After my first game on Saturday, Ashlee said we had time to talk. I told her I would be happy to, but I don't how long it will take, and I think her sister wanted to go. She had a game after my second one, there was a game gap in between so her mum said she would come back early with Ashlee, it would give us more time to talk. I messaged Mum saying I'd be home later than expected and we agreed. After my second game, I headed to the umpire's room where we agreed to meet. A little while later Ashlee came up, she was in her playing dress and club jumper, she still looked great.
"Hi Ashlee, I'm happy you came early."
"Any time Joc, I'm happy to talk."
"After our discussion at the party, I was a bit concerned and spoke to Lucy before anyone else got up."
"Ok, what's wrong? If you don't feel the way I do that's fine. We're still friends whatever happens now."
"I'm glad to hear you say that. The thing is, I don't know how I feel. I'm still working myself out and I'm not sure who I like or if I like people that way. Lucy and I thought it would be best for you to know where I'm coming from before we did anything."
Ashlee paused for a bit and then said, "I'm aware you're trying to figure yourself out. To be honest I am too. I've never been attracted to a girl before; I've generally liked more manly guys but you're different. I'm not sure what it means but I'm attracted to you, more when you're pretty and yourself, but I still am. I'm not sure what it means and what your changes in the future will mean but right now I'd like to get to know you better."
"OK, thanks for being honest. I'm not sure how I feel, I do like you and I'd like to see if I could like you more than a friend. I'm not sure if I can or not."
"I've been researching since you came out and I started to feel this way. I've read that some people aren't attracted to people sexually and others are not interested in romantic relationships. Do you have any idea where you might sit?"
"No, not really. I didn't know I was really a girl until a couple of months ago, the rest is way more than I've thought about until you told me you like me."
"So, what do we do now." She asked, looking at me questioning.
"If you want, we can do something early next month, maybe after the long weekend. Hopefully, me getting dressed up pretty will be easier for Mum to see after that." I also wanted a new cute outfit for a date and money for a nice meal, even if we paid for ourselves.
"Sounds good, we'll work out details later," Ashlee said, she looked really happy. I hoped things would go well, even if it didn't work out. We chatted about different things until she had to go to warm up. She gave me a kiss on the cheek when she went, which made me blush. On the way home I messaged Melissa and told her I would need the wig before the long weekend so I could practice different styles before my appointment. I didn't mention my date plans yet just in case things didn't go well or Ashlee didn't want the others to know.
As the appointment at the hospital got closer, I got more excited and more nervous. Melissa gave me the wig and Mum asked me what stuff I had and what I thought I needed. I showed her the small amount of makeup and the list I had. She went out and got me a few "essentials," mainly some makeup remover/face cleanser, moisturiser, eyeliner, and some concealer. As the appointment day came up, I started to get really nervous. Mum tried to calm me and asked what I wanted to wear. "Shouldn't I just wear my school uniform; I mean I'll be at school after lunch right."
"Yes, but you can get changed after the appointment."
"Are you sure? I'll be on the train and bus as a girl with you, I don't know if that would work."
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Life Imitating Art, from Drama to Myself
General FictionEarly in my final year of high school, I take part in a skit that opens up a new world to me and helps me discover myself. Can I become my true self, can I find happiness, and how will my school take it?