Zodiac love

Narnia!

Laira's POV

I comb out my hair and put it up in a bun leving a bit of hair out on the left of the bun. I braid the last bit of hair, wrap it around the bun and put bobby pins in to hold things in place. I was going on my first actual date with someone! I look down at my stained t-shirt and faded, ripped jeans. Maybe I should actually put something nice on, just for this occasion? I put on my fluffy purple skirt with denim shorts shorts underneath, and a violet spaghetti strap shirt. I'm ready.

Alen's POV

What should I wear? I look through my closet. Blue, red, blue, red, aha! Finally, something I own that isn't blue or red! I take it out. It's a green shirt with "Swag" written on it in gold letters. Ugly as voldemort. I put it back. Maybe me and Laira can go shopping after we go to our favorite restaurant? I put my hand to my forehead. Then she would suspect something. But if we're dating, she'll spend more time around me and figure it out anyways. Should I tel her? I decide I will. I have to. I'm telling my girlfriend I'm transgendered.

...wait does that makes me lesbian? O.o

Laira's POV

I walk into the restaurant to see Alen chatting with a couple of girls. I internally scream at him.

YOU ARE ON A DATE WITH ME, YOU POTATO! STOP TALKING TO THEM LADY GAGA CLONES!

I think I may be PMSing.

I walk up to him and, as calmly as I can say "What's up?"

He frowns and bites his lip. I wonder if he's cheating on me with that girl?

"We need to talk." He says. He takes my hand and pulls me towards the door. He turns towards me, kisses me on the lips, and we step outside.

Alen's POV

I clear my throat. I can't say it. I have to. I can't. I have to. I need to stop arguing with myself. I hug Laira for what might be the very last time.

"Laira, I've been keeping a secret from you." I say nervously.

"Is that girl your stupid secret?" She spat.

"No! It's that I'm..." I'm transgendered? More like I'm cut off by the passing firetruck, police car, and ambulance.

"A cheater?" She asked. To you, this is a normal girl-boy fight, but to me, Laira's words are like venom. Spreading a horrible, pained feeling from where they stabbed me, right in the heart.

"I'm transgendered," I say, and look away. I can't see her expression, but judging by the fact that an awkward silence is occurring, she's extremely surprised.

"Alen?" She asked. I looked down at my hands.

"I still love you, Laira," I say, holding back tears.

"And no matter what, I still love you too," she said. I smile.

"Um, can we go shopping? I need a full set of clothes that aren't blue or black..." I mutter.

"Why not? Lets-ah go!" Said Laira, imitating Mario.

"And could you call me Alenna from now on?"

"Alright, Alenna," Laira said jokingly. She grabbed my hand.

"To the mall!" She said, "Or Narnia, I really don't care!" Her stomach growls at the same time as mine.

"Or how about to a restaurant table?"