Harmless Little Lie
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One of the biggest issues with a lie is that one has to always remember
they told it or else be deft at covering up being confused while
remembering the falsehood to maintain it. The first option was as
possible as finding the general public having a consensus on anything,
so liars better be quick thinkers. Adam Bagdasarian was going to have to
once again show his skill at the second option for the off handed
harmless little lie kept up coming back.
The lie's visits were as welcomed by Adam as door to door missionaries.
It came once when he and his wife were having dinner with his boss. It
came two more times when his son found out about the lie. His boss who
he told the lie to told his granddaughter who went to the same school as
Nick. It became a rumor at the school when someone overheard her talking
to herself about the lie. Then it came back when Adam did not come clean
after his son found out about him telling the harmless little lie.
Now the harmless little lie of his son being a transgender lady was
about to come over to see him again at work. John Irvin was coming up to
him. Adam's colleague was an opportunist like him and wanted to use
Adam's son to his advantage. Diversity was important to the company they
work for, Solsken Power, and him just being friends with Adam would
looked good. John also had his son, Dave, helping him by becoming closer
friends with the transgender lady. Those two becoming closer friends is
an easy way in to becoming Adam's friend.
Adam assumed John was approaching him to talk about the new employee
data protection protocol the company was implementing. With the latest
Facebook scandal and more and more cyber attacks on big business, the
tech unsavvy employees were worried about their private information.
This assumption allowed the unsuspecting liar be ambushed by John's
greeting. "Hey there Adam how is your daughter doing?"
It took Adam a couple of seconds to figure out the question, but those
seconds felt as long as a Quentin Tarantino film. "Oh, I still refer to
my son as my son until he starts to transition. I do not want to
disrespect his privacy."
The pause before Adam gave his answer made him sound unsure of how
convincing his cover up was. John's answer made the liar know his ruse
was still working. "Oh sorry, I didn't know."
Now it was time for John to pause. He did not know if he should go
forward with his plan to invite Adam to the 100th Floor, the executive
dining area, for lunch. Adam's son not being out as a transgender lady
would put a hamper on how John was to get closer to Adam. He was going
to backdoor it into the main piece of the conversation. Gain Adam's
trust by showing how open his family was to transgender people.
Before his rube could break the uncomfortable silence, John decided to
still do lunch, there was that both of their kids go to the same school
and were friends. John knew he could use the worthless new employee data
protection protocol as cover for the lunch and then work in both of
their kids being on the basketball team. It would work just as well to
start to form a bond between them only if Adam was a fan of the
hardwood.
Adam was more than happy to say yes, he wanted to be seen with other
people before he went up to the executive restaurant on his own. He knew
being seen with others at first would make him more approachable in the
social setting. He could start in on gaining the trust and befriending
his new mark. He did not see his coworkers as people but as resources to
use for his and the company's benefit. He knew the VP of finance would
be a nice work ally to have. The man who was still planning to move
higher up the corporate ladder just hoped John was not as boring as the
numbers his new friend dealt with everyday.
***********
The message which followed the high pitch notification from Nick's phone
put him in high spirits. It was from Amy, saying hi and wondering if he
was free to talk later. Nick was actually cool, instead of playing it
cool, and sent a message asking if at lunch would work, right back.
The rest of the morning was as bright to Nick and Amy as her general
outlook on life. Amy was the type of person who was about inclusion not
exclusion. She believed in lifting people up, instead of putting them
down. The girl with the heart Neil Young sang about tried her best to
see the best in people's actions instead of the worst. When others put
her and her friends down for being heavy she assured herself and her
friends it was not about them but the people who said it. That those
people had such low self esteem they had to put people down to lift
themselves up. It helped her friends to rise above the negativity. The
best part of Amy looking on the bright side of life was people could
tell it was not forced, she just naturally had this optimistic attitude.
Nick was more likely to admit he was still a huge Harry Potter fan than
how much he admired Amy for who she was. It was not just how positive
she was which had Nick hold her in such high esteem. She was an
intelligent lady who was her own person. She couldn't care less about
the politics of high school. That girl saw everyone as her equal, she
did not look down on the people the in-crowd called the social outcasts,
and also did not want to emulate the so-called cool kids.
Little did Nick know Amy also him held in high regard. Her acclaim came
from watching him on the basketball court. As point guard, he controlled
the offense and he made sure everyone shined as best as they could. The
girl who was wise beyond her years knew it was for more than to just win
the game. During critical times in the game, she saw him pass it to the
worst player on the court when they had an open shot. Nick was the only
starter on the team which made sure he had time to give pointers to
everyone else on the team. Lastly, the only time his 'leg cramps' would
act up was during mop up time so the backup point guard could get more
minutes.
So both unknowing members of the mutual admiration club met outside the
cafeteria before lunch. The smile on both of their faces got bigger, but
neither of them noticed. They were more concerned about not letting on
how they felt because they thought the other would not reciprocate the
same feelings. Nick was now seeing Amy as too good for him. Amy, for she
believed that Nick put too much of an emphasis on what she saw as
superficial.
Nick was a gentleman and offered to sit with her friends. Amy wanted
this to be private for she was going to open up to him. She tried to be
a tower of strength for her friends and did not want them to see how
vulnerable she was about her brother and second mother not getting
along.
After a little bit of small talk about the teachers and what they wanted
to do over summer break, Amy got to the real reason she wanted to talk
with the man she was sharing time and a meal with. "Nick, it is my mom's
birthday this week and my brother is not even calling her. "
"Why?"
"They have not talked in over four years and it is getting to me."
"Amy I don't know what to say. Why aren't you telling your friends."
"They know Nick, it is just I do not want to burden them with my
issues."
"Why? They are your friends, that is what friends do."
"I know, but they have enough to deal with. It gets to them how they are
treated by some people here."
Nick felt ashamed, for he knew that those 'some people' was his circle
of friends. He never directly called them the Two Ton Posse, but knew he
said it in passing when they were around. He assured himself it was only
to fit in and was not meant. Right then it did not matter. He knew it
was wrong.
"I am sorry about that, people should not treat others that way."
"I feel worse for the people doing so. They have such fragile egos they
need to put others down just to have confidence."
Even with feeling bad about it, Nick felt like he needed to defend his
friends. "They are just joking around and mean no harm."
"If you are right, then I feel worse for them for they have no empathy,
they have to see how their words and actions were taken. Intent does not
matter, if hurtful words are said and are taken in that manner, those
words should be seen that way. They don't care about others."
Right then Nick realized that Amy was seeing the best in people when she
saw his friends just having low self-esteem. They were not seeing the
harm they were doing or have done, how Amy framed the situation. "Amy I
think you were right. I am just a boy and do not think about those type
of things."
"I think you do."
"Don't bring up that transgender rumor again. There was just a confusion
between my dad and your opa. I am not even sweating it anymore."
"Oh I am not. I know you have a kind heart. I see you on the basketball
court."
Nick saw himself as a true competitor and to him the last thing one of
them had was compassion. He wanted to win and did everything he could to
do so. This lead him to ask, "What? I play to win and show no mercy on
the court."
"You do play to win. I see how you put the team ahead of yourself. Most
kids put themselves above the team. They are more concerned about their
personal stats than the most important one, victories. You make sure
everyone feels a part of it. You make sure everyone is at their best.
That is kindness."
Nick blushed and again was cool instead of playing it cool. He could
have said it was only for it gave the best chances to win. That was a
factor in it. Nick also did so because he knew when others did good on
the court the confidence it gave them carried over to real life. "It is
the right thing to do, to help others, and it helps us to win.
Anyway, back to your mom. Why me? You have to have someone else to talk
with. I am a jock. I have no idea what to say."
"You gave me your number to do so. You need to say nothing, just listen.
You really listened to me when I told you about my second mom being a
transgender woman."
"How could I not? You were opening up to me."
"I am sorry, I just thought...."
Nick thought he was being rude and ungentlemanly with interrupting Amy,
but was wrong. Interjecting before she could say more about that put him
in a false negative light was the right thing to do. Doing the right
thing could never be rude and unbecoming of a gentleman. "Amy you
thought right. I just did not think you saw me as someone you could open
up to. So go ahead and never be scared to use that number."
Amy knew she was right to feel as secured as in sharing with Nick as the
basketball was in his hand. She told him how much it hurt her that her
brother would not even acknowledge their second mom. That she just
wanted them to be as close of a family that they could. She also said
she was sorry about bringing up to him about her thoughts of him being a
transgender lady. It was just she did not want him to go through the
pain her mom did.
Nick swelled up as much as one of his opponents ankles did when they
sprained it trying to defend his crossover dribble. It felt good to be
this wonderful girl's confidant. It did not matter that he did not see
himself good enough to ever call her his girlfriend, he was good enough
to be there to for Amy in her eyes. It did pain him that she was sad,
but knew he was comforting her by just being there. That made him feel
more amazing than the fact Ben & Jerry learned how to make ice cream by
taking a $5 correspondence course offered by Penn State.
A couple of tables away, Dave was sitting with Marla Hall, Susan Lambru,
and a couple of other friends. He saw how into their conversation Nick
was and knew it had to be for Nick was really a Nikki. The truth of Nick
liking Amy never crossed his mind. Dave was still in his point in life
where the superficial was more important than what was essential. He
used his eyes instead of his heart to see.
Instead of paying attention to what everyone was going to do when summer
break arrived in a couple of weeks, Dave was fantasizing in his head.
That Nick was also dressed as her true self Nikki. In a short pleated
skirt, button up shirt, tie and blazer. That one was Dave's favorite out
of the official girls uniforms. He thought the tie would be so sexy on
Nikki, for it was a hint that she was once all boy. It showed she was
strong enough to embrace her femininity and admit she choose to be a
female.
Then Dave could not keep what he was thinking to himself. Seeing Nick
put his hands on top of Amy's to comfort her was a clear sign Nick just
needed a little push to admit who he was. The man who was excited at the
prospect that one of his close friends would soon be a woman of his
dreams blurted out, "Look at Nick, there is no way he is not a woman."
The people at the table laughed for they thought that Dave was bringing
up that old joke. Even with it being old they would never not find humor
in thinking that Nick was less of a man. It made them all feel better
about who they were. Dave found nothing funny about this, his friend was
trying to be who she was. It did help Dave to take this seriously for it
was also what he wanted. "Guys, seriously, look at how he is holding her
hands. That is how girls console each other. You would never see a man
do that."
**************
The last few weeks before summer break were weird for Nick. He was
becoming closer friends with Amy. She talked to him about how tough her
second mom's birthday was going to be without her brother even calling.
Nick told his friend he would come over if she liked. Nick was nervous
meeting Mr. and Mrs. Salerno. They both found him as charming as a
lakeside cabin.
Nick also found it odd he was not enjoying the company of his friends as
much. How nice and shy Dave was acting around him was a little creepy.
When they joked about others behind their backs, instead of laughing,
all he could think of was they should find better ways to feel better
about themselves. He actually started to call them out about it. All
they did was laugh and call him a snowflake.
The last reason the last couple of weeks were as abnormal as the deep
fried pork chop stand at the Iowa state fair having no customers was the
more he ignored the rumors about him being a transgender lady, the more
they were whispered. He could not understand why. Each time the
irritated boy heard it was becoming easier to fight the urge to itch
after being stung by sting needle than to stay quiet. He could not
understand why his dad wanted him to say nothing and just play along
with the joke.
The reasons why the rumors were growing instead of ebbing in the age of
short life cycle of gossip was Dave Irvin and Susan Lambru. Dave was not
doing it on purpose, he was just becoming more and more obsessed with
his fantasy of the rumor being true. Susan, on the other hand, was. She
did not like Nick's new attitude about calling people out on when they
called Amy and her friends the Two Ton Posse. If those girls did not
like it, they should lose weight. She would casually suggest that the
rumors were true around the gossip kings and queens of the school.
Finally, on the last day of school, Nick scratched that itch of saying
something when he was confronted by the rumor. Him deciding to show his
disdain for those rumors would be chalked up as one of the most epic "it
seemed like a good idea at the time" moments. This was for he gave his
sarcastic reply to Mr. Tkach, his history teacher. Mr. Tkach was a
caring man but he got sarcasm as well as Joe Friday.
"Mr Tkach, can you keep a secret?"
Wanting to be there for one of his best pupils the teacher said, "Yes."
Mr. Tkach took the reason for the contempt in Nick's voice as anger when
the student he was trying to help said. "It is true. I am a transgender
lady. I do not think I can live another day without showing the world
the real me."
Nick's anger made perfect sense to the sensitive teacher. This was a
serious topic so the history teacher could not even think that someone
would joke about it. Mr. Tkach knew he would not and also he would have
the same anger if he had to deal with something as life changing as
being transgender before he was ready.
"That is fine Nick, there is a great support system here to help you."
"I know it is fine and I do not need any help. I am out of here."
Nick left the classroom while Mr. Tkach asked him to stay. The only
response he got from the boy who had enough of this harmless little lie
was being waved off. After Nick left the classroom Mr. Tkach started to
make sure that young woman in a man's body started to get the help she
needed. Following the law, Mr. Tkach called the school's psychologist,
Dr Turing. Even if it was not his duty to inform the right medical
professional if he believed a student was a danger to himself or others,
Mr. Tkach still would have. The care the teacher had for his student was
bigger than that harmless little lie Nick's dad told had become.
Then he left a message on Headmistress Clarke's office phone. The next
call made Mr. Tkach feel as bad as a vet telling a little child their
pet has to be put to sleep. It was to Nick's mom. Going back on his word
made the man feel small, but it was better to help someone in need than
to keep your word. It was one of the times in life when doing the right
thing made someone feel bad.
Micah answer the phone with a hello and was asked if she was Mrs.
Bagdasarian. Hearing that question made her think it was a telemarketer.
The lady who did not want to hear about how much money she could save
wished that she would remember to put her number on the do not call
list. She answered, "I am her but please do not waste our time and take
me off of your call list."
"Mrs Bagdasarian, I am your your son's history teacher, Timothy Tkach. I
am sorry to bother you, but we need to talk. Can you come to the school
now?"
Being her own boss she could, but wanted to know what kind of trouble
her son was in. It did not make sense Nick would pull a prank on the
last day of school. "What is this about?"
"It is nothing bad, can you please just come down?"
Not wanting to beat around the bush the mom who disappointed in her son
said, "What did Nick do?"
"Nothing, Nick is a great student and kid. This is just important and I
feel like it is best we talk about it face to face."
Micah's mind was racing faster with what was the issue faster than she
drove to Fayette. If the lady who was doing the best to not think the
worst knew it was about that harmless little lie her husband told, would
have told thanked Mr. Tkach and told him they were handing the
situation. Now that harmless little lie was not harmless or little
anymore.
Mara
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