dad," Jill said earnestly. "He may not be your biological dad, but he raised you. He taught you how to play guitar. He still loves you." "Maybe before, but now I know the truth. You think he'll still want to talk to me?" "He gave you his most prized possession, right? You think he would give that to someone he didn't love?" "But that was before I knew the truth." "He knew the truth and he gave you his guitar anyway." "Why did he leave then?" "He didn't leave you, he left your mom," Jill said. "Divorce sucks and it happens too much, but I don't think it happens because of the kids. My mom says that people tend to stay together because of the kids." "I wish he'd call more than call more than twice a year," I replied. "You could always call him you know." I mulled over her words for a minute and then said, "Now that we're officially cousins let's not keep any more secrets from each other, okay?" Jill opened her dresser, pulled out a couple stacks of photos and handed one of them to me. "I wasn't sure if I should give these to you or not, but since we aren't keeping any secrets I'll let you decide what to do with them." I looked through the first stack. It was all close-ups of me at the three different gigs, me playing my guitar, singing into my microphone, walking to or from stage. "Those were taken by Daniel. For every photo he took of the rest of the band he took three of you." She handed me the other stack. My vision blurred as I looked through that stack. They were photos of me and Daniel together, ones of Daniel showing me how to shoot pool at the bowling alley, Daniel and I kissing at the lake, playing air hockey at the roller rink, and even one of us kissing behind Cindy's house. "I've kind of been spying on you two. Sorry about that." "How did you take these photos without either of us noticing?" I said. "I've got a great telephoto lens." "So, when I told you that nothing was going on between Daniel and me, you knew the truth all along?" "Yeah, but only after the first trip to Horseshoe Lake. I suspected before that, but I didn't know for sure until I saw you two making out near the field." "I'm sorry I lied to you." Tears fell down my cheeks. "Oh, don't cry. I don't care that you lied." "It's just that I really miss him and I'm never going to see him again." "You never know what the future may hold," Jill said as she put her arm around me and pulled my head against her shoulder. A couple hours later Scott and Brenda showed up with all of our gear. Scott's van and Brenda's car were stuffed with equipment. We'd been using Troy's truck to help haul the gear, but that was no longer an option. "It's good to see you again, Stacy," Brenda said as she gave me a hug. "I've been rooting for you." "I think that is the first time you've called me Stacy." "Yeah, well don't get used to it, Princess," she said with a friendly smile. "That was a hell of an after show last week," Scott said. "I hope all our shows are that interesting." "I'm sorry that Cindy quit because of me," I said, looking glum. "You didn't make her quit. If she can't handle you living your life how you want, then it's probably better that she goes," Scott said. "We don't need that kind of negative energy." We quickly setup and were practicing like old times. I missed Cindy's guitar, she really helped fill out our sound. Scott said not to worry about the guitar; he said getting a replacement rhythm guitarist would be easy, finding a permanent, free rehearsal space would be the tough one. Chapter 33 After practice was over, and Brenda and Scott had left, Aunt Delores told us that she wanted to take Jill and me out for some pizza. There was a place in the next town that had a giant pipe organ that took up half the restaurant and a guy would play it while you ate your pizza. She said she wanted to make it a special occasion so she asked us both to dress up. She may as well have asked us to have another bowl of ice cream. I wore my white dress with a pair of wedge sandals. After applying my makeup I put ribbons in my hair. Jill and her mom both wore floral dresses, but Jill's was noticeably shorter. When we arrived at the pizza parlor Aunt Delores asked Jill and me to find a table while she ordered the pizza. There were a couple tables that would sit four people, but Jill insisted on a long table that could seat twelve people. When I started to sit she asked me to change seats so that I was facing the giant organ and she sat across from me. After a few minutes she said she wanted to play a game. One of us would close their eyes and the other would remove something from the table and then the person would have to figure out what was missing. She wanted to hide her eyes first. I looked at the table and there were only five things on it, a jar of red peppers, parmesan cheese, salt & pepper and a napkin holder. It would be really easy to figure out what was missing, but I figured I'd play along. I removed the salt and told her it was okay to look. She took forever to figure out what was missing. If she would've looked at one of the other tables she would've figured it out quickly enough since every table had the same five items. Eventually she gave up and said it was my turn. She took forever to decide what to take. She kept saying "no peeking" and that she was almost ready. I was afraid she was going to dump water on me or something. Finally she said that it was okay to look. "Surprise!" a chorus of people shouted when I opened my eyes. There, standing behind Jill, was Scott, Brenda, Aunt Delores, Luanne, Heidi, Patricia and Daniel. I stared at them with my mouth open and tears in my eyes. They all came around the table and greeted me. I stood up and hugged them all, except for Daniel. I didn't know how to greet him and it was clear that he didn't know how to greet me either. When everyone sat down I was sitting in the middle on one side of the table with Heidi and Luanne on either side of me and Jill across from me. Daniel was a couple people away from me which made it hard to talk to him. Even though I'd just seen Heidi and Luanne the day before it seemed much longer. I'd been stuck in the waiting room for the last week and hadn't been able to talk to them like I'd been doing all summer. I wanted to talk to Patricia, but in private. The pizza arrived a little while later and we ate while listening to the organist. I asked my aunt if my mom would be coming, but she shook her head no. She did say that Grandma and Grandpa would be coming and they had a very special surprise. After eating, Aunt Delores produced a cake with fifteen candles and they all started singing "Happy Birthday". After I blew out the candles I was handed several presents to open. I opened Brenda and Scott's gifts first. They gave me several pairs of earrings, a couple hoops and a pair of feather earrings that were similar to the ones Brenda liked to wear. "It's been six weeks so you can remove the studs," Brenda informed me. I swapped out the studs that Cindy had given me for a pair of small hoops. I opened a present from Jill next; it was a scrap book and a Barbie doll. "Every girl needs at least one Barbie doll," she told me. I looked through the scrap book. It was full of photos and items from our summer together, photos of the first slumber party, carnival tickets, our bowling score sheet, photos from band at practice and the three gigs, copies of our set lists, tickets to the drive in. The next present was from Luanne, Patricia, Heidi, and Aunt Delores and Uncle Rich. They asked Scott and Daniel to go into the game room while I opened the present. That made me insanely curious. When I opened the large box I saw that it contained two more boxes. I opened one and I couldn't figure what it was at first. The thing in the box was oval, slightly concave, was a peach color and made of some type of rubbery material I had not seen before. I pushed on it and it was kind of squishy. "What is it?" I asked. "Lift it up," Patricia said. "But not too high." Patricia held up the flaps of the outer box as if to make a shield, the other ladies all leaned in to see. I lifted the object, which shifted in my hand as I tried to get a hold of it. When I turned it around I was that it was teardrop shaped and had what looked like an areola and nipple. I stared at Patricia, feeling my face grow red. "These are silicon breast forms," she said. "They are much more realistic than foam forms and you can actually attach them to your chest; they're also a little bigger than your old forms." "I'm so jealous," Brenda said. "I wish I'd gotten bigger boobs for my birthday." I put the breast form back in its box and closed the lid. I was thrilled, but also pretty embarrassed. I'm glad they had shooed Daniel and Scott away. After I thanked them for the present Patricia said she had to leave; she did not want to be around when Gloria showed up. "Thank you for helping me," I said as we walked to the restaurant's front door. "How did you know that I wanted to be female, when even I didn't?" "I didn't know, but seeing you in the waiting room, hiding your face and body from the world reminded me of myself at your age, so I thought there was a chance that you were a kindred spirit." "Why did you make me ask Heidi about wearing the uniform?" "I did not want to coerce you to wear a dress; I wanted to present the opportunity, but I wanted you to do the work," Patricia said. "By suggesting you wear the uniform I opened the door and by making you ask Heidi for help, you walked through the door on your own." She paused and seemed to ponder something. "I hesitate to bring this up since I'm on the outs with your mother and grandmother, but there is a support group that I think you would find helpful. There are only four of us and most of us are over thirty, but we've all been where you are now. If you get permission to attend you might find it beneficial. We meet every Thursday night at 6pm." She pulled a piece of paper out of her purse and handed it to me. "This is my phone number. You can call me anytime about anything you want to talk about, okay?" She gave me a hug goodbye. As I approached our table I saw that Scott had rejoined Brenda, but I did not see Daniel so I headed to the game room. I found him at a pinball machine working on his third and final ball. I stood by the machine and watched him play. "Thank you for coming tonight," I said when he lost his third ball. "You're welcome," he said. He looked like he didn't know what else to say. "Listen, I'm really sorry I didn't tell you the truth," I said, looking at the ground. "I should have just told you the truth instead of saying I didn't want to go out with you, because that was a lie." "Yeah, I wished you would have told me the truth earlier, but I know why you didn't. I'm sorry my brother hit you. He's such an asshole." "Yeah." We lapsed into silence again. "So, Brenda was saying that you're taking pills that will make you a girl. Is that true?" "Umm...Well, they're supposed to make me look like more like a girl," I said, feeling pretty awkward. "They won't change everything, but there's supposed to be surgery for that." "Are you going to get surgery to be a girl for real then?" "I want to, but I don't know if my mom is going to let me do any of it." "Oh." He stopped talking for a few moments. "Want to play some pinball?" He dropped in a couple quarters and let me play first. I lost my first ball pretty quickly and then we switched places and he had a pretty good run. When it was my turn again I did better and started to catch up. "Your fingernails look really cool," he said. I looked up at him to see him smirking. "I'm not falling for that one again," I said with a smile of my own. When we swapped places I bumped him with my hip and we both laughed. After the game Daniel said, "I've thought a lot about the last month Stacy and I've had a lot of fun and I...well...I still like you, but I...umm...I mean...well...can we still be friends?" I smiled. "I'd like that." "I got you a present." He handed me an envelope with "Stacy" written on the front. I tore open the envelope, pulled out the card and two Aerosmith tickets fell into my hand. I looked up at him, dumbstruck. "Those are both for you and you can take whoever you want with you, but I'd like to go with you," he said. "If that's cool with you, that is." "Yes," I squealed. "This is so amazing! Thank you so much." I grabbed Daniel and hugged him. "I'd love to go with you to the concert." I realized what I was doing so I let him go. "Sorry, I just got excited." "It's fine Stacy," he said with a comforting smile. "I'm pretty excited about it too. My mom said she would take us. You can come over to my house before the concert and I can show you my car. I got it running a couple days ago." We were in the middle of our second game when Jill entered the game room and said that Grandma had arrived and she had a surprise for me. We stopped playing and headed back to our table. I was halfway there when I saw my surprise and I ran the rest of the way and hugged my dad. "Happy birthday," my dad said as he hugged me back. "I can't believe you're here," I replied as I let him go. "I've missed you so much." "Why don't we sit down?" As we took our seats it occurred to me that he had not seen me in a dress or with makeup. I was suddenly self conscious. The others did not sit down with us and we had the table to ourselves. "Your grandma has told me a lot about your summer," he said. "I understand that you call yourself Stacy now and I want you to know that I am okay with it. She also told me that you know that George was your real dad, but I want you to know that even though I am not your biological dad I will always be your dad. I love you and I will support you in any way I can. I know I haven't been there for you the last couple years, but that is going to change, okay?" "Thanks, Dad." I hugged him again. "I love you too." "I hear you been kicking it at some gigs this summer. I want to hear all about it. I want to hear all about your summer, Stacy." I told him about pretty much all of it. All the practices, the gigs, the salon and realizing I wanted to be a girl. I told him about Daniel and about being discovered by Nick. I told him about getting punched by Mark and Cindy quitting the band. "I'd love to hear you play, Stacy," he said when I finished. "We're playing tomorrow at Jill's house," I said. "I'll be there." My dad played pinball with Daniel and me for a while before it was time to leave. He was staying in a nearby hotel. Brenda and Scott gave Daniel a ride home and I piled into the car with Jill and her mom. On Sunday my dad was carrying two guitars with him when he came to see us play, an electric Gibson and a Yamaha acoustic guitar. He was renting the electric guitar from Yeager Music. He said that since we had lost our rhythm guitarist he was hoping that he could sit in with us. The acoustic he gave to me as a birthday present. We all had a great time playing together. I sang "Wild Thing", but this time I used my dad as inspiration. When we got to "Evil Ways" we played it for over twenty minutes. I did my solo and then my dad did a solo for several minutes. He showed everyone where I had learned my skills. All too soon it was time for him to leave. "I'm meeting with your mother tonight," he told me as he was putting his rental guitar in the car. "Your grandparents and I are going to talk to her about you." "What are you going to say?" I asked. "I'm going to tell her that I've never seen you happier or more alive. You have a light in your eyes that I have not seen since you were a little child. I'm proud of you, Stacy," he said as he hugged me. "Dad," I said as he was getting into the car. "Can I call you sometime, you know, just to talk?" He got out of the car and put his hands on my shoulders and looked me squarely in the eyes. "Stacy, you can call me anytime, even in the middle of the night." He gave me another hug and kissed me on the cheek. Chapter 34 Aunt Delores said that we could store our equipment in the basement until we found a new place to practice. After Scott and Brenda left Jill and her mom sat on the couch and started watching television. I went into my room and grabbed my teddy bear and then sat between them. I held my bear and worried about what was going to happen next week. I hoped that my dad and Grandma could convince my mom that I needed to be Stacy now. I was really afraid that once I went home again she was going to make me throw out all my clothes and makeup. I didn't want to go back to wearing boy clothes again and I didn't want to fight her anymore. I wasn't a rebel like Brenda. I couldn't even do it two days in a row without calling my grandma for backup. I couldn't fight her until I was 18. "Are you all right, Stacy," my aunt asked me. "No," I said and I could feel tears in my eyes. "Dad and Grandma are going to talk to mom tonight and I'm scared that she going to make me stop being Stacy again." I started crying when she pulled me into a hug. I lay against her and she stroked my hair as we watched television for the next couple hours. Later that night my aunt got a phone call from my grandma only to find out that she did not have any real news. They were still working things out and they were going to take me out on Tuesday for a birthday dinner and would let me know more then. "Instead of sitting around here for the next couple days stressing, why don't we go on a little road trip," Aunt Delores said. "Jill, do you think Brenda would like to join us at the beach?" In the morning we all packed, which was easy for me since most of my stuff was already in a suitcase. Jill and I helped Aunt Delores load the car and then we picked up Brenda on the way out of town. The two hour drive to the beach was torture; being the only non-smoker I found breathing difficult to say the least. It was a lot better when we arrived though. We had a lot of fun playing on the beach, collecting seashells and sunbathing. The town had an amusement area and we played on the bumper cars for over an hour. Afterwards we wandered around the small town and did some shopping. My Aunt rented a hotel room with three beds, two large ones in the main room and one with its own bedroom. Aunt Delores took the bedroom and Brenda and Jill shared one of the other beds. After dinner we all made bracelets using a kit we'd purchased in town during our shopping trip and then, once the sun went down, we made a bonfire on the beach and I played my acoustic guitar while Brenda and Jill sang. We sunned on the beach for a couple hours on Tuesday before making the two hour drive back to Bremerton. As soon as we got back to my aunt's house I took a long bath. I was much more relaxed bathing away from home now. As I sat in the bath I ran my hands along my body. I wasn't totally sure, but I think my skin was softer. I hoped it wasn't just my imagination. After bathing I did my hair and makeup. I put on a skirt and a pink blouse. I decided to wear my new silicon breast inserts. When I put them in my bra they didn't fit very well, I'd forgotten that they were larger than my foam inserts. Jill had a bra that fit me though. I really liked how they looked on me. I found myself once again hoping that someday I'd have real breasts of my own. That evening my grandma and grandpa picked me up to drive me to meet my mom for dinner. I tried to get my grandma to tell me in advance what had been decided, but she wouldn't say. I was really happy when I saw that we were eating at the Sea Galley restaurant. I loved crab legs and since they were expensive I didn't get to order them very often. Grandma said that since it was my actual birthday today I could have whatever I wanted. My mom was in the waiting area when we arrived. Her face lit up as soon as she saw me. She rushed over and gave me a hug and a kiss and then she told me that she loved me. I hugged her back and told her that I loved her and missed her. The hostess then led us to a booth and gave us menus, not that I needed one since I already knew what I was having. "Stacy, I've had some long talks with your father and your grandparents and we have come to some decisions concerning you," my mom said to me. "I'm still not entirely sure it's the right decision, but I am going to let you live full time as Stacy." I didn't say anything; I could not believe my ears. I looked at my grandma and she nodded and smiled. "I have also agreed to let you start seeing a doctor about your desires to be female. Gloria was able to setup your first appointment for next Friday after school." "Thank you, Mom." This was better than the Aerosmith tickets. "Your grandpa has setup a meeting tomorrow with the Principal Sanders and Superintendent Preston to discuss the possibility of attending high school as Stacy." I hugged her. "I love you, Mom." "I love you too and I pray this is the right thing to do." "Mom, can I come home and work in the salon with you for the rest of the week?" "Yes, sweetie," my mom said with tears in her eyes. My grandpa explained that he'd known Harold Preston, the superintendant of the Bremerton school district for many years and was going to cash in a few favors to get me enrolled in school as a girl. He also said that on next Tuesday I'd have to talk to Judge Wilkens again and explain why I had lied to him. Grandpa told me not to worry, that he had already talked to him, and I was just going to get a lecture about not lying to a judge even when covering for a friend. When our food arrived I told them about my trip to the beach while I savored my crab legs. I also told my mom about my Aerosmith tickets and crossed my fingers that she'd keep her promise about letting me go to a rock concert now that I was 15. She did. Grandma invited me and my mom to a Labor Day barbeque at her house. Her brother and sister, my great uncle and great aunt, would be there too, along with most of their kids and their kid's kids. She said that it would be a good time for me to finally meet my second and third cousins. My mom said that I could go, but she was not sure if she'd attend. My mom drove me to Aunt Delores after dinner so I could get my stuff. I hugged Jill and my aunt goodbye and thanked them for a great time. My mom hugged Aunt Delores and thanked her for talking care of her baby. She started crying which made my aunt cry too. We drove home and I went to bed early. It was nice to sleep in my own bed again. I was excited about being able to go to school at Westmore and I understood the need to stay at my aunt's until my mom could move, but I hoped she would move quickly. I liked spending time with Jill, but I really liked my room. It was my sanctuary and the guest room wasn't. Wednesday morning it was the first of September and at eight in the morning I was in my pink, uniform dress and barely able to contain my excitement. I was excited about working in the salon again. I was excited about the meeting at the school later in the day. The possibility of attending school as Stacy, my true self, thrilled me. The first customer arrived a few minutes later and I escorted the lady to the sinks and proceeded to wash her hair. After lunch I changed out of my pink salon uniform and into my white smock dress. I wanted to look innocent and cute for the meeting at school.. I thought that it might help my chance of success. My mom approved of the look as we headed to the car. When we arrived at school my mom walked me to the school office and we were led directly into the principal's office by his secretary. My grandma sat in a chair in front of a large oak desk. Two men in suits stood next to the desk, laughing with my grandpa. All four of them were smoking. As soon as we entered my grandpa introduced us to Principal Sanders and Superintendent Preston. Principle Sanders lit my mom's cigarette for her and then asked me to wait outside. After about twenty minutes I was asked back into the principal's smoky office. Principal Sanders motioned for me to sit. "Stacy, Superintendent Preston and I have discussed your situation with your mother and grandparents and we're going to let you attend Westmore high school as Stacy Peterson. You will be enrolled as a female student. You will be excused from physical education class. You will still need to exercise, but can do so at home. The school administrator, Mrs. Long, will give you a log to track your home exercise. She will also give you a key to the private, staff bathroom and your class schedule." "Thank you, sir." "I hope you can appreciate the need for discretion. It would be very bad for all parties involved if anyone were to discover your true gender. Do you think you can keep up the disguise all year long?" "I'm pretty good at keeping secrets, sir." On Thursday Heidi gave me a makeover. Since I was going to be in school as a girl I no longer needed to worry about needing to pick a hair style that could be converted back to look like guy's hair. I decided on a perm. Both Luanne and Heidi spent the next forty five minutes rolling up my hair in the pink rods. My hair was so long they had to use an entire bin of perm rods on me. Even after working in the salon all summer I still had not gotten used to the smell of the perm solution and it was even stronger now that my hair was drenched in it. While I waited for the chemicals to do their thing Luanne added extensions to my fingernails. I would have to remove them once the band found another place to play or when I wanted to play my guitar again, but I would enjoy having them while I could. Once my nails were painted Heidi rinsed the chemicals from my hair and then finished styling it. I loved my new hair. It was so curly, full and bouncy now. Chapter 35 Daniel and his mom arrived at the salon a little before noon on Friday. I was wearing my jeans with the floral embroidery instead of a skirt. Since Daniel said he wanted to be friends I thought I should dress more causal so I didn't send the wrong message. I also wore The Doors 1970 tour t- shirt that had been my mom's, a pair of wedge sandals, the feather earrings the Brenda and Scott had given me as a birthday present, and the leather bracelets I'd made at the beach. As soon as Daniel saw me his eyes went straight to my chest. I'd forgotten that I'd had an upgrade in boob size since I'd seen him last. He seemed to approve. His mom, Mrs. Plumber, drove us to their house so that Daniel could show off his car. It was no longer sitting on blocks and instead rested on a pair of brand new tires. The body was still unpainted and the interior was mostly unfinished. The front seats were pretty beat up and the back seats were missing entirely. The hood was still off and leaned against one wall of the garage. It had a large, rectangular hole in its center. Daniel showed me the engine and I saw the need for the hole; a giant chrome blower sat atop a shiny engine. ?The engine looks really cool,? I said. ?Have a seat and I?ll show you something even cooler.? He grinned from ear to ear. I sat in the passenger seat while Daniel sat behind the wheel. He fired up the engine and pumped the gas pedal. The engine roared and made my ears ring. He floored the gas pedal and the whole car tilted to the side. His mom opened the door to the house and frowned at Daniel. He shut off the engine. ?So, what do you think?? ?That was far out!? ?You?ve got to check this out.? He hit the horn and it went ?beep, beep? like the road runner from the cartoon. I laughed. ?That is so cool! You have to take me for a ride once you get your license.? ?You?ll be my first passenger.? We went into the house and told his mom that we were ready to go. She said that there was something she needed done before we could go, but that it shouldn?t take too long. We sat down and watched television while we waited. After about twenty minutes she came into the living room with an annoyed looking Mark in tow. They stood in front of me. Mark glowered at me while his mother glared at him. ?Go on.? She hit his arm with the back of her hand. Mark towered over his diminutive mother, but he flinched from her light hit. ?I?m sorry I hit you,? he said to me. He looked at his mom. She continued to glare at him. ?I won?t do it again, please forgive me.? ?Okay, you can go now,? she told him. ?I?m very sorry for the behavior of my eldest son, Stacy,? she said to me as Mark departed. ?We did a little better raising our second son as you can see.? She motioned to Daniel. ?If you two are ready we can get going.? She walked into the next room, leaving Daniel and me alone. ?Is Mark coming too? Didn?t you say that he had tickets?? ?The tickets I gave you used to be his. Part of his punishment for hitting you was that he had to give me his tickets, so I gave them to you.? ?Does your mom know about me?? I asked. ?No and Mark won?t tell either; he won?t tell anyone,? Daniel said. ?I?ve got tons of dirt on him and I told him that I?d let our mom and dad know about all of it if he ever breathed a word.? Daniel?s mom drove us to the ferry that would take us to Seattle. The ferry from Bremerton to Seattle was much larger than the one from Port Orchard to Bremerton. The Seattle ferry held around a hundred cars on its lowest deck and had two more decks above it. As soon as she parked on the boat she let us go free. She said that she was just going to wait in the car and to meet her back there before we docked at the other end an hour later. We raced upstairs and stood on the outer deck so that we could watch the ferry pull away from the dock. Once we were away we headed to the concession area were they had a couple pinball machines. We played pinball for about twenty minutes. Afterwards, we bought some burgers and fries and ate them up on the top deck. ?I?ve got some cool news,? I said as I threw a part of a French fry to a seagull. It swooped and caught the fry just before it hit the water. ?What?s that?? Daniel grabbed one of my fries and tossed it to the seagull. His aim was better than mine and the seagull barley had to move to catch the fry. ?I?m going to Westmore this year. My grandpa fixed it so I can go as Stacy Peterson and I?m going to stay at Jill?s until my mom moves to Bremerton.? ?That?s so awesome. Do you know your classes yet?? I pulled my class schedule from my purse and handed it to him. While he looked it over I threw a chunk of my hamburger bun and a new seagull caught it. ?This is so cool. We have English and geometry together. My first class is history and the classroom is really close to your first class. I can show you around before school starts and then we can have lunch together.? He looked at the ground. ?I mean, if you want to.? I smiled at him. ?I?d like that a lot.? I handed him a French fry and he threw to the seagulls. Within a few minutes there were about thirty seagulls flying alongside the ferry, all trying to catch my lunch as Daniel and I tossed it to them. Once we docked it was a short drive from the ferry to the Kingdome where Mrs. Plumber dropped us off. She gave us the number to the restaurant in town. Daniel?s dad worked in the Seattle and his mom was going to meet him at his work and then they were going to have dinner together. We found the end of the long line of fellow fans and began our wait. The doors did not open for another couple hours and yet the line stretched as long as we could see. We passed the time talking about how cool it was going to be now that we would be going to the same school. Daniel said that once he got his driver?s license in January he would drive us both to school. His big dream was to go cruising in his car once it was totally finished and make all the guys jealous of his awesome ride. I said that I?d love to go cruising with him. I told him that my dream was to be able to play guitar at the Kingdome one day and he said he would be in the first row watching me. We spent our remaining time in line dreaming of our future and how we could share it with each other. Once the line started moving Daniel took my hand and didn?t let go until we made it to the ticket taker. He said he did not want to get separated. Once inside he grabbed my hand again and we ran to find seats. Once we sat he didn?t let go of my hand. I didn?t say anything and neither did he. I was afraid that if I said anything he would let go of my hand. I looked at my hand in his. I really liked the look of my small hand with its long painted nails resting in his large, strong hand. We continued to hold hands until the music finally started playing. Aerosmith didn?t play right away, which was a bit of a bummer, but since the openers were Rick Derringer followed by Jeff Beck we weren?t too disappointed. After the opening act Daniel and I bought concert t-shirts and wore them for the rest of the night. The sound really sucked when Aerosmith started playing, but I didn?t care that much. I was just happy to see them live and in person. My mom was right that the concert was loud and there was too many people smoking pot, but it was so amazing. I wanted to see as many concerts as I could from now on and I really wanted to perform in one again soon. I kept my eyes glued on Joe Perry, Aerosmith?s guitarist. I wanted to absorb all I could about how he played live, his showmanship, all of it. When I finally heard them play ?Dream On? live I started crying. After the show Daniel and I headed to the spot where we were supposed to meet his mom. She was already waiting for us. We proceeded to describe the entire night to her while we waited for the ferry. She seemed very pleased that we?d had such a good time. We all decided to stay in the car on the ferry ride to Bremerton. I?m not sure when I fell asleep, but the next thing I know we?re at my apartment and Mrs. Plumber is shaking me awake. She said that it was after one in the morning. Daniel looked like he?d been sleeping, too. I waved goodbye and dragged myself into my apartment and fell asleep as soon as I hit the bed. Chapter 36 My mom let me sleep in the next day and then after that she took me school shopping. It turned out to be more than just a school shopping trip; it was also a new wardrobe shopping trip as well. Apparently my dad had said that a teen girl needed lots of options when it came to clothes and had given my mom a lot of money to get me setup. We spent all day Saturday shopping at a three different department stores. By the time we were done I had bags and bags of jeans, blouses, skirts, dresses, bras, panties, nylons and shoes. I was in heaven. On Sunday my mom met her friends at the coffee shop and brought me along again. I was allowed to stay at home by myself now, but she wanted her friends to meet Stacy. The ladies were pretty nice to me and complimented my new dress. After a few minutes they started gossiping about their adult friends and it got pretty boring. When we got home I took one last look at my long fingernails and then cut them all off. I loved how they made my hands look, but I hadn?t played guitar since I?d gotten them so they had to go. I?d briefly considered only cutting them off on my fret hand, but I figured that it would look weird only having long fingernails on one hand. On Monday my mom said that she?d come with me to Grandpa and Grandma?s barbeque. I found out that they had invited us every year, but she?d always found an excuse not to go. My grandparents have a beautiful home with an indoor swimming pool and their own tennis court. There were a lot of people there. Grandma?s brother, Harold, had five kids and her sister, Abigail, had three. Their kids all had multiple children and even a few of them were married with their own little children. Grandma had also invited their friends so there were nearly a hundred people at the barbeque. After we ate, my grandma took me around and introduced me to all of my new family. It was very overwhelming. At the start of the summer all I had for family was my mom. My dad and his family were thousands of miles away and didn?t really count. Now I had tons of family and they all lived pretty close. A couple of my cousins even attended Westmore high school. After all of the introductions were done I found Jill and Brenda talking together. ?Well, if it isn?t the prodigal princess,? Brenda said as I joined them. ?Leave her alone, Brenda,? Jill said. ?What are you talking about?? I asked. ?You should ask your grandparents if we can practice here,? Brenda said. ?The pool house would make a great rehearsal space.? ?They won?t let us, I?ve asked them before, remember?? Jill said. ?If the golden child asks they?ll probably say yes.? ?Why would they say yes to me when they said no to Jill?? I asked. ?Look around you. This party is all for you,? Brenda said. ?I?ve come to these things for the last several years and there are never more than twenty people here. Everyone wants to meet the long lost daughter of the fallen war hero.? After dinner Jill and I asked our grandma if we could use the pool house to practice. We were told no. She loved that we were artistic and wanted to support us, but she was not willing to give up her peace and quiet. On Tuesday I dressed as Gary one last time. I was meeting Judge Wilkens and my grandpa thought that it would save a lot of time if we didn?t have to spend the first twenty minutes explaining while I was dressed up like a girl. Judge Wilkens was stern with me, but not mean. He told me that lying to a judge was a serious crime and could warrant jail time. He tossed my case out when I promised never to lie to the court again. ?That wasn?t too bad, now was it?? my grandpa asked as we walked to his Cadillac. ?No, it wasn?t. Thank you for helping keep me out of jail, Grandpa.? ?You?re welcome. Your grandma tells me that you and Jill are having trouble finding rehearsal space. I happen to know a gentleman that has an empty warehouse on the outskirts of town. It?s free for your use on the condition that you both keep your grades up this year.? ?Thank you, Grandpa! I?ll do my best.? ?If you run into any trouble with school, let me know and I?ll get you a tutor. You probably don?t know this, but I did not find school easy either. But if you want to get anywhere in life you need to work at it. So, when you?re in school study hard and when you?re practicing your guitar, practice hard.? That night I removed all of my photos from the wall above my bed. I added them to the photos that Jill had given me at the picnic, ones of our time at the ocean, my birthday party and the jam session with my dad. Once I finished packing I took a long bath and shaved every hair off my body that wasn?t on my head. I ran my hands over my smooth legs; my skin was defiantly softer. I checked my chest, but I was still as flat as a board. I was so nervous that I could hardly sleep that night. Once I did sleep I kept waking up throughout the night and looking at the clock to see if it was time to get up. When it finally was time I was so tired I almost slept through the alarm. I shook the cobwebs from my brain and started getting ready for my first day of high school and my first day of school as a girl. First thing I did was I attach my silicone breasts. Once my breasts were secure on my chest I put on a matching bra and panty set. My outfit for the day consisted of a pair of tan tights, a denim skirt that hung just past my knees, and a beige blouse. I wore a pair of low-heeled Mary Janes. For jewelry I wore the hoop earrings that Brenda had given me and around my neck I wore my mom?s amber necklace. I headed to the bathroom to apply my face and work on my hair. After breakfast I loaded a couple suitcases into my mom?s car. My mom would take the suitcases with her to work. Once I was done with school I would go to the salon and then my mom would take me to my aunts where I would stay until Friday night. I would spend the weekends with my mom and the weekdays at my aunts until my mom moved. My mom cried when we arrived at the school. She said it was because her baby was growing up, but I think she still was still scared that I might get hurt going to school in a dress. We held each other for a few minutes and then I got out of the car and walked to up to the school. I was a little nervous as I made my way to the front door to wait for Daniel. It wasn?t from fear of discovery. There was a little of that, but mostly it was new school nerves. Besides Jill, Brenda, Daniel and a couple of third cousins I?d just met, I didn?t know anyone at Westmore. I knew Cindy, but I was hoping to avoid her. She?d promised Jill and Brenda that she wouldn?t tell anyone that I was really a guy and I didn?t want to put her resolve to the test. Daniel hadn?t arrived yet, so I sat down on a bench next to the doors and waited. As I sat I watched my fellow students trickle into the building and thought about my future. I still didn?t know when I?d get to practice with the band again, but my grandpa said he?d have something lined up for us within a week or two. I didn?t know when I?d see my dad again, but I knew that I could call him anytime and I knew that he still loved me; he?d even invited me to spend Thanksgiving with him. I didn?t know if my mom or grandma would ever forgive Patricia, but my mom was going to take me to her support group on Thursday. I didn?t know if the doctor would let me stay on female hormones, but I was going to Patricia?s doctor and my grandma said that they would try to talk him into it; she was pretty good at getting her way. It was a lot of unknowns, but I was Stacy, my family loved me and I was pretty happy. ?Hey, you?re in the band Honey Club, right?? I looked up to see two guys towering over me. They looked to be seniors. ?Yeah.? ?I thought that it was you, I saw you guys play at SkateLand. You were off the hook!? ?Thanks.? I was kind of embarrassed at the praise, but it felt really good too. ?Where you guys playing next? I totally was to see you play again.? ?I don?t know when it will be, we don?t have anything lined up right now.? ?Bummer,? he said. ?Listen, if you get something going let me know, all right?? ?Sure.? He and his friend turned to leave. ?You?ve got to hear her play guitar, man,? he said to his friend as they walked away. Daniel showed up a few minutes later. Since we had some time before our first class he showed around the school. He knew the school pretty well since Mark had had attended Westmore for three years and Daniel had been to the school quite a few times with his brother. After the tour we headed to my first class, biology. ?So, what flavor lip gloss are you wearing today?? Daniel asked me as I applied a fresh coat outside my classroom. ?Cherry.? I put the lip gloss back into my purse. ?Are you sure?? he asked. ?Looks like strawberry to me.? ?Pretty sure it?s cherry,? I said. ?Let?s see.? He kissed me on the lips. ?You?re right, it?s cherry. I?ll meet you here after class and then we can walk together to English.? I smiled as I watched Daniel walk away. Once he disappeared from view I entered the classroom and found a seat in the middle of the room. The final bell rang and I thought to myself, ?This is going to be a pretty good year.? The End