A Love Story (FTM)

Chapter 1

Author's Note: Hey! This is my first story. Let me know what you think. The pictures above show Kevin as past and present (this is what I imagined him looking like).

~Update: I added a song. I thought I could set the mood.

"Hey! Wait up!" I yelled to the young, beautiful, Samoan girl. She turned around and had a confused look. "Do I know you?" she asked quite awkwardly. "Yes, you do. Or at least, I thought you did." I realized she would never believe me. I mean, if you saw me seven years ago and then now... no one could recognize me. Not even my mother! I've changed a lot over the years. I haven't contacted my family nor my friends. No one and I've gone through a bunch of shit. It's more like trauma than memories. I want to forget what happened to me- hopefully amnesia will happen. Maybe we're meant to never be like we use to... "Sorry, I just... I just thought you were someone else. I guess you don't even English II. Bye." I didn't look at her at all and I walked away, not wanting to know what her face looked like. I will have to walk away and forget about all those precious memories we once shared.

I decided to go home instead of orientation. Plus, I've been here for seven years already. They should already know who I am and my teachers are the same as always. I never liked UT, but I've grown to love it. I moved off the campus for private reasons and civil rights. I bought a nice, roomy house about two years ago though. I am getting my Master's Degree in Criminology. I always wanted to become a Criminologist and now that dream is coming true. Looks like these seven years of hell are starting to pay off. I will finally be out of here by June of next year. "Class of 2024" makes me feel ancient. My two sisters have already graduated from high school. I don't know if they went to college or not. They probably did, but then again I really don't know. They will probably accept me of whom I've become now. Hell, probably proud of me. Hopefully... things will work out.

When I got home, I decided to pop in one of my favorite anime, "Angel Beats!". Best show of its time. Really funny. Aah... good times. I watched it for a long time. Then, I got up to make a burger and I looked at the time and almost had a heart attack. I jumped off and went to get my work clothes on. If I'm late again, I swear Allison will kill me. I nearly tripped on my way out. I drove to work like a maniac. Please God, if you can hear me... Please strike me now. I rather be struck than feel the wrath of Allison. I finally got to work and took a deep breath. "Ooh, Kevin. Late again, man. You seriously need an alarm clock." I just let out another deep breath and pushed Alex to the side. Sometimes he can be such an asshole and gives me a hard time for every fucking thing I do.

"What needs to be done?"

"Nothing much. Al isn't here yet, so we're just putting signs for sales and rearranging the store. You know, taking out old shit and putting new bras and underwear out. All the sexy stuff." He smirked.

"Oh... alright." I don't know if it's just me, but I have a feeling he likes me. It's kind of creepy- considering he is way younger than me. A big seven year difference. I would look like a fucking pedo. He's definitely gay, no doubt about it. What kind of guy in his right mind would work at Victoria's Secret without any queer thinking? Just saying. He's not bad looking, but not my cup of tea. Anyways, thank God Al wasn't here yet. I would be on my way to my funeral by this time if she were here. I rearranged the bras by size and put them on display. When I was done, Al finally decided to show up. "What's up, Al? Where you've been?" I love messing with her so much. She gets irritated very quick and it's hilarious. She reminds me of her a lot. Why...?

"I was out ditching work for some hot babe I ran into. I decided that she wasn't good enough for me and then came back here as plan B for the day. Sound like anyone?" she raised her eyebrow at me after her smart remark. "Wow. That hurt right here." I patted on my chest where my heart is and smirked. "Seriously, where were you?"

"I was driving my kid sister to school and my mom needed me to do some errands. So, I was out all over the town. Anyways, ready to open up the store?" I nodded my head. She threw the keys towards me and I caught them (that was our usual routine). "You know what?" I yelled to her, while walking towards the entrance. "What? Oh no... don't tell me...you're GAY?!" she mocked an over exaggerated reaction, along with a gasp. "No." I said unamused. "I saw her today." I said more serious.