give me one date♡

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{Sam's POV}

The flight was boring as it always was. The long flight by a plane over cities, villages, states, countries and an ocean. I could almost count every place that was under us. I looked over to my mother and as I expected, she was asleep for already 6 hours. The flight was always 14 hours or longer if it's our regular plane that we always use to fly over to Mexico. I mean I love Mexico. It's my home! But it's boring. Always the same happens. The same people we meet, the same house. It was way more exiting on the first flight to Mexico. I looked at my phone and switched my playlist. After a while I also fell asleep. When I woke up we had been in the house. I probably got carried inside by my mother. I got up and walked downstairs. I smelled the air and there was a smell of quesadillas. She made quesadillas again. I love quesadillas but my mother always burns them.

"good morning honey, how have you slept?" her smile was bright. She looked tired as always. Her blonde, fading to black hair and her tired eyes were an obvious sign for her. I rolled my eyes at her nice play.

"Shut it, if you can't be real than leave me alone." I growled. She looked at me concerned and put down her cigarette. My mother got up from her chair and looked at me.

"I've done things to you that are horrible. I'm sorry for that. You're my daughter-" She said but I cutted her off.

"I'm your fucking son. You don't even care enough for me to know my gender." I said to her with tears in my eyes. I quickly whiped them away.

"Sam..I'm so sorry." My mother said. She pulled put her phone.

"you know," she started, "there's this guy I found online, you two would be great friends." I rolled my eyes.

"Mother I told you I don't want to hear from your Facebook lovers. Or these dating apps! Leave me alone with your shit!" I yelled at her. I never liked her much, all she ever did was abusing me and yelling at me.

"you know..I'm sorry for what I've done in the past. I'd like us to have a normal time. I want to show you you just one video of him." She said. Her voice was annoying. I stopped counting on how many times she said that already but never changed. But I knew she wouldn't stop annoying me.

"fine. One video but don't expect me to fall for him." She laughed.

"No I'm not expecting that but when I saw him, I immediately thought you two would be great friends!" She laughed and pushed her phone infront of me. I picked her phone up and looked down on a young looking man with purple-bluish hair. He was wearing a black skirt, a white shirt and black eye shadow. His video than went black for a second to make a transition. I saw in the reflection that I was blushing. Was I falling inlove? No I didn't even know him. But he was pretty and I had to admit that. She noticed my blushing and watching every move of his closely.

"Do you like him?" She asked. I looked up to meet her face. A smirk on her lips, her eye brows raised and herself leaning closer towards the table, while she held her head between both of her hands. I didn't want to admit it.

"No I don't! What are you trying to tell me with that? That I wear skirts and make-up as a guy? Hell no!" If I was honest, cross-dressing was something I sometimes did. I got up and walked outside. I plugged in my headphones and listened to my favourite music. That guy didn't go out of my head.

what's his name? where does he come from? I thought. The streets of Mexico city weren't interesting anymore. All I thought about was the man my mother showed me. He was cute, I had to admit it.

Get out of my head!! I noticed that I blushed again.

After I've been outside for 3 hours, I was back home and looked at my mother who had been calling with her boyfriend.