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The Wedding Date By Jena Corso Edited by Angela Meyers Chapter One Lee stood staring out at the ocean on a beautiful clear night as the sun was beginning to go down. A cool breeze gently blew through his long curly hair and slightly ruffled his delicate dress as he stood on an elevated boardwalk, bending his wrist and looking down at his thin gold watch. From his purse he took out his phone, checking for messages but finding none as he put it away and just watched the tides roll in across the sand. He was getting anxious and annoyed as he flexed his fingers, checking out his nails before re-clutching his little pocketbook in both hands in front of him just behind the railing, until finally his ears perked up. "It's certainly about freaking time," said Lee, tapping his foot. "Wow, you've got some good ears?" Gary said. "Lee? Is that you?" "Like really?" said Lee, brushing his hair from his eyes as he shook his head annoyed, still staring out at the surf. "You're late, and who else could it possibly be standing here waiting like an idiot? And it's Keleigh, but you know that already." "Yeah sorry! Of course I know, and I love that name," Gary replied. "Well I hope so, but it does take some getting used to," said Lee, letting out a sigh. "Really, all of this does?" "I know," said Gary meekly. "And sorry about being late." "It's fine, but just don't slip up again," said Lee, turning around. "Because if you screw that up before we even start, that would be a problem right? Oh and this lateness crap isn't going to be a constant issue, is it?" "Definitely not, and I just took longer to get ready than I thought?" Gary began to say as he now got a good look at Lee as Keleigh. "Holllyyyyy..... You look." "Yeah.. yeah amazing and pretty and yada yada yada," said Lee, rolling his eyes. "I know. I clean up pretty decently, and just don't make this any weirder than it already is." "I won't," said Gary, trying to regain his composure. "Uuummm... And you got your braces off. Wow I didn't know they'd be off this fast?" "All this work on me and that's what you're thinking about?" Groaned Lee, giving him a curious look. "That's what you noticed?" "Not at all," smiled Gary, rolling his shoulder. "But?" "But what?" said Lee, getting a little angry. "Spit it out already?" "Well your smile? Those lips?" Gary looked him up and down. "That dress? Holy shit!" "Ok easy! And I guess thanks?" said Lee, throwing up his hands. "But for your information, my braces were off last time you saw me two weeks ago dummy!" "Really?" Gary smirked. "Well? It's just that you're so beautiful honestly! It's stunning." "Like you expected me to look shitty?" said Lee, making a face. "Seriously. Come on, you didn't expect me to look horrible did you? or obviously this wouldn't be happening would it?" "Well no but..." Gary started to say. "But what this time?" said Lee, folding his arms. "Oh, so maybe you were worried I'd look at least a little like a boy in a dress then right?" "Well no!" Gary smiled. "I mean you certainly don't and of course neither of us wanted that, but wow... You're even prettier than I could have hoped for." "Like my mother or your mother would have allowed any differently?" said Lee with his hands on his hips. "I think they're even more into having fun with this than anyone." "I can't argue with you there," laughed Gary. "We both know both our mother's always have wanted daughters that they never had, so I guess if even for a short time they're enjoying the crap out of you being one." "Yeah no kidding," replied Lee, shaking his head. "When I wanted $200 sneakers it was no, no, no every time I asked, but when I for whatever reason needed expensive shoes to match this dress I'll never wear again, it was suddenly no problem." "I bet," said Gary. "And I still can't believe she let you miss that last two days of school. Last winter when you were like on your death bed with the flu, she still made you go in." "Yeah if I knew all it would take was to put on a dress to get out of school, I would have been doing it for years," joked Lee. "Really?" replied Gary, raising his brows. "But..." "It was a joke, and don't be stupid. It was thanks to your mother getting me a doctor's note about some special procedures, I was able to take my last finals early, and then you know I still did all my last assignments in the salon on the teachers' special ipad," said Lee, shaking his head. "They should only know the procedures were getting my teeth whitened and my hair done, as it took me twice as long to do the work with these freaking nails." "Well it definitely looks like everything was well worthwhile to me?" said Gary, making light of it, lifting Lee's hand and looking at his long sparkly manicure. "Does it, you jerk!" said Lee with some attitude, pulling his hand back. "Just so you know it's fucking disgusting having your teeth whitened, and annoying sitting there getting your nails done. So maybe when all this shit is over, you can sit doing your assignments with your head dipped into and out of sinks, plus being under fucking hot lamps while they perm your hair. You think that's fun!" "Ahhh? No thanks!" smirked Gary, enjoying his friend's frustration. "Exactly, and then to top all that off, your mother thought it would be even better to add extensions," said Lee, tossing up his hands and holding out his long hair on one shoulder. "You should have heard her.... She's so pretty this Miss Keleigh, but let's add this and do that. It seemed like it never stopped, and of course I freaking understand now why I needed to miss two days of school. It took forever! I was in the chair for hours and hours two days in a row, and that's before they even plucked out my eyebrows and put a drop of makeup on me. Lucky school is over, because it's going to take half the summer just to get somewhat back to normal." "Well this normal looks damn good, and obviously you won't be changing back so quick anyway with everything you have to do," smiled Gary. "It's might not have to? Don't even go there?" said Lee. "And I'm not even kidding?" "Ok then?" replied Gary, tossing up his hands. "But maybe we should get moving now, ok?" "Fine? Did you have to remind me? and even with all that, who was the one late?" said Lee, tapping his watch. "Not the girl that went through two days of hell for this shit! Was it?" "I said I was sorry, and said whatever time you spent was well worth it," said Gary, coming close, softly touching his upper arms. "Now let's maybe start over, and trust me, I'll have the hottest girlfriend in there. No doubt!" "Dream on? But that's better I guess?" smiled Lee, wiping the hair off his own face and smiling. "Now let's go inside please, because if this wind blows any harder and destroys my hair, I'm not sure I know how to fix it. Plus you may like me now, but I'm not so sure you'll feel that way if I'm suddenly the chick with the huge afro." "I'm sure you'd still look hot like that," said Gary, stepping in, taking his hand and looking down right into his eyes as they could sense each other's breath. "Oh easy with that, lover boy!" said Lee, pushing back. "Ground rules, asshole!" "What did I do?" asked Gary, stepping back. "Nothing, but that's a bit close, and do I even have to say the lips are off limits?" said Lee, pointing to his cheek. "Please tell me I don't?" "Uuumm," said Gary getting the point. "Sure." "Thank you," replied Lee, taking a breath then pointing to his cheek. "A kiss on the cheek for show I guess is ok, and I assume what choice do I have but to hold hands if we're to pull this shit off, right?" "Whatever you say is fine, and thank you for doing this," said Gary, nodding. "But you're still so so beautiful, so trust me it's a compliment that any guy would love to kiss you. It may be weird, but it's not a bad thing, Keleigh." "Yeah, but it's not any guy that was inches from my lips was it?" said Lee, getting uncomfortable. "It was you and you know the deal. Wasn't it?" "Yeah," smirked Gary, leaning in and kissing his cheek. "And thank you again! Come on, let's go in." "I said for show," said Lee, shaking his head. "Anybody out here but us?" "No, but that doesn't mean I can't thank you enough and won't treat you better than any girl could be treated," replied Gary, reaching out his hand. "So come on, because we really should be going in now." "Ok in just a minute, because I know we have to," nodded Lee, closing his eyes, taking a deep breath and feeling a chill as suddenly his legs felt so heavy. "And I don't know if it's my nerves or just me, but I'm actually starting to get cold dressed like this?" "Oh you want me to," said Gary, putting his arm around his shoulders. "Please don't," said Lee, popping open his eyes and stepping away from him. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that, but I just need a second like I asked, and we'll go in, ok?" "Sure," Gary sighed, kind of understanding. Lee turned, exhaling softly and closing his eyes for a moment before reopening them and then looking over at Gary, trying to keep his emotions in check. He was in an unmistakably very girly white dress with a faint floral print, looking extremely delicate in heels and long pulled back tight curls. The soft chiffon spaghetti strap dress had a slight v-neck cut inside the mostly straight cut shoulderless top, displaying no cleavage yet delivering a pretty feminine shape. Pale pink and lavender flowers with faded green leaves made up the dress's soft disparate floral print and its slightly flowing skirt hemmed just above his knees. Singular two inch wide coral pink ribbons served as the thick-ish spaghetti straps holding up the top across each shoulder, and matched the same thin ribbon that encircled his waistline like a skinny belt. Nude panty hose clung to his shapely shaved legs and fuchsia polish peeked from the peep toe of his pink pumps. He wavered carefully, as not to catch the thin three and half inch heel between boards on the board walk as he moved gingerly, still not used to the feeling of being tucked. It was hard not to think about the feeling of having the back of his high cut silk panty wedged inside his crack, yet that he knew he needed to delete that from his mind. He looked down, comforted only by seeing no bump there as the wind softly ruffled his skirt against his crotch and then he felt some goosebumps start to peek out on his hairless forearms. He touched his chest, gathering himself, feeling his ivory bra that supported the little silicon inserts hidden beneath the dress and slid up his finger, verifying his concealed bra strap beneath the pink thick strap was still covered. Knowing that double tape adhered the inserts to his chest like super glue and that the back zipper enclosure of his dress was a struggle just out of his fingertip's rear grasp, he knew he'd be like this until they'd decided to let him out. "Ok," Lee said, making eye contact. "I guess I'm ready if you are. You sure about this?" "Before today admittedly I had a few doubts," Gary extended his hand. "But now? You damn well know I don't, and maybe it's the makeup, but I've never seen your eyes look so blue before!" There was nowhere to go anyway as he was there for only one reason, as his friend's date and when he had first looked at himself made up, he had the same impression. Into Gary's hand went his as it would be part of what he agreed to as his buddy's girlfriend. "I don't know if it is either, and let's just go," said Lee, knowing full well they'd cemented the shape of a maturing young lady to any onlooker, and having those striking bright blue eyes didn't hurt. As a boy and before his new hairdo, he normally had longish hair that touched his shoulders, but after much debate, that wasn't long enough for his makeover team of moms, as it now extended, spanning three quarters of the way down his back. They settled on a style though that was simple yet unmistakably so girly for the evening's look, as it was merely pulled back tightly off his face from temple to temple and sat behind his shoulders on his back. A coral pink silk ribbon that matched his dress sat daintily in a basic looped bow behind his head to hiding the bands and pins that kept it taut before it all streamed down his back in mane of tight permed curls. He looked as wholesome and delicate as any teen girl could be, as the perm solution had lightened his medium brown hair to light brown, almost dirty blonde color and it's thick mass of tiny ringlets ended in straight line not far from his waistline. Little drop earrings with a small cubic zirconia round stones wavered from each ear, and above them even being pulled tightly, the perm was apparent as his hair still looked so wavy. A hint of pink shimmer sat at the inner crease of each eye before a salmon pink shadow blended into a touch of a rust pink. His brows were still fairly thick towards his nose, yet quickly grew arched and thin as a touch of snowy silver shadow sat as a highlight color in the arch. Curled and thickened dark chocolate brown lashes surrounded a thin matching pencil liner, and soft pink rose blush shone from beneath his contoured, glowing cheek bones. What didn't seem like that much makeup to an on looker would be due to the skill of a talented makeup artist, as Lee knew she'd painted across his face for almost an hour to make it look flawless and now free of zits or blemishes. With his teeth whitened and brightened to shine from inside quite natural salmon pink glossed lips, he'd been given the made up, yet natural appearance of a young teenage girl. He was barely used to his fingers with long almond shaped lilac to fuchsia ombre nails, yet it would be more bizarre to see them glisten inside Gary's grasp as he looked down once they began walking. Wise ass always trying to sound tough, Lee was now gone as he took his first steps as his buddy's girlfriend, not even knowing how their fingers became interlocked together. They were best friends, but instead now the next time he glanced down, he realized they were headed into the event as a young couple. Maybe it was the cold on his legs that distracted his focus, or the mental anguish that his unwavering undergarments could move. None of that would really be the issue of course, feeling the subtle little pinch against the two dainty rings on his right hand when Gary reached for the door with his other hand as inside he was gently led by his date. "Feel better now?" asked Gary, giving a gentle squeeze. "Aaaahhh," sighed Lee, looking all around before giving him a look. "Yeah.. But no?" "Once you warm up. You will," smirked Gary, letting go of his hand for a moment and softly rubbing his back. "Come on." As they walked in, they looked around at the expensive reception, neither having been invited to anything like this before. It was Gary's first cousin Lauren's engagement party, who adored him and Gary's mother had made damn sure he'd be there represented with a proper date. As they walked over towards Gary's parents and his brother and fianc?e, his brother shook his head as he turned towards his mother, as his eyes told the story. "Oh you really are something, mom?" smiled Gary's brother, Bart. "Unbelievable?" "No, dear," smiled Gary's mother, Rita, tapping her son's arm. "She's quite the little beauty isn't she? and quite believable don't you think?" "He's stunning, Mrs. Baxter," said her future daughter in law, Holly, staring over at them. "I have to hand it to you. So perfect, like a pristine little porcelain doll, and I can't even imagine he let you do all that to him?" "Darling, it's she, so watch your tongue," said Rita with a gleam in her eye. "And she didn't let me do anything. I just did what I needed to be done. Really, what had to be done?" "You talking about for Gary or Lee?" laughed Bart. "Because from what I heard the pretty girl walking this way wasn't exactly on board with all this." "Sometimes one just needs a push," smiled Rita. "Or maybe in her case a big shove, but the results speak for themselves. Don't they?" "You know they do, but did you really just do any of this for her best interests?" asked her son. "Cause I was thinking you did this so you could control things like you always do?" "Your judgment I rarely question, and you have a lovely caring fianc?e I adore, but we both know this is Gary we're talking about," said Rita, getting annoyed. "With all our family has going on right now, you'd have rather I have left things to chance?" "What damage could he have done, mom?" said Bart, rolling his eyes. "All he has to do is dress appropriately, bring a date and do as he's told. These are everyday family events that everyone goes through in life. Really, all he has to do is follow simple instructions and not make a scene or embarrass anyone!" "Exactly!" replied his mother, patting his arm. "Which is why I have Keleigh in place! I gave him more than one chance to bring home a timeless beauty like you did! A woman with grace that would represent us with dignity, and remember what I got?" "Well now that you mention it," smirked Bart, trying to hold in his laughter. "Yeah I kinda do!" "Behave, jerk," smiled his fianc?e, elbowing him. "And thank you mom. I appreciate that so much." "You're welcome, my love," said Rita, squeezing her future daughter in law's hand and then looking at her son, wanting to smack him. "You saw the disasters your brother chose before I arranged this with Keleigh. The first one was white trash, and the other a pot head. Is that what you'd want at all these family events? and especially in your wedding party?" "Absolutely not," replied Holly, getting nervous. "My parents would freak and never stand for it." "And you know neither would I dear," said Rita, rubbing Holly's arm. "Not even for a second!" "Which is why I love my mother in law already," said Holly, slapping her boyfriend. "She knows what's she's doing!" "Yeah, so instead she gave my brother a chick with a..." started Bart. "Hey," Interrupted Holly, slapping his arm. "Did you almost forget where we are too?" "Sorry, I meant gave us a boy in a dress," whispered Bart. "Thanks mom! What a wonderful gift." "No, I gave your brother a wonderful date he was desperately in need of, and you a girl that will cause no waves," said Rita, giving Bart a stern look. "You mean do as you say?" joked Bart. "Bartholomew Alexander Baxter!" scolded his mother. "That's enough now!" "Ok, ok mom," smiled Bart, throwing up his hands. "Thank you!" said his mother, lecturing him now. "Imagine if this was still his first little tart he brought home last year with her boobs hanging out every time I met her? and remember she wore no underwear to our barbeque. I mean are you kidding me! Who meets their boyfriend's mother like that! Then the second girl he dated reeked of pot every time I met her, plus I catch her doing drugs at our New Year's party. The boy has zero judgment." "No mom, the boy wants to get laid, and you want to control what you can't," laughed Bart, before tapping his mother. "His ability to get some, and his raging hormones." "Honey, I can and I will control it at least for now while I need to," said Rita, elbowing him in the ribs. "Now shut up, and be on your best behavior, because here they come." "Mother," Gary greeted her as he walked over holding hands with Lee. "Hello everyone." "Keleigh, glad you could join us, and how beautiful do you look in that dress!" said Rita, looking so pleased. "Thank you Mrs. Baxter, and hello everyone," said Lee, turning beet red, knowing they knew who he really was as they looked him over. "Keleigh, I've been so looking forward to meeting you," said Holly, hugging him and then as the hug ended, held both of his hands looking at him. "And thank you so much for all the things you've volunteered to do to help us. These are amazing gestures." "You're welcome," said Lee, glancing over at Rita who was leering at him to answer properly. "I guess that's what I'm here for." "Well, that and so much more," smiled Gary, taking back his hand from Holly. "Right, mother?" "If you mean that Bart and Holly can't hog her all to themselves, then that is correct, my son," said his mother, giving her son a look and taking Lee's hand away from her son, grasping it herself now. "Now you and your brother please go find your seats while we ladies go freshen up." "Fine?" said Bart, annoyed as he walked away with his brother. "Did I do something wrong already?" said Lee as he walked with them to the ladies room. "Besides almost smearing your lip gloss? No dear," replied Rita as they walked inside the ladies room. "But I wanted to remind you of the boundaries. My son can be quite the charmer." "Mrs. Baxter, he's my friend and I have no interest in him like that," gulped Lee, mortified. "Believe me, I've already lectured him about boundaries." "Already? He's such a dog, my son!" said Rita, even more concerned. "I was getting concerned you two were out there quite long getting re- acquainted with this new you before you came in, and could you have forgotten why you're here already?" "Seriously, Mrs. Baxter," sighed Lee, getting frustrated and tossing out his hands. "Does it look like you made it where I could forget?" "I'd think not, but let's not get off on the wrong foot, so I'll remind you to park that attitude of yours, missy," lectured Mrs. Baxter. "Because from my vantage point when I did glance out there for just a second, you two were awfully close?" "I'm sorry, I might just be a little sensitive and we were just talking," gulped Lee, touching her arm, feeling bad. "Now please Mrs. Baxter, I haven't kissed anyone and you know I have no interest in any boys like that?" "Dear, I'm not so sure I believe that, but that's your issue for another day, and not on my time please," said Rita, annoyed with him now, fixing her lips. "And this young lady is my time this evening." "Yes Mrs. Baxter, and I'm here, aren't I?" said Lee, starting to get upset. "Look at me! I've done everything you've asked." "So far princess, and even if you didn't kiss him, then stop biting your lips! Now fix them like we taught you," Rita scolded him, not easing up. "Plus we've only just begun, and there's so much more you've agreed to do, remember?" "Girlfriend, bridal shower helper, wedding date and fill in whatever you need girl," sulked Lee, taking out his lip gloss and dipping the little applicator in and out of the tube before applying it. "They're all engrained in my head, entered in my iphone calander and I'll be the perfect little date. I know my role, and I'll be on my best behavior on your time Mrs. Baxter." "And on mine too!" said Holly, taking his wrist. "And tomorrow begins some of my time." "I know. I'll be helping with all your bridal shower stuff, and my mom will be there too," said Lee, looking at Holly. "You think she'd let me miss doing anything I'm supposed to?" "Well we have quite a full agenda this weekend, as you know," smiled Rita, tapping his arm. "But we both know she'd make sure her precious daughter wouldn't." "That she wouldn't," said Lee, turning away mumbling. "Especially if she had one." "You know I heard that, and we tell each other everything," snapped Rita. "She'd be none too pleased if I mention you're giving me even an ounce of trouble with that smart mouth of yours." "Please don't, and I won't be. It's just Mrs. Baxter I'm not sure why you will not believe me, but I do not really want to be a girl! Be her daughter," Lee pleaded. "Now please I'm doing this because you gave me no choice." "No dear, that part was your mother's doing, and we both know you had a choice?" said Mrs. Baxter, rolling her eyes at him. "Do not even try to say you were forced, because that's a complete lie." "Maybe I did, but in a way it felt like I didn't," sighed Lee, shrugging his shoulders. "Oh please? We all believe this is what's best for you anyway," said Rita, rolling her eyes as she re-coated her lashes. "Sneaking around in women's clothing is good for no one, so be thankful you have a great support system with people who can help you, and that this chance occurred so you could express who you really are?" "I was not exactly sneaking around, and we've been through this like a million times now!" cried Lee. "Why will none of you believe that?" "You mean your mother lied about catching you in her clothes?" said Rita, giving him a look. "About you trying on her makeup?" "Well no, but I go to an all-boys school, and it was embarrassing being the boy chosen to play the lead girl," explained Lee. "I was just experimenting to see if I could pull it off, and it's not like I asked for the part. It just happened!" "But it didn't happen?" smiled Rita, touching up her blush. "Did it?" "It wasn't my fault the play got canceled," said Lee. "I had nothing to do with that." "Honey, we both know it wasn't the only time, and your teacher told your mother you volunteered to be the lead actress. Now we're well past all that aren't we? and there's nothing to be embarrassed about?" said Rita, tossing some cosmetics in her purse. "With the right help you've received, you're quite the little beauty queen already, so obviously you've done more than pull it off. You've excelled, young lady." "Maybe, but it still wasn't my intention!" sighed Lee, tossing up his hands. "I mean I'm sure every guy would at least be a little curious how he'd look as the opposite sex, but I'm still a bit stunned that I make this decent a girl." "I don't know why, because you've got the mood swings and whining parts down already," joked Rita, softly slapping his arm. "Now let's just move on, because it's fine and if that's your story and you're sticking to it.... then so be it." "Whether it is or it isn't, I don't think matters to you anyway," said Lee, annoyed. "You got me exactly how and where you want me, right?" "See what a smart girl you can be when you want?" smirked Rita, touching her temple. "And actually it doesn't matter young lady, but if you ask me, this is what you've always wanted and if not then the push you needed." "I do not need any push," cried Lee. "I don't need a push or a pull or a tug or anything." "But we both know my son is a disgusting pig who will want you to tug and pull on things anyway, so as we've already spoken about, don't you dare," said Rita, fluffing her hair in the mirror. "I know the boy is irresistible, so in time maybe I will let you peck a kiss or two, but for now you are to go nowhere near those precious lips, and absolutely nowhere near that damn thing he'll want you tugging. Now am I clear?" "Oh my gawwdddd! Eeewwww," replied Lee, sickened. "Crystal clear, and don't you worry about a thing when it comes to any of that. Trust me I'm a good girl, and he knows the boundaries." "I believe you honey, but I also believe you're quite the actress too, since two seconds ago you said you didn't even want to be a girl, then a little thought about tugging on my son seemed to change you in an instant," said Rita, snapping her fingers then pointing to her eyes. "Now remember I'm always watching, and you do as I say if you know what's best for you. You got me, Keleigh?" "Huuuh," huffed Lee mortified. "Yes, Mrs. Baxter." "That's my good girl," said Rita, softly patting his cheek. "All kisses on the cheeks for tonight, and holding hands just like you looked so adorable doing together." "Yes I know," nodded Lee. "I already told him those were the boundaries." "Honey, the way you turned out? He'll need constant reminding, so hopefully you don't," lectured Rita, grabbing the door handle and shooting him one last look. "So nothing more, and if all goes well spending this time as who you should probably have always been, then I'll feel like I've done a service." Lee stood there with his jaw dropped, just closing his eyes and shaking his head as off she went, leaving the rest room. He took a moment gathering himself and then Holly looped her arm around his and softly rubbed his back. "A service," said Lee, wiping his brow. "She thinks dressing me up and telling me what to do is doing me a service?" "I'm thinking the service is how amazing you look, Keleigh," smirked Holly, leaning her head against his as they looked at each other in the mirror. "Yeah I get that," nodded Lee. "And I know if I'm doing this that I don't want to be embarrassed." "Embarrassed! Trust me, girls would kill to look like you, and imagine if she didn't like you?" giggled Holly. "You know how she talked about those girls she hated?" "Like it would matter if she hates me?" said Lee, rolling his eyes. "I'm her Barbie or her son's Barbie or something like that." "You think she doesn't treat me like I'm her Barbie sometimes too?" said Holly. "If I plan on getting along with her then sometimes I just nod and smile as it's not worth fighting with her when generally she wants the best for me, and her son so she means well." "But you'll be family," said Lee. "I on the other hand am her puppet." "So did you or did you not agree to do this?" questioned Holly. "This is all quite confusing, Keleigh?" "It's a long story, but my mother made me do this," said Lee, shrugging his shoulders. "Well maybe not made me, but let's say convinced me. So really I didn't but I did." "So then ultimately you did?" asked Holly with a grin. "I'd do almost anything for Gary, and he's my best friend," nodded Lee. "Plus I kind of owe him, so if you need me to say it, then I guess I did." "Then just enjoy it," giggled Holly, fluffing her hair. "But I'd just avoid kissing her son in front of her like she said if I were you." "Was never even a consideration?" said Lee, pulling open the door. "Please, let's just get back to the party." He walked out of the ladies room with Holly as they wandered over to the big round table. Gary was quite the teenage gentlemen, pulling out his chair as he was quickly seated at a table with Gary's family. He soon met Lauren, who was the excited bride to be, and then met her sister Lori, who was just as excited to be married the next day. Their younger sister Linda would still be in college, yet also have a serious boyfriend and on her way to being engaged after she graduated, so besides gossip, weddings would be all the girls in the family talked about. It would be a three day whirl wind of events, as Gary's family had flown in from all over the country, as weddings and family events had been carefully planned while everyone was in town. Lauren's engagement party would be just the start on Friday night, followed by her sister's Lori's sister's wedding the next evening, and then Holly's bridal shower on Sunday. There would be no let down on Lee's role as Gary's precious squeeze, as he'd need to be the prim and proper perfect girlfriend for the entire weekend at all times. After some time at the table, they'd be back up mingling and thrust into conversations. He was quickly introduced to so many of Gary's relatives that his head was spinning, and then he found himself being pulled up by the girls to dance. A few simple pop songs would be soon interrupted as they were asked to take their seats for speeches and toasts as the party was in full swing. It would be a wonderful dinner as he mostly smiled and joined in conversations here and there. He'd answer questions when asked and allow Gary's arm over his chair without issue for most of the night as he acted like the perfect girlfriend. When a slow song came on, he noticed Mrs. Baxter look towards him and her son, giving a little nod. He got up with Gary as they walked hand in hand to the dance floor and then after a bit of awkward fumbling of how they should hold each other, there he was staring into Gary's eyes, arm and arm. He had avoided Gary who was trying to make a move the entire night, and then the second he saw his lips moving, he moved even closer, putting his head on his shoulder. He swallowed hard, knowing they were closer than they'd ever been, as the only barriers now were their clothes as their bodies could be no closer. "Keleigh?" said Gary, feeling a little quiver. "You ok?" "Sure," said Lee, never looking up at him. "Fine." "Look, this is nice but I wasn't going to... You know Keleigh?" Chuckled Gary nervously. "I was just struggling for the right words, and it's been a really nice night." "Oh uumm..." sighed Lee, relieved. "Good. I'm glad." "Me too, and I was trying to say this kind of worked out pretty well," said Gary as they danced. "I guess better than even we could have expected, right?" "Like I would have made you look stupid?" said Lee picking up his head looking at his friend. "You knew I wouldn't?" "No, you made me look awesome," smiled Gary. "My family thinks I have the prettiest girl here." "Well maybe your mother thinks that because she feels like she molded me," smirked Lee. "Well, which in some ways she did? But in all seriousness, you do have some beautiful cousins, and this wasn't so bad." "Is that your way of saying you had a nice time too?" laughed Gary. "Maybe that you are glad you're out like this? Out with me?" "I really like your cousins, but don't get too full of yourself," said Lee, breaking the dance. "You're my friend, and not exactly my type?" "Then who would that be exactly? Claudia Johnson? Isabella Santino?" Gary asked as they stopped dancing, but not letting go. "Or maybe Johnny Lamont?" "The idiot quarterback? Eeewww ahhh no! You know I hate football assholes?" said Lee, rolling his eyes. "Stop being a dick, and even the way I look, you know I don't like guys." "Except me," smiled Gary, dropping his hand a little and rubbing the top of his ass with his index finger. "I am your boyfriend." "Who is about to have his girlfriend break that finger if it doesn't get off my ass," smirked Lee, reaching his hand behind his back, moving up his hand. "You got me, lover boy!" "Yup!" laughed Gary, softly sliding his hand around his back. "Good, you jerk!" scolded Lee, rolling his eyes. "And you know your mother is watching us, so don't be stupid, so just dance." "Sorry, but I waited all night just to have a moment this close to you," replied Gary, pulling him in closer as they danced again. "It feels so nice." "Really? I hung on your arm while you paraded me everywhere, and when it wasn't there, we were holding hands," said Lee, pushing back, staring through him. "Plus you've had your arm around my chair all night when you weren't stuffing your face. You knew we weren't getting closer than that." "I know, but aren't you curious?" questioned Gary, biting his lip. "Curious about what?" said Lee, with some attitude. "About kissing a boy?" asked Gary. "I know you have to be?" "Not really, but I guess you are?" snapped Lee. "You know Mark Swartz is gay and you're a good looking guy, so maybe try him because I'm sure he'd kiss you." "No shit he's gay, and he's not my type," said Gary. "But let's talk more about the fact you think I'm good looking because I think..." "Think you need to go take a cold shower," said Lee, breaking free from the dance and taking his hand. "Now let's go sit down." "Maybe?" smiled Gary, squeezing it and preventing him from walking away. "But I don't think I can sit down right now." "Why the hell not?" said Lee as Gary had stopped them from walking. "The dance is over, so let's go." "Well?" said Gary, looking down at his pants. "Oh jeez," said Lee, cringing. "I was hoping I didn't feel that." "But you did?" smiled Gary, flexing his brows. "Didn't ya?" "Maybe, but I tried to ignore it," said Lee, making a face, momentarily looking away. "But you couldn't?" smirked Gary. "Could you?" "You're right I couldn't, and I'm flattered," said Lee, kissing his cheek before whispering in his ear. "But if that's all you got, sitting shouldn't be a problem. Now get your ass in that chair before I go tell your mother you're being difficult." "Yes dear," smirked Gary, rolling his eyes. "And now you sound like the girlfriend she's always wanted me to have, so I'll be sure to continually mention how you're the perfect girl for me tonight when I get home. How this really is going to work for every important date I'll ever need, sweetheart." "Please don't do that?" gulped Lee. "I don't want to do more than I'm already committed to this weekend." "Don't worry, you've done it yourself after you've charmed the whole family already?" smiled Gary as he began walking now, holding Lee's hand. "You think they'll just forget you?" "Shit!" said Lee, holding his chest with one hand as he was being dragged by the other. "I fucking have! Haven't I?" "Finally?" Interrupted Rita, walking up to them as they were headed back to the table. "I was getting worried you two would never leave the dance floor." "But you sent us there mom?" said Gary, annoyed by her reference. "No I suggested you take this lovely young lady for a wonderful dance like a gentlemen should instead of sitting around like a loaf," smiled his mother. "One will not keep a girlfriend like this by not treating her like a princess." "I get it mom," said Gary, rolling his eyes. "And she's gotten the royal treatment all night, hasn't she?" "Be kind, and listen to your mother, Gary," teased Lee, leaning in against him playfully. "She knows exactly what I need and how to handle me." "And also when enough is enough for an evening," said Rita, folding her arms. "Your mother is double parked outside, dear." "Oh?" said Lee surprised. "So I'm done?" "For the evening, dear," nodded Rita, looking at her watch. "Already?" Gary asked. "But mom she..." "Excuse me? The party ends in fifteen minutes, and I'm thinking this is a good time to call it a night for you two love birds," said Rita, getting annoyed with him. "You know, before either of you tests my good nature or does something we'll regret that can't be undone." "Which we won't," sighed Lee, pretending to wipe his brow, relieved before questioning her. "So should I go say goodbye to everyone?" "Quickly," nodded Rita. "You'll be with most of them tomorrow, and your mother is waiting." "Sounds good," smiled Lee, leaning up and kissing Gary's cheek before getting sarcastic. "Good night boyfriend." Even Rita had to smirk at his angst before Lee wiped his lipstick stain and had a chuckle at his expense. Over Lee went, hugging Rita next who was like a cold fish and then scurried in his heels over to the table, saying goodbye to the Baxter family. After the hugs and air kisses were over, he ran out happily, seeing his mother and hopping into the car. "Well good evening, my daughter," smiled his mother the minute he got in the little Toyota. "Looks like you had nice time." "Not exactly, but I guess it wasn't really that bad," said Lee, tossing his purse on the console, reclining the seat a little. "I thought it would be worse." "Of course it wasn't, and seems your hair and makeup held up well," said his mother, glancing over at him. "And please sit up straight before you rip that dress. I know you must be tired, but it's only a five minute ride home." "Sorry. I'm exhausted," sighed Lee, sitting back up as she drove off. "And these shoes are killing me now, so thank gawwwdddd it's over, mom." "Tonight's over, but wearing heels not so much, pretty girl," giggled his mother. "Tomorrow will be here before you know it Keleigh, and now you know why I never mind having my feet in that little foot massage bath I have." "You know my feet felt fine until I got in the car," said Lee, crossing his legs and reaching down, rubbing his shoe. "Then it kind of all hit me." "That's because your mind was occupied with other things," said his mother, turning the wheel. "You know, like being out feeling pretty, and especially being out with a cute boy." "Mom, it was Gary, and I'm out with him all the time," whined Lee, looking out the window. "You know it wasn't like that, and we've talked about this already." "We have, but you've also never been out with him like this before," said his mother, tapping his leg. "Or have you?" "You know I haven't," said Lee, looking over at her. "And maybe you made me look like a girl, but I'm not one, and I don't feel like one." "Then you really really better go into acting as a career, because you certainly act like one," smiled his mother, pulling into the driveway. "Not funny mom," snarled Lee, opening the door, getting out and yelling back as he walked onto the porch. "And you know what I mean!" "Actually I don't?" said his mother, putting her key in the front door. "So maybe enlighten me, Keleigh?" "Whattttt--eeeever mom?" replied Lee with some attitude, walking past her into the house as she opened the door. "Making my point, girlfriend," teased his mother, coming inside. "Huuh!" Huffed Lee, frustrated and tossing up his hands. "I just mean if I was thinking that I was feeling like a girl then I should feel pretty and soft and feminine and all that stuff, and I didn't. I felt awkward and nervous and apprehensive, and when he first looked at me like I was going to puke. You get what I mean?" "Yup, and that's normal for all girls," said his mother, tossing her keys on the foyer table. "Self-assurance takes time, and it's ok to be nervous or worried or feel not like you should. Tight curls and tight nerves. High heels and high tension. Soft dresses and soft on confidence. Been there, and sometimes I'm still there! It's all part of being a woman, and you'll get there, honey." "But what if I don't want to get there?" said Lee, sulking a little as he pulled off his shoes. "Well that we won't know for a while, will we honey?" said his mother, walking over and holding his shoulder so he could balance getting off the other shoe. "But with everything you'll be doing you'll certainly be getting a crash course in girly girl 101, and you know that already." "No kidding," nodded Lee, struggling to pull the bow from his hair. "And I already learned its's not so easy being a girl." "Glad you can appreciate what goes into it then, since it's more than just dressing up," said his mother, touching his face and then helping him take out the bow and band before stroking his loose curls. "But don't stress it sweetheart, because Miss Keleigh is going to be pretty busy with everything on the agenda, so no point worrying about what you can't control." "Which isn't much?" said Lee, struggling to reach behind his dress to unclip his bra. "You and Mrs. Baxter are controlling everything." "Exactly, so time to wash off this makeup and go get your beauty rest," teased his mother, walking over and lifting his hair and gathering it atop his head with her fingers. "Keep your hair up while you sleep, and don't be lazy with the skin care ritual I taught you." "Do I have to?" whined Lee as she tied in a scrunchie, creating a messy top bun off his shoulders so she could unzip the top of the back of his dress. "That's a lot of work, and I'm exhausted, mom." "Yes you have to, so don't get any crap in your hair, and skin care is important," lectured his mother as she unsnapped his bra. "Tomorrow's a much busier day than today, and your shoes are even little higher so I suggest you not dilly dally so you can rest. Now get to it and then off to bed with you." "What did I get myself into, mom?" sighed Lee, stopping after just one step on the staircase. "You tell me Keleigh, because I wasn't the one sneaking around in someone else's clothes?" said his mother, before starting to lecture him. "Now what you're getting into is the nightgown I laid out on your bed, because tomorrow will be here before you know it, so focus instead on getting yourself out of that dress without getting makeup on it and doing everything I just asked you to." "Yes, mom," replied Lee, turning and heading up the stairs. "That's better," said his mother as he walked away. "Pleasant dreams, princess."