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Cataract Reaction By Jena Corso Edited by Angela Meyers Chapter Eight Kyle's hands started shaking and for a minute he couldn't even reply. He was frozen in the dressing room, stunned by the news and then finally he mustered the strength just to text back, praying she was just pulling his leg. "Please say you're teasing me, Allie like you always do." Kyle was in shock as he texted. "Please." "Please tell me you'll let Nana or mom pick my dresses, and don't fuck this up until I get home," texted Allie. "That's all I ask, and maybe mention to Nana you'll need new saddle shoes from my uniform. They were tight on me at the end of the semester, so they're going to be even tighter on you." "You want me to go to summer school as a girl and be on stage in a pageant?" texted Kyle. "Have you lost your mind?" "Seriously? I told you how I fucking hate baseball, and you know I suck at it. I'll be faking an injury the second I get there, but at least I get to hang with nothing but cute boys, which is the only silver lining!" texted Allie. "Well that and you're going to look adorable in the summer uniform, so just don't blow it by making me look too smart all of a sudden! LOL! In my top drawer, I just bought some new headbands that'll be cute on you, so text me a pic your first day of school, pretty girl!"! "Stop it Allie," texted Kyle. "I know you're just fucking with me! I'm not going to summer school! I'm not being in pageants!" "Allison," yelled his mother, opening the curtain. "You're not even in the gold dress, and do I need to take that phone away again? It's getting late and we have a lot more dresses to get." "Sorry, mom," said Kyle, dropping it down to his side. "I'll put it away, but can I just ask you... am I seeing Kyle later, because doesn't he leave for baseball camp tomorrow?" "Honey he left earlier today instead with some new boys your dad hooked him up with," said his mother, folding her arms. "Is that who you were texting with?" "You're not kidding?" sighed Kyle, getting upset. "He really left already? A day early?" "Yes honey, and I didn't think it would matter to you since you'd be out with the girls all day, and then out tonight at a movie with your boyfriend," said his mother. "Is there a problem you two can't resolve over the phone?" "Oh gawddd! No. It can't be resolved over the phone, and it's not exactly a problem between us," said Kyle, feeling all the air sucked out of him. "And I have a date tonight?" "Yes, he asked permission and I shouldn't let, but I am," said his mother. "Johnny's just too sweet, and I'm hoping he'll rub off on you. It's not like you have to study for school yet, right?" "Oh gawwddd, school's tomorrow?" slumped against the wall. "Ahhh yeah, and if you don't get dressed, we'll be here all night, so it'll be time for school, so please," said his mother, rolling her eyes. "Gold gown, and I think that one you'll dazzle in, my soon to be beauty queen! Now do I need to take this phone away again?" "No, mom," sighed Kyle. "Be right out." "Please! I'm giving you thirty seconds tops, and I think you'll like it better if you can envision yourself with your hair in an updo and with a really bold twist. Pageant girls will always be done up a bit over the top, so you have to starting thinking like that because....," Lectured his mother, creating a quick messy updo and snapping in a clip before stopping. "Allie, are you paying attention? You hear a word I just said?" "Uummm yes, mom." Kyle shook, needing a second again. "Be right out in the gold dress." He hit the screen ready to turn off the phone and his entire screen was filled with hearts and kisses. All he could do was shake his head as he scrolled down and it read. "Gotta go, as we're heading in a tunnel," said Allie. "Luv you and it'll be fine. Pray I make half as good a boy as you make a pageant girl. Not exactly my best day ever, but text me tomorrow and I'll get back to you when I can." What was supposed to be over again soon wouldn't be, as Kyle had little choice but to slide into the gold sparkly dress. Even if he dropped the truth on everyone now, there would be no good solution as the chain of events would spiral further as he walked from the room in heels he could not yet handle, with his hair up in what would become his first pageant dress. A date with Johnny at a movie with him certainly expecting to make out with him would be on his evening's agenda, but that wouldn't happen until two more dress stores later and endless debate by three exhausting women. He knew he could handle school easily and she was right he had to avoid making her look too smart as she was far from the student he was, but quite the drama queen. A week of tutoring from his boyfriend after class, practice walking in skyscraper heels and learning to strut across stage would feel like paint drying, as all he wanted was it to fly by but it didn't. In and out of Betty's chair he went, experimenting with hairdos and in and out of Nana's family room being fitted would be the easy parts, as they grew closer every day. He just about shit his gown on pageant night, happy just to place and more relieved he didn't fall. He had made it a week as Allie, taking everything thrown at him and even getting along better with his mother than she ever had. When finally the Sunday after the pageant had arrived, it would be his sister's task to get her mother to the restaurant for her surprise party, and it seemed from Allie's texts she wouldn't be allowed back so once again he'd be stuck for another week as her. He played the wonderful daughter, getting some money from his father to spend a little time shopping with her on her birthday, and then relaxing together getting mani-pedis. "Ready, honey?" Holly asked as Kyle pulled his hands out of the nail dryer. "Yes mom, and I got this. Dad gave me the money," said Kyle, checking his nails before he walked to the counter and paid. "I heard," said his mother, following him. "But I'm still used to you pocketing it for yourself and letting me pay." "Well, not today," laughed Kyle, knowing his sister. "This has been such a nice day shopping and getting our nails done together." "Shockingly, yes?" joked his mom, feeling relaxed for a change. "Oh please," said Kyle as they walked out. "I love that nail color on you. What a great choice for that dress, mom!" "It is, right?" replied his mother, looking at her nails and then his. "Maybe with the plum dress you're wearing next pageant, you should do a color like this next weekend?" "Sure maybe we could do the same color together?" Kyle looked up at her. "Wouldn't that be nice?" "Ok, don't get carried away?" smiled his mother before nudging him. "But I'd like that, honey?" "Me too," said Kyle, looping arms as they walked. "And I haven't heard you say it yet, but I think you even loved being in the audience last night at the pageant. I know Nana did, and that brought back memories, didn't it?" "Yeah bad ones, as we used to fight even worse back then, and of course she did. Her favorite was in it," his mother nudged him. "How about winning next time? and I hate losing." "Winning?" gulped Kyle. "Are you serious?" "Oh you'll get there eventually yes! We're not doing this to lose, are we?" replied his mother, getting more serious and then winking at him. "So how about get in the damn top ten, and we'll go from there." "I'm going to try hard to mom, and do you mind if we just duck in to the restaurant for a second," said Kyle, looking away and rolling his eyes. "I really need to use the restroom?" "Can't you hold it? And how I hate you using dirty public restrooms?" said his mother, not wanting to go in. "This looks like a beautiful place, mom," said Kyle, going right to the door. "It's a fancy restaurant and do I even have to say I'd be just as grossed out as you to go in some dive." "I guess not," laughed his mother. "But don't be slow please like you usually are, and since you won't want to be late for your date later?" "He's already used to me being a few minutes late, and it's girl stuff," said Kyle, making a face and pulling open the door. "So please already?" "Girl stuff that I'm hoping you have in your bag, because I don't have any on me, Allie," said his mother. "Or girl stuff like changing to the long wear lip stain again like I know you've been doing, so you can kiss Johnny all night and not come home a wreck? Wait or could it be the other girl stuff like checking your hair for the third time in the last hour? because if its that... it's been fine and it's still fine." "Really mom?" said Kyle with some attitude, grabbing her hand. "Just come with me, and I don't have any more hairspray, so I'm borrowing yours." "When did you become that girl?" laughed his mother, being dragged along. "Which way is the ladies room sir?" Kyle asked the man at the check in desk. "Are you here for dinner, ladies?" asked the man. "Because our restrooms are for patrons only?" "Well not yet, sir?" smiled Kyle, winking at him. "But possibly if I don't end up leaving you a puddle. So please, kind sir?" "You ladies use the powder room through the double door at the end of the hall, and then it'll be just through a second door once you pass through our lounge," said the man with a smile. "Thank you," said Kyle, grabbing her hand and pulling her along again. "Come on, mom." Through the first double door they went and then as they walked towards the second one, Holly just watched him stop, take a breath and then grab for the door handle. "So before you touch that door, did you want to use my hairspray because you do know I've known about my party all along, honey?" said Holly, checking her face in the big ornate restaurant mirror. A little giggle would be all he could muster before Kyle turned around and looked at his mother. "I kind of figured knowing you, but I wasn't going to be the one to ruin the surprise," said Kyle, turning around. "No," said his mother, fluffing her hair in the mirror before turning and looking him dead in the face. "You never have been, have you?" "You know daddy, and especially Nana worked hard on this?" said Kyle, putting his hands on his hips. "How long have you known?" "Well my mother thinks she's good at secrets, but she's not as good as she thinks," said Holly with a big smirk on her face. "Let's just say I've known from the day of the junior prom. Maybe I was a little surprised about her pampering you without my consent, but once she shifted the fitting to her house I knew she must have had more than just one dress up her sleeve, since I was with her when she bought you casual outfits and of course this dress is far from casual isn't it?" "Yeah, not exactly too casual is it?" smiled Kyle, looking at himself in the very fancy pink dress. "Not what I'd wear on a date either, I guess?" "Well you haven't been in anything I've expected you in on dates have you?" smiled his mother. "But I guess that's on my mother too, right? She seems to have bought all you're pretty date night outfits?" "Probably, but can we make it through your birthday without you fighting with you mother?" said Kyle, getting annoyed. "Now please mom, the whole family is here so how are we playing this? You are going to act surprised aren't you?" "I should be in Hollywood I'm so good at keeping secrets and acting surprised," laughed Holly. "And I've been looking forward to having the whole family with me more than anything, but you sure everyone is here or should we wait a few minutes?" "Well we're right on schedule from when I was supposed to bring you in, so everyone is here I think," said Kyle, looking at his phone and checking the time. "Unless maybe you mean except my brother?" "Your brother?" said his mother. "Why so worried about him after such a nice girl's day we just had?" "Well if you really knew about this party and this meant as much to you as I hope it does, then you know it would have been nice to really have the whole family here," replied Kyle, a bit hurt. "Maybe I would have hoped you would have taken him out of camp and had him here!" "Would you have?" asked his mother, giving him a look. "You miss sharing the house with a sibling to throw pranks with?" "Yeah," nodded Kyle, getting a bit upset. "Quite a lot honestly." "Well I wouldn't get your hopes up if I were you, so I don't expect a sighting of a brother tonight, but we've all made the necessary family adjustments and sacrifices for both of you, so please! You're doing your pageants and I didn't ground your ass, so could you hold back the water works please, princess," scolded his mother. "This is my night to be the center of attention for a change, or did I miss something?" "Sorry," nodded Kyle, sucking it up and wiping under one eye. "Waterproof. I'm good. Just give me a second." "Good, because I don't need more than a second while you powder your nose," said his mother, snapping her fingers. "So a brother I can't produce, especially with you in that dress, but your sister, as much as a pain in my ass she is I would never want to celebrate without, so what do you have to say now, young lady?" "Huuhh!" sighed Kyle, spinning around with his hands and covering his mouth. "How's that for a surprise party?" replied his mother, rubbing his back as his sister walked towards them. "Holy shit!" said Kyle as they hugged and then squeezed each other and then he let go. "Why mom? Oh my gawwdd why?" There stood Allie in a full formal military type uniform. Blue pressed trousers, a buttoned up blue blazer with an army green necktie, and a blue service hat. Glossed men's shoes matched the brim of her hat as she stood in an impeccable man's outfit that ordinarily she'd never be caught dead in. "You really have to ask?" said their mother, wiping a tear now herself. "But now I do need to go freshen up and I'll give you two a minute to catch up, then we'll all go in together." "This is crazy," said Kyle, touching the entire uniform. "Why would she do this to you? You're supposed to be in baseball camp." "Yeah, that got changed but I'm in camp already! I'm in military camp. A correctional camp for kids that need attitude correction, have discipline issues, a foul mouth," said Allie as they held each other's hands, looking at each other teary-eyed. "Stuff like that, and we do play baseball once a week and of course I suck at it. Wait, sorry. I am a work in progress at it." "You didn't need that!" said Kyle, pulling off Allie's hat. Well maybe a little but... oh my gawwddd... look at your hair. Holy shit! This is so radical." "Well I was ok with bobbing my hair but that didn't fly," smiled Allie, running her finger through her manly gelled back side parted hair. "I'm ok, and don't make me cry about this again or I'll kill you, but I'm going to need those extensions that still look great on you, so I'm still ripping those out when I get home." "Of course, and I've been so nervous without you here! I guess maybe now I know why you've never answered my calls!" said Kyle, trying not to cry and hugging her again. "I guess they only let you text but you should have told me. I would never have let this get that far. I love you too much. I would have taken all the punishment myself! You know that." "Like I wanted it to get this far! I basically was given no choice, and next thing I knew I was in the car with dad, being driven in the middle of the night to where I had no idea?" explained Allie. "And just so you know, you weren't talking to me at all once prom was over." "What do you mean?" asked Kyle, confused. "I texted you every day like five times and...?" "And you do realize mom took away my phone before I left?" nodded Allie, taking a phone out of his pocket. "This new shit phone has no numbers I can dial and no calls I can get, except from the ones she allowed and programmed in like herself, dad, Nana, and my sergeant." "Mother fucker, so she's been texting me letting me think it was you?" asked Kyl, flabbergasted. "Yup," nodded Allie. "Turns out you're not the only one that impersonates me. Even dressed like this, I guess I'm still popular." "Glad you can laugh about it?" grumbled Kyle. "And yeah you are, thanks to me. I've had do your homework, play the dingbat girl in school and be this damn pageant princess." "Well I heard my grades are up," laughed Allie. "And 19th place first time out of forty girls? That's quite impressive! I can see that ninth runner up sash heading down over you in no time." "Even with a boy band haircut, stuck in that uniform you still can't control mocking me can you?" said Kyle, rolling his eyes. "While you've been away learning a little discipline, she's been up my ass twenty four seven and now that I know she's known, that makes it even worse! Much worse!" "You think you have it worse than I do?" said Allie. "I'm in military school, listed as a boy! Only my sergeant knows, and he has been told to treat me like one! They're kicking my ass daily, and all I can say is yes sir, kissing ass while the toughest part of your day is figuring out how to do your hair, re-doing seventh grade and practicing prancing around to conquer stilettos!" "Like mom is easier than that! Everything I do is wrong, and most times she's right! Besides school, it wasn't like I knew how to make a curl or put on makeup!" said Kyle with some attitude. "Seriously? I'd trade with you in a second!" "Would you?" smiled Allie. "You trade in acting cute, being pampered and having your tongue down a cute boys throat every night to have a mean mother fucker wake you up in the middle of the night, make you drop and give him fifty? Salute after being belittled, then polishing his boots on command? Or how about running miles and sliding under barbwire after spending the day learning to be the perfect gentlemen and kiss ass soldier! Trust me you wouldn't!" "I'm so sorry," gulped Kyle. "That does seem terrible, so no, but maybe after today mom will end this or worst case let me trade with you?" "Trade with each other?" interrupted his mother, walking in on them now. "Like none of this ever happened?" "Well," sighed Kyle. "Didn't you punish us enough now? Look at us?" "I am, and I couldn't have asked for a better birthday gift from my wonderful little pranksters," smiled their mother. "My stuck up bitch of a daughter getting the ass kicking she's deserved for years, and my sweet teen son gets some more than just punishment for taking advantage of my mother's never wavering love and kindness. Life lessons my loves, that both of you have so needed, and the best part is you brought this upon yourselves." "So then it's not over?" asked Kyle. "Even though you know?" "Not on my birthday it's not!" scolded his mother before she turned, seeing the party room door crack open. "Kyle. Hey Kyle," whispered a voice with her head sticking out of the room. "Uuumm? Got a second?" "Is that Tiffany?" sighed Kyle, not expecting her. "Not a good time, babe," said Kyle as she wiggled over in her tight dress with her boobs out, hurrying towards them. "Oh sorry?" said Tiffany, straightening her dress and fluffing her hair. "And hi Allie. Wow, you look gorgeous in that dress?" "UUmmm thanks," said Kyle as she looked amazing. "And so do you." "Oh sorry, but they wanted me to check if she's here yet?" whispered Tiffany. "What should I tell them?" "Just go back in and tell them soon?" said Allie, pecking a kiss and rolling her eyes. "Tell them she's almost here?" "Ok," said Tiffany, slowly planting another kiss on Allie and sliding her hand down his lapel and chest, smiling. "I'm on it." "No wonder the guys like her?" said their mother, slapping her head. "She's stunning, but a total fucking bubble head." "Why is she here?" asked Kyle dumbfounded. "What the hell is going on here?" "Hopefully nothing under your skirt again, especially in that dress," joked Allie. "Let's hope not, but could she have had really no idea I was your mother?" laughed Holly. "If not, I think I love the girl too. You think she thought I was just one of your friends?" "She's fucking hot, but is an idiot, mom, so happy birthday again. You're a teen queen," laughed Allie. "As if? And who knows what the hell registers under all that blonde?" "This is insane. So now you're dating Tiffany as me?" Kyle asked. "Is that what's happening here?" "Yup, the only second of pleasure I've been allowed, and I figured you'd appreciate it," said Allie. "Mom gave her my private number as a reward, since you've been like this perfect little princess for her, so I'm keeping your honey in the picture for you." "But how?" asked Kyle, totally confused. "I thought you were in military school all day?" "Unfortunately I am," nodded Allie, giving her mother a nasty look. "I only had an actual date this morning, and I figured it's the least I could do too since you're kicking ass in school for me." "So you were on a date with her while I was out keeping mom busy?" sighed Kyle, holding his chest. "Shopping, getting our nails done and doing girl stuff?" "Like I could do any of that like this?" grumbled Allie. "So yeah, and she is as amazing a kisser as they say, but why should you even care right now since I heard you basically make out like every day? and you two are making quite the couple of love birds?" "Well not every day!" said Kyle, turning eed. "I had a pageant, so didn't see him yesterday and I doing this for you! As you!" "If you say so?" laughed Allie. "And either way I'm cool with it! Honestly, you're really cute together." "Whatever?" replied Kyle, getting frustrated. "So can we just go in now mom, and can this please be over after the party? Please?" "In one second, and not by a long shot!" scolded their mother. "You've both got obligations, and you'll be fulfilling them. Understand me!" "Yes mom," said Kyle, dropping his head. "Like it matters at this point?" said Allie. "Happy face everyone, and let's go in." "Wait, one more thing," said Kyle. "You said after the prom, but you never told me when you knew? How you found out?" "I didn't," admitted their mother. "You both fucked up. You were good, Kyle. In fact amazing, and make the perfect little princess, except you both forgot how much I don't trust your sister. You see as the live stream event ended and I got home, I tracked Allie's phone like I always do when she's out, and guess what? It tracked being at home. I texted her and she of course said she'd be getting in the limo soon, which of course was the truth as you would be soon, except then I checked Kyle's phone and it tracked to the prom, so I knew something was up. Up to your room and her room I went, finding the little liar in the closet, hiding and texting. Busted!" "Shit!" gulped Kyle. "So if we would have switched phones you'd have never known?" "Well we'll never know," smiled his mother. "Will we, prom girl?" "But when I got home and all those times after that?" Kyle asked. "All those times you questioned me like I was snagged, but then I wasn't, you were baiting me? "Maybe?" laughed his mother. "Told you I should be in Hollywood, but so should you." "But you've been making me go on date after date?" moaned Kyle. "Go to summer school as a girl? Put me in a beauty pageant? You knew while I was in the limo before I was stuck doing all that?" "Yup?" replied his mother, with a smirk. "Except the first date on prom night. That was all you princess, and you make quite the convincing drama queen. You could certainly win best actress." "It was," laughed Allie. "Oh my gawwdd, I still think about you in the rose garden kissing him. That was so romantic?" "Yeah, which I was doing for you!" groaned Kyle. "Oh yeah, but while you continued your making out in the limo, I was getting my ass chewed out, soaking off my nails while having my hair chopped off before being sent off," yelled Allie. "Believe me, you got the good end of that deal." "I'm sorry, and I do feel horrible about that, but you pushed me to kiss Johnny?" said Kyle. "The only saving grace was texting Tiffany all night after I kissed a boy! You think that was easy to deal with?" "You seem to have dealt with it just fine, and I haven't had to do much pushing for you to go on dates," said his mother. "Now enough, both of you and let's finally go in please." "Ok, but everyone knows then?" thought Kyle. "So the acting stuff? It's over? We don't have to keep this up anymore?" "Who's having the blonde moment now? We can't just stop this second? Our whole family is inside?" scolded Allie. "Plus the Tiffany and Johnny problem? Get it?" "Crap?" nodded Kyle. "Maybe?" "Well get it together, because no one knows excect your father and I," said their mother, rolling her eyes. "Now again this is my day, so if you two wouldn't mind trying to take my spot light for a change, then can we just go in so I can act surprised already?" "Of course mom, but one last question," said Kyle, touching her arm and stopping her as she was ready to walk towards the door. "So what did you mean by not over by a long shot? When do we get to be ourselves again?" "Oh you two are grounded indefinitely," smiled his mother. "Military school goes all summer, and you've still got six pageants, three more weeks of classes and Allie's job as a girl scout summer camp counselor after that, which will be paying for all these damn dresses! You two will be learning the lesson of your lives, and then at the end of the summer, I'll decide if we can flip you back." "End of the summer?" gulped Kyle. "Baseball camp would have been over next another week! Mom, that's so unfair!" "Is it?" replied her mother. "You really want to talk about things that are unfair? You sure you really want to go there, prom girl?" "No," said Kyle, distraught. "Ok mom, we've been unfair and idiots, but the entire summer of military school!" groaned Allie, getting pissed. "I thought maybe I had a week more, max too! That's bullshit, mom!" "As if you're not justifying everything with that filthy mouth?" yelled her mother, grabbing her arm. "Want to try for eighth grade as a boy in military school, Allie?" "Sorry. No thanks," said Allie, zipping her lip. "Yeah I'm good!" "Exactly, so listen up and listen good my lovely children," said their mother, grabbing each of them by an arm and looking at them. "End of summer with no ifs ands or buts! You got me!" "Yes, mom," answered both of them collectively. "Much better, and my plan is this will end with the military ball which celebrates your presumed completion Labor Day weekend if you don't fuck it up. You'll have your date there, and she'll have hers," said their mother, looking right through Allie and then at Kyle. "We get through that without a hitch and we'll return to your pre-prank days, since by then that high pitched voice will be starting to finally deepen, and we should start seeing a little sprouting on that chest of hers." "Oh gawd, I hope so," said Allie, touching her chest through her jacket. "Then do as you're told, and don't fuck up," scolded Holly. "If not I'll have to invoke some more drastic changes which include the next day signing you up to continue in Military school as a different kind of student, and you princess get to re-do the eighth grade on estrogen, so maybe you will be the prom queen this time. Am I clear?" "Crystal," they both answered. "Much better, so I suggest you both show me something so that my decision is easy! How about you win a pageant?" said the mother, looking at Kyle and then Allie. "Or you win the obstacle course against some boys? Or you know what? Maybe it will be easy if you don't! Now for the last time, this is my day so no more from either of you! Now big fucking fake smiles and in we go, so I can act surprised." Away she walked as they followed as she pushed open the door and posed with her hands over her mouth, pretending to be surprised. They just looked at each other, rolling their eyes as they played along hugging and kissing their friends and relatives, quickly fading into the party as their mother was garnering all the attention anyway. It would be as bizarre as any day of his already turned upside down life to sit at a table holding hands with Johnny next to his sister with her hand in Tiffany's. They looked at each other from time to time as they danced with their dates, and he hated how Allie would giggle at him as he was stuck in girl talk with his mostly female younger cousins. In the end it was a great party, and their mother was happy for a change, instead of just ruling with an iron fist on their cases. It would be back to military school though for Allie, and back to summer school for Kyle, as they assumed their roles like they both knew they had to. He of course easily passed summer school, never needing study time with Johnny, which instead would serve like extra mini-dates. With his mother, Victoria and his grandmother as a pageant coaching team, they'd be all over him every waking moment, as he was their Barbie now as they shaped him into their pageant contest challenger. Allie on the other hand would have a visit from Tiffany every other weekend as she relished the time just not to be cooped up or ruled for a change, as week by week they both counted down the days. At the end of the summer, finally the ball had arrived as families of every student would attend the ceremony that their son's had made it through. Never could he remember his father and grandfather looking so spiffy and his mother and grandmother shined like they must have when they were pageant girls back in the day, in long gowns. He'd of course walked in much different, being a young girl of appropriate age in an ostentatious, shimmering ballroom dress. By now he was used to being in gowns fit for a princess, but this would be even bigger as the huge layered ball skirt in pastel pink swept across the floor like a wedding dress. He greeted his sister on the arm of his boyfriend before sharing a hug with her date Tiffany, who was in a red gown just as extravagant. Atop his dark slicked back brunette roots bloomed an elaborate blonde updo,with perfectly orchestrated rolled multi-tonal curls as it towered in unwavering layers. With his makeup flawlessly done as always and a bold fuchsia lip, he turned more than a few heads of the other boys at the ball as he gracefully trotted across the room. He'd become a young debutant through practice and pageantry, as no longer did he have any rivalry with Tiffany, instead they shared mutual admiration like girlfriends. Even now though, after the entire summer as Allie, he couldn't take his eyes off her, looking forward to nothing more than switching back and having a turn with her. It made him feel so warm inside to see how she smiled at the man in uniform when she danced with his sister, as he tried not to stare, but that would be impossible. The saving grace would be not having to worry about any reaction in the huge ball dress, as he knew she aroused him but it didn't matter. "Ok you two," said their mother, pulling them aside as the dances ended. "Give me a minute, please." "Sure," said Kyle as Allie followed. "What now, mom?" groaned Allie. "We're doing what we have to here tonight, aren't we?" "Yes, you've been the perfect gentlemen and of course Cinderella has dazzled as I expected. So not that I like letting either of you off the hook, but you made it through," admitted their mother. "I had my doubts, but tomorrow we start anew, but there damn well better not be any more ridiculous pranks. We clear?" "Yes mom," they both replied. "We promise," said Allie, holding up her hand. "Don't you think I know better, and you're full of it?" laughed their mother. "But if there is, I expect them to be harmless and quickly admitted. You both got me?" "Yes, mom," nodded Kyle, interrupting. "And there won't be anyway. I'm done impersonating a girl." "Were you impersonating one?" said his mother, rolling her eyes. "Because the jury is still out on that one?" "Ahhh yeah?" groaned Kyle, making a face. "Not funny, mom. Please, Allie's bad enough with that?" "Good, then I should expect the bitchyness you've gotten so good at to go away with the attitude queen then?" replied his mother, getting annoyed. "Now we've had too nice a night for a change, so that's a discussion for another day, so run along both of you before I change my mind." "Thanks mom, and no need for that," said Allie, grabbing him by the arm and lecturing him as she pulled him away. "Time to walk away, sis." "I am, but I hate when she needles me," said Kyle as she led him away from their mother as she went to sit down at their table. "Every day it's constant. Fix this. Change that. Why can't you win a pageant princess? I've done nothing but do what she asks and try my hardest, but then all I say is one little thing and she's right into ripping on me or go attack mode." "Did you like forget that I know that better than anyone?" laughed Allie. "And that part I'm not looking forward to! So keep it together, and what did they pull your hair up to tight?" "Sorry! She just rubs me the wrong way sometimes," smirked Kyle, reaching up and patting his do. "And actually it is a little tight?" "Which it won't be shortly, so just go with the flow," said Allie. "Just avoid her and we're done." "Ok," nodded Kyle. "You're right. Let's just go hang in the back with all the other kids." They walked to the back of the room, socializing while everyone was having some dessert and as a series of boring closing speeches began. Eventually the parents were directed into a meeting room regarding the next steps for the graduates when their grandmother came over and pulled he and his sister away from their dates and friends for a minute. Out the back door they followed her as her car service was waiting and then she had the driver pop the trunk as she pulled out a shopping bag for each of them. "So just a few end of summer things, as I'm proud of both of you," said Nana, holding a bag in each hand. "You know Nana usually likes to spoil you, and I would have at your mother's birthday, but she was up my ass so I got both my favorites just a little something, ok? Don't tell your mother though please." "Oh you didn't have to, Nana!" smiled Kyle, surprised. "Really! That so sweet!" said Allie, getting excited then trying to act like him. "I mean.. umm awesome Nana!" "Honey, it's me and I hate what she's done, but let's leave that between us ok?" winked Nana. "Now after you two open your gifts you'll leave what you can't slide in your pockets in the shopping bags until the time is right, understood?" "Sure, Nana," said Allie, curiously looking at Kyle. "But then you..?" "You first dear," said Nana, tapping Allie. "And now's not the time." "Oh my gawwdd, a new iphone!" said Allie, squealing. "Finally I can toss this crap thing mom stuck me with?" "Let's just say not yet, since she doesn't know, but soon enough dear," smirked Nana. "But eventually we'll have your old number put here now that this military non-sense is over, but at least now you two can text between each other privately, and as well as with me or whoever you'd like to, honey." "Oh Nana! I could almost cry," said Allie, holding her chest a bit emotional and then opening the next box, reaching in and seeing all this hair. "And wait? Hair extensions? Oh my gawwddd, these are gorgeous?" "The best they make for my original princess, which I'm sure you'll want since this ridiculousness is over, so I want you to have your own since I'm thinking she'll still want hers," smirked Nana, then tapping Kyle. "Now your turn honey." "Ok but...?" Kyle was embarrassed. "Maybe let me apologize first and you know that.." "Shush, and don't please! Honey I know everything I need to know, and there's nothing to apologize about," interrupted Nana. "Now please dear before it gets too late and your mother is looking for us." "Ok," said Kyle, almost emotional now, opening his box. "Uuumm a calendar, a fancy list to fill out and big candles. Uumm thank you, Nana?" "Open the other honey, and maybe you'll figure it out," grinned Nana, expecting his confusion. "Or should I remind you first who's birthday is next?" "Oh mine is but ...and is that?" asked Kyle, lifting it from the box. "A tiara? Wow that looks?" "Gorgeous?" said Allie, confused as well. "And expensive?" "Oh?" thought Kyle. "Like the pageant winner got, or like what Tiffany got at the prom?" "Well I may be old with bad cataracts, and no one else might know it, but Nana knows you're still fifteen until next year my love, and these things take some time and planning," smiled Nana. "And my eyes have also never deceived me on how you looked at the gorgeous young lady staring at the nail salon with some envy, so I like her but I certainly wouldn't want you jealous of what she has when you can have it too." "Oh? Yes?" said Kyle, staring at it, mesmerized. "Thank you Nana. It's beautiful, but I never expected to have anything like she has, and well I didn't win a pageant or prom queen so..?" "Well you're a winner in my book, and I never want my grandchildren longing for anything while I'm alive, so put the phone in your pocket Allie and after you read the calendar, put it in your purse my lovely granddaughter," winked Nana, getting up and softly touching his face. "Nana has everything set up and marked off so don't be nervous, and just think of this as another one of our little secrets we can keep between us until we need to tell your bitch of a mother anything." "Oh my gawwddd," said Allie, taking the calendar and paging through it. "This says 'My Sweet Sixteen' on his birthday and congrats on six months? What does that mean?" "It just a suggestion, and everything away like I asked please. She'll have plenty of time to page through the calendar, now's not the time for this conversation girls," said Nana, stuffing some things back in the bag. "And having a party like that is of course up to you sweetheart, but Nana doesn't want you to worry she has it all scheduled for HER pageant queen in her tiara already. The best people to help you, the fancy hall and all you have to do is make a guest list, write some candle speeches and then just show up like my princess that maybe you were always meant to be? If that's what you want honey?" "Nana, I love you more than anything, and I'll always cherish being close to you, so honestly in some way i also love being your princess but well...?" said Kyle, holding up the tiara. "This has all just spiraled like it shouldn't have and was a prank, but this is really beautiful so it should go to a real princess, which isn't really me." "It just did, and the only prank was pulled by a higher power sweetheart, but Nana's worked out fixing it honey. Fixing everything," said his grandmother. "But only if that's what you want, and we've got plenty of time to talk. Now go and I love you both?" As Nana walked away, Kyle was sick to his stomach and then looked up at his sister. "Don't say it, Allie," said Kyle, getting angry. "Don't even tease me!" "Ok, miss sixth runner up," laughed Allie. "You sure about that? because you do seem to be a bit over sensitive and you're almost in the top five now." "I'll show you how sure I am and I've been waiting to do this all night," smirked Kyle, taking her by the arm. "This time I remembered to move the pins, and I've been wanting to do this all night, so come on." "Wait?" said Allie, being dragged along out of the main ballroom and into the back room. "You're not thinking?" "No, I've been planning!" said Kyle, dragging her through a quick hallway and then into a private big bathroom and turning, locking the door. "I hid all this shit in here, so stop wasting time and unzip me." "No way?" said Allie, totally shocked as he reached under his big dress, pulling off a stiletto. "Yes way, and I hid all the makeup you'd need here, so are you going to unzip me or what?" said Kyle, pulling off the other shoe. "Now come on. I'll help you, and if I do we can do this in like ten minutes. Now unzip me." "But we're changing back replied Allie, confused as he turned, pulling down the zipper. "What's another hour or two at this point?" "I have every detail covered. Hair, makeup, nails! Now move it, because it's not the hour I'm worried about," said Kyle, slipping out of the dress. "You didn't tell me Tiffany was leaving for a private boarding school tomorrow, did you?" "Oh yeah, about that?" gulped Allie. "I didn't because I thought that might upset you. So no?" "Exactly, and it does, so get undressed," yelled Kyle, pointing at her as she took off the coat. "You knew I was looking forward to being in high school with her, and now I'm not!" "I know," replied Allie, kicking off her shoes. "I feel horrible about that, and I knew you'd be upset!" "Of course!" groaned Kyle, pulling out his earrings. "Maybe not as upset though as Nana or even mom thinking maybe I should have been a girl, or I'm not even sure what they mean?" "Yeah well I'm not exactly sure either, but you sure about this?" asked Allie, unbuttoning her shirt. "Only thing I'm sure about, as I am not missing a chance to kiss Tiffany again before she leaves," said Kyle, taking a wipe to his face and scrubbing away at his makeup. "Now let's go, and after the whole summer I can't miss knowing what that's like." "Well if I'm being honest, she may even want more, then of course I had to make sure not to even make her think we should do," Allie dropped off her pants. "But I'm not sure you should do that anyway." "Oh gawwddd! You don't mean sex?" said Kyle, not expecting that. "You know I've never..?" "Neither has she, and I don't think so," said ,beginning to apply some foundation as she was in only a tank and boxers now. "But I'm sure she's hoping for the move to second base, and I know her hands have been wandering lately, so?" "So thank you, and I love you so much," hugged Kyle. "Please hurry." "I would if you'd let go?" laughed Allie, smoothing her face. "Gawwd I almost forgot how nice it feels just to put on a little makeup, and you sure about the rest?" "Of course I am! I've been stuck as a diva, being drilled not to miss a detail for months," said Kyle, reaching up and unsnapping some clips, lifting off the big updo. "And just so you know, you own about five of these that I've had to pop on and off for pageants, but trust me you think it was easy convincing Betty to do this hairpiece instead of my hair for this ball? It took some bullshit that I wanted this spectacular one of a kind hairdo, but wanted to use it again for a future pageant, so you'll need to." "You conniving little bitch," laughed Allie, lining her eyes. "No problem. I'm dying to wear all of them and walk out on stage as it is." "I bet, so pick up the pace," laughed Kyle, turning away. "And give me my boxers." "Ok now we are sharing too much, but fuck it," said Allie as they shared a quick laugh as quickly she tossed them over and switched underwear. Into the suit he went now, dressing in her military school uniform as she worked like a demon on her makeup. He'd gel back her shortish hair and then precisely place the hairpiece on her head, adding a boat load of pins as she worked on her eyes. Within five more minutes he was dressed, sliding his long nails inside the white gloves and then helping her on with her dress. It fit just as they hoped as he moved the pins this time like he was supposed to months earlier as he zipped her inside it. She held his shoulder, getting her balance as she stepped into the shoes as even once she was in them it took her a second to adjust to being in heels again. It would take a few steps to even get the feel of shoes like this she was not used to, as never had she been in heels this high. "Oh gawwdd I almost forgot how nice this felt," laughed Allie, looking down at herself in the huge ball gown. "Just how bad is it my brother is better in stilettos than I am?" "Well I doubt you'll have a problem catching up, and good thing that skirt is huge, because razors I didn't bring?" joked Kyle, opening the nail glue. "Give me your hand." "Ewww I know," laughed Allie as Kyle began gluing a nail on her. "First thing on my agenda tomorrow and then I'm getting my nails done for real." "And first thing on my agenda is getting them off," laughed Kyle, gluing on another. "That and you are getting these extensions off my head and helping me dye my hair." "Deal," nodded Allie as her right hand was now extended. Quickly now he glued on the rest of the nails and then before she adeptly hid his top bun inside her hat as they were both now ready. They were somewhat back to themselves as they stared at their reflections for the first time all summer as Kyle and Allie again before stepping from the bathroom, feeling never more alive. Into the ballroom they walked, as immediately Johnny came over, planting a soft kiss on Allie as she could feel herself almost melt into his arms, and the Kyle's head was ready to pop off as Tiffany looped her arm inside his. "Finally you two?" said Johnny, again softly kissing the real Allie for a change. "I thought for a minute you two dumped us." "Never," said Allie, touching his firm bicep through his suit. "We just had a few things we needed to handle." "Me too, so maybe we'll meet you two back here in a few minutes," said Tiffany, winking at Kyle. "Want to take a walk out back with me, my hunky cadet?" "Abso-fucking-lutely," joked Kyle as she took him by the glove, leading the way. Out the back door they went as Tiffany looked both ways to see that they were alone, and then bit her lips as she stared into his eyes. He leaned in, dying to kiss her but she turned her face and stopped him for a minute. "Before we go there again?" smiled Tiffany, pausing before they kissed and softly touching his face. "I'm ready so are you?" "Ready?" asked Kyle as his lips were tingling, so close to finally being on hers. "I'm ready for anything with you!" "Cool, because it looks like finally maybe we got past a few of those nerves that have been holding you back from standing tall and you know?" said Tiffany as she slid her hand down his trousers and across his rock hard member. "Saluting me!" "Oh yeah," gulped Kyle, never more excited in his life. "Good, because I was thinking that maybe tonight you could take that next step from uniformed trainee to my military man," said Tiffany, sliding her fingers between her boobs and then pushing her index finger on her other hand just inside his trousers. "What do you say, Kyle? So I'll ask again? Ready?" "Ohhh gawdddd!" sighed Kyle, dying inside, staring down at her boobs and feeling himself shake as her nail tip made contact at the head inside his pants. "Yes! Of course yes." "Perfect, then how about I slide this bra out from under this ridiculous gown and let's see if that long tongue you've got can handle the big artillery I've been packing under this dress," Teased Tiffany, turning around and sweeping her hair off the back of her dress. "Go ahead, reach in and unsnap me." "Like right here?" said Kyle, looking around as they were alone in the semi-lit area. "Well originally I was thinking we'd get there tomorrow, but I'm too horny now so why not?" smiled Tiffany, taking a breath. "Conquer my big hills soldier, and then I'm sure my tonsils wouldn't mind taking down that big bad missile." "Really?" asked Kyle as his hands were shaking, about to reach in with his gloves as he hesitated, realizing his long nails tips were under them. "Yeah really?" sighed Tiffany. "Not that I haven't loved making out with you all summer, but when I touch myself at night alone in bed, it's all I've dreamed about." "Me too," gulped Kyle, reaching his hands inside the back of the dress. "Oh there you are Kyle," Interupted his grandmother. "Your sister said you'd be out here, and how did you know where my cab would be picking me up?" "Oh uuumm... I just figured and needed to get outside for a minute with Tiffany," said Kyle, pulling away his hands innocently. "You mean you two needed a break from your overbearing mother, and did I interrupt you two love birds?" said Nana, walking towards them with a champagne glass in hand. "No," smiled Tiffany, squeezing his arm and giving a wink. "We were just talking, and I'll let you say goodnight to your grandmother." "Thank you Tiffany, and goodnight to you dear," Hugged Nana before she ran in. "Call you in the morning, Kyle," said Tiffany as the mood had been destroyed, kissing his cheek. "My dad will be here soon anyway." "Ok," sighed Kyle, a bit defeated as off she ran. "So now that it's just you and me Allie, and I wanted to let you know even stuck in military school that I never forgot what bothers you most, so there was one more surprise I wanted you to have," said Nana with a big smile on her face. "But again dear I'd rather not deal with your mother until after you have it. You're ok with that, right?" "Of course, Nana," nodded Kyle. "But you should know that I'm keeping something from my mother right now too, so let me tell you because I don't want any surprises." "You're not," said Nana, handing him the glass. "Here, take a sip and let's celebrate the end of all this. It's just champagne, and you're old enough now." "Oh sure," said Kyle, holding up the glass. "Old enough? That's awesome!" "Yes, dear," said Nana, giving a little nod of approval. "But it'll still our little secret!" "Of course, Nana," smiled Kyle, raising the glass. "To the end of our punishment." "Exactly! So drink it down," She said as he sipped, she pushed it up as down his throat it went. "And you're more than old enough, according to me. Times are different now, and these things can be done earlier in life." "Like drinking?" laughed Kyle. "Maybe don't tell mom that either." "Honey I only tell her what she needs to know, or when I have to," Giggled Nana, tapping his leg. "Which won't be until tomorrow since I signed you out. Now this military school crap is behind you, and i told her you'd be sleeping at my house tonight, so we could make some things right again and fix some others." "Oh that's great news," said Kyle, feeling relaxed. "I can't thank you enough! I prayed it would be, and expected it would be but still had my doubts." "You mean like my Allie dumping the uniform now that this is over?" said Nana. "Never a doubt, and that starts now!" "Oh so you don't..?" Kyle began to say, touching his temple. "Oh my head Nana. I feel dizzy." "I know dear, and of course I do but it'll be fine," said Nana, rubbing his back. "And now my Allie deserves a bit of the attention that she wasn't getting, so Nana is on that! Sure, I also know my Kyle making the big gorgeous ballroom gown her last dress after the military ball and not wanting to be the belle of her own ball in a sweet sixteen dress? Again never a doubt, and why should he be jealous of someone else in a tiara, but neither should you Allie. Of course SHE shouldn't, and that I'll fix as well, but certainly I don't want you jealous of what Tiffany has either, so that, my love, I'm handling." "Nana?" gulped Kyle, starting to shake. "Never a doubt? Jealous? I..I... Oh my gawwd I feel light headed." "Sit and relax. It's just the little something I put in your drink to relax you," said Nana, stroking his forehead. "I do it to popa all the time, and then he sleeps like a baby. I knew you'd be too nervous Allie just thinking about all that! Now let me help you sit in the cab Allie, and I had your mother's done around this same time which I'm sure she's never told you about, but now you'll have yours as well." "But Nana, I'm not..." stuttered Kyle as his eyes fluttered. "We chhh---" He could no longer function as the driver came over, helping his Nana get him in the car service and then he was out like a light as they cab drove off. He had no idea how long he was out, and then as he began regaining conciousness, he looked up seeing nothing but huge lights glaring down at him. He could barely move his neck, and then he glanced over, seeing the IV bag hanging with a tube spanning down and then felt his Nana softly touching his face. "Nana! Where is my mom?" said Kyle, squeezing his Nana's hand, not letting her move away from him. "Where am I? Did I have an accident?" "No, and you'll be fine. Stay calm, and can you feel me holding your hand," asked Nana. "No, I can't feel anything," sighed Kyle. "She shouldn't, and she shouldn't even be awake yet," said a woman in a cap, shining the light in his eyes. "Relax honey, I'm going to increase your sedative." "My sedative?" questioned Kyle. "Where's my mother?" "Yes I know how nervous you are, so I didn't want you worried, so believe me the last person I want here now would be her," said Nana. "When you wake up, it'll be over and you won't be jealous of Tiffany anymore. Nana has it worked out for popa's precious pumpkin." "Over?" sighed Kyle as his eyes were rolling in back of his head. "Is this another prankkkkkk?" "Of course not, and don't worry about your mother! I'll handle my daughter," said Nana, softly moving his neck. "Just close your eyes, Allie, you have to rest and Nana will be with you every step of the way." Out again he went as it barely registered what she said, and then he was wheeled from the room away from his grandmother. She'd stay with him the entire night and then in the morning take her car service to his house to talk to her daughter. "Glad to see you're up early and ready to go," said Nana, sitting down at the table. "Yeah well it's time to go pick up my pain in the ass daughter, and be up her ass again to get her shit together for school," said Holly, pouring her mother some coffee. "No need, I spoke to her officer and he allowed me to sign her out last night," said Nana, pouring some cream in her coffee. "Really, mom?" said Holly, rolling her eyes. "Interfering again already? So she was with you last night instead of school?" "No, handling a few things and yes," replied Nana, sipping her coffee. "Just like I did for you and your sisters. Or again did you forget all the crap I did for you?" "How could I?" said Holly, sitting down and sipping her coffee. "You'd never let me and then where is the little bitch? You're letting her sleep in? and didn't bring her with you?" "Yes, and she's sleeping comfortably," nodded Nana. "I told you I had to handle a few things like I did for you and your sisters around this age, so that's what I did." "MOM?" yelled Holly, getting angry. "What now? What did you do?" "What had to be done, Holly?" said Nana, looking her dead in the face. "What you cried for so I let you have, and you know damn well she's at that age where everyone else develop, except obviously in our flat chested family." "Mom, I had mine done at fifteen! Almost sixteen!" yelled Holly. "She's not even fourteen until next year. Are you insane?" "No, I'm a grandparent and you know as well as I do with all the pageant catch up she'll be doing after you had the kid locked away, she'll need them," yelled back Nana. "Girls are certainly way more advanced than they were twenty years ago, and we would have been doing it sooner or later, so with all she'll be doing sooner meaning now was the time! And you know it, Holly!" "I can't fucking believe you mom? You never stop?" said Holly, wiping her forehead. "I damn well hope she learned something in those months at that school, because the two of you are going to be the death of me! You still don't get what a fucking handful she is mom, so I hope you haven't created a monster!" "You think two months and some boobs are going to change who she is?" laughed Nana. "And trust me, you were just as much of a handful. You were a monster in heels around the same age, so I love that you're getting to deal with it just like I did with you." "Thanks?" said Holly, sarcastically rolling her eyes. "And you better not have made them too big?" "They're tasteful and just a B like you got," said her mother. "And I don't remember you complaining?" "No," smiled Holly, looking down at herself. "Well at least that will put an end to the pranks, as with her skinny frame those will not be able to be hidden. So what time will she be waking up, since obviously we better be there when she does?" "Maybe two more hours," said Nana, sipping coffee. "And I hear my grandson walking around up there, so call him down. You talk to him last night at all about the future?" "Not yet?" said Holly, walking over to the stairs. "Kyle, get down here. Nana's here, so come say hi and then we need to go get your sister." They talked a few more minutes and then downstairs came Allie in pink pajamas and a big hoodie. "Hey Nana," said Allie, hugging her grandmother and sitting down. "You know you don't have to hide that hair or wear your sister's clothes anymore?" said her mother, pouring her some juice. "But should we talk about that now, because one of the few things your grandmother and I agree on is that maybe what happened was something you've... well enjoyed more than expected or maybe wanted to happen?" "Uuumm so this is awkward and I don't disagree with either of you, even though Kyle has denied it?" said Allie, pulling off the hoodie and running her nails through her short hair. "But we kind of switched back near the end of the night, so maybe ask him?" "Do not fuck with me, Kyle," yelled his mother, getting really angry. "I told you we were done with this shit." "Mom, I'm not," said Allie, pulling off the hoodie and running her nails through her short hair. "See?" "I see nails and..." sighed her mother, covering her mouth as her jaw dropped. "And absolutely gross hairy legs that have made me want to vomit when I've looked at them all summer, that will be gone by this morning?" said Allie, backing up and rolling up his pants leg. "Take your fucking pants off," yelled his mother, holding her chest. "Show me right now! Right here and right this instant." "Ok," sighed Allie, shivering and dropping her pants and panties. Oh my gawwdd! You two idiots!" said her mother, holding her face and staring at her daughter female parts. "Why? You couldn't wait until morning?" "Mom don't get mad about nothing! Was it really a big deal?" explained Allie. "Truth be told I could have waited, but Kyle couldn't. You know Tiffany's gone today for that private school, so he wasn't going to get a chance to be with her, so he surprised me during the boring shit near the end, making us change." "You're kidding?" sighed her mother, ready to pull out her hair. "What is it with this girl?" "Seriously, mom?" Shrugged Allie. "Like you haven't figured out she's the girl that everyone wants to be with or look like? So don't be mad at him, as he had it all planed and I know he's been a better daughter than I ever would have been." "Oh my," said Nana, looking white as a ghost. "They were talking and that's when I interrupted them. When I slipped him a mickey and took him away so I could surprise him." "Oh you're going to surprise him alright when he wakes up this morning, realizing you slipped him quite more than a mickey!" said Holly, trying to control her anger. "You happy now mother?! Look what you've done this time!" "All I wanted was to surprise my granddaughter," said Nana, holding her chest. "You gave the kid a panic attack just badgering her about getting her ears pierced, so you think she could handle surgery if you told her about it." "But it wasn't her, you blind old bat!" yelled Holly. "That's the problem." "Surgery?" freaked Allie. "What surgery? You thought it was me and I needed surgery?" "Honey, sit down and your brother is ok and so are you," said her mother. "Thing is that we have a genetic flaw. A family issue that has plagued me, Nana, all of my sisters and unfortunately you, but nothing a little surgery doesn't correct so we've all had it." "I don't understand? What flaw? What's wrong with me?" asked Allie in a panick. "You saying I was supposed to have surgery today, but instead Kyle did?" "Health wise nothing is wrong with you," Her mother stated. "It's just..." "It's just what she is saying is that I was surprising my granddaughter after being stuck in that gawwd awful man's uniform with the two things she's been dying to blossom, but never really will," said Nana, interrupting, a bit sick to her stomach. "I figured what better time than with you starting anew like they bloomed over the summer before school began again, and then you could finally fill out your pageant dresses this fall." "Huuhh," sighed Allie, covering her mouth before beginning to giggle. "So Kyle got the boobs I was supposed to get?" "Afraid so?" replied Nana, holding her forehead. "How are we going to explain this when he wakes up?" "We?" said Holly, tossing up her hands. "We are going to blame those damn cataracts again, but enough is enough now mom! And enough is enough with you and your brother too, Allie!" "Jeez? How am I blamed for that?" thought Allie. "Those were supposed to be mine, and as scared shitless as I would have been to get them, you think I wanted him having those too? Wasn't it not enough for him to get my nails, my hair, my boyfriend, my spotlight on stage and my wardrobe, but now this?" "Yeah and who's fault is all that?" said his mother. "You did go along with the prank again! What the hell is wrong with you two?" "Obviously more than I realize?" sighed Allie, looking down at her flat chest. "But Nana, you sure this was a total surprise or could he have pranked everyone this time to get them? Is it possible?" "You think he knew and he wanted them?" asked her mother, confused. "You think that was his way of telling us what...?" "What we've already been thinking and was going to discuss with him today?" thought Nana. "Oh my?" "Really?" said Allie. "You were going to ask him? Like this morning, directly?" "Well I knew he was jealous of Tiffany in the tiara being popular and revered, so thought just maybe this was who he might have wanted to be?" Reasoned Nana. "When I gave him one and suggested the party was kind of a test but I wasn't certain? So are you, Allie?" "Like certain?" said Allie shaking her head and then shrugging her shoulders. "Not really?" "Some help you are?" said Holly with her hands on her face. "The only think I'm certain of my son is going to wake up with big boobs so we better stop speculating and get there." "Yes the boobs will be quite the shock but he's been your daughter all summer and those implants aren't just popping out," thought Nana. "Let's try to think rationally about how to deal with this since we still have time before he wakes up." "Rationally? Maybe you should have though rationally before you put boobs on your grandson?" yelled Holly as out the front door they went. "Since when do you think of anything rationally mother?" "Oh come on mom all she does is think about her family and you got them too so when you were a teenager so maybe think about me for a change," giggled Allie trying to diffuse their fight as they got in the car. "Those were supposed to me mine and so the consolation prize is maybe I am finally getting a sister at least for a little while?" "You think that's funny?" said her mother not amused as she backed out of the driveway. "Do not test me here Allison and who the hell knows? I mean how could he not wake up and freak out and I'm not so sure about him being happy about spending time as your sister as let me remind you that you just said he changed so he could be with Tiffany?" "Yeah?" grumbled Allie scratching her head. "But she's so hot even I was confused so I'm not so sure that tells us much?" "Well whatever he wants is what I want for him and drive faster dear," said Nana tapping her daughter as she drove. "So even if he does tell us that all he wants is to be a boy again there probably will need to be a healing period before they can come out so that's not happening for quite some time?" "Meaning he will have a little time to think and for us to discuss this quite a bit," nodded Holly as she sped. "I don't like it and neither will his father but ok I guess?" "And if he doesn't?" interjected Allie from the back seat. "If he wakes up and is really happy about it then what?" "Then I'm prepared to continue with the process," said Nana taking a breath. "I was planning on having him meet with some medical people there after we visited Allie to understand what was involved in case this was who he wanted to be or at least to understand it." "You were not mother?" yelled Holly stopping short at a light turning towards her mother. "That is beyond over stepping any boundaries." "And why is that?" yelled Nana back at her. "He needs to be informed! To know what's involved?" "You mean like really be a girl?" questioned Allie ignoring their banter. "Like informed about what's involved to get a snip-a-roo down there?" "That would be way off in the future if he wanted that," said Nana looking back at Allie. "I've learned it's much more involved then that." "You have to stop mom," said Holly furious speeding into the parking lot. "You have to and let's get up there!" "No you have to face reality Holly and you're the one that left him like this all summer," said Nana walking with her as they entered the hospital. "This might be who she should be." "Oh gawwddd," gulped Holly tearing up as she pushed the elevator button. "I know but I'm not sure I can." "Oh come on mom! Even he knew I always wanted a sister!" squealed Allie as they got in together. "And if they can't come out that fast then she's going to have to have that sweet sixteen! You should have seen the look on her face seeing the tiara and she already has it. So you'll have to let her have it, be the belle of the ball and maybe that'll help! You know decide?" "You mean him?" sighed their mother as the elevator rose. "And he already looks stunning in gown but how the hell would I explain that to family? Do I just say come to Kyle's sweet sixteen and then there she is?" "Well maybe but who cares what anyone thinks we're a family so we'll figure it out," nodded Allie nudging her mother as the door opened. "The important thing is I'll be in her dias! Help with her candles. Help pick the dress! Maybe I'll even be her maid of honor someday?" "Which pray for me that I'll live to see," said Nana rubbing her arm and whispering in her ear as they exited the elevator. "So yes honey and like you've always wanted but you're bitch of a mother would never give you." "Glad you'll live to see if because I think I might not," said Holly holding her chest as they walked and then smiling before glancing back at them. "And I heard that!" "And today I don't even care if she's one!" smiled Allie nudging her mother then cuddling against her as they walked into Kyle's room. "I'm too excited! Oh my gawddd! It's like a dream that I might actually get a sister! Imagine if he actually wants to be her and wow! Those look pretty big!" "No kidding and if he doesn't?" said his mother looking at him passed out asleep then softly stroking his forehead focused on his mounds. "Oh gawdd those look bigger than a B and look at him sound asleep! He's about to wake up with big boobs and the pranks not on any of us this time?" "Yeah and not that I still don't want them but...?" smirked Allie before having to giggle and the tapping her grandmother. "And it wasn't me this time but nana...." "Prank... oh gawddd," sighed Kyle cracking open his eyes. "So sorry about that nana and don't be mad mom but.." "But you're ok honey," said his nana touching his face looking down on him. "We're here and rest you need you're strength and then we'll talk." "Ok but I heard you say prank and about last night'?" sighed Kyle struggling to open his eyes. "There was something I did that I shouldn't have but since then our pranks are over I promise! Aren't they sis?" "Are they?" smiled Allie winking at him. "Because if so I'm good with where we've stopped now sis so... You tell me pageant girl?" "Definitely! Ouuchhh?" cringed Kyle trying to move and feeling some pain as he looked down. "Wait? No funny Allie and what the..?" "Wasn't me this time," smiled Allie shrugging her shoulders and looking over at Nana. "But maybe last night's prank back fired or maybe it didn't?" "Was me this time dear and you need some rest first before we really discuss this but..!" said Nana taking his hand. "Maybe I did something I shouldn't have or maybe I didn't?" "Oh gawwddd!" freaked Kyle looking around then bending down his chin. "Please tell me I'm not where I think I am and those aren't what they look like they are?" "Please honey! I wanted you to rest first and if you must know those were supposed to be for Allie," said Nana seeing him stare at the mounds under his hospital gown. "But then you switched pranking us again and well?" "So yeah she is saying you are!" interjected his mother rolling her eyes. "You're in recovery and you're fine but like your grandmother always does she's gone too far! So yeah....they are?" "Holy shit!" shivered Kyle staring down at his chest as his eyes bugged. "Then I have boobs! Boobs like a real girl!" "Like I don't take offense to that but yeah! Pretty damn big boobs now busty girl so Tiffany will have nothing over you now and not that we didn't pull off such an awesome prank but I guess we'll learn from the best sis," teased Allie coming over and pulling down the gown just a touch looking. "Obliviously Nana's the champ.... Best prank Eveeaaaaa."