Newly Not Cis

Progress

In only a couple of hours, she had made more progress with James than she had in the entire 6 months she had been out; they had talked more in those couple of hours than they had in six months. Despite everything he had said and done in that time; right now, he was just her old best friend.   

"Of course." She smiled at him, hoping to give him some reassurance.

The look on his face assured her this was the right decision, seeing even just a tiny bit of the fear he had been holding slip away was worth having to stay with him for the night.

Outside of his current situation she wasn't sure what to talk about. She didn't think so little time would have created a divide so great. They ended up both where they started watching bad cartoons on the couch, the silence wasn't as awkward as she thought it might be but part of her wanted to break it, she wanted to know what he had been doing n the last six months, she wanted to know if he cared about what she had been doing. 

"How have things been, aside from you know?" she looked him up and down. "that."

He looked confused as to why she had interrupted his intent cartoon watching yet complied regardless. 

"Uhh, I've been okay I guess." "I've been mostly just hanging out with the guys."

She looked at him and tried to pull her best "really" face, he was not getting away with saying so little. It seemed to work.

"Ben's basically like he always is, being an edge lord and trying to get with girls, it's pretty entertaining to watch if I'm honest. Lachie's watching the same big titty anime waifus he always talks about, and Nick is just Nick" a look of confusion flashed on his face like he couldn't find the right words. "he still gets a lot of shit from the other two for caring too much. He's even tried to get us to stop, you know, talking to you."

The way he said talking made her want to slap him. He and his friends actively tried to make her life a living hell and he calls that "talking". Is he so dense that he couldn't see how badly it hurt her? It was at least comforting to hear she had allies outside her friends.

"Aside from that nothing much has happened since we last talked. How about you?"

After disregarding her feeling it came as a genuine surprise that he would care to even ask. Even if it was lazily tacked on to his sentence. Her mind buzzed with things to tell him; she could tell him about Adam, or the mystery hunting or maybe even confront him on how he had made her life a living hell!

"I have been more me I guess, for probably the first time since we were kids." 

It hurt more than she thought it would to say those words. She didn't entirely know why she said them. The memories of when she used to play as his princess came to her mind, she guessed that maybe she wanted him to remember those times too. She wanted him to remember that they were friends even when she wasn't a boy.

"I've been hanging out with Adam a lot though, he sometimes helps me look around the school when something weird seems to be going, we're like Velma and Shaggy I guess?"

"I thought you would want to be Daphne and Fred." he was trying to be playful, it made her feel more comfortable. 

"I always liked Velma though."

She wanted to laugh at how quickly the conversation had broken down into them arguing about Scoobydoo; the cartoons playing on the TV  didn't help to resolve this. It was nice to feel like they were friends again. In an ideal world she thought, she would probably be telling him about her crush on Adam or some of the mysteries, hell in an ideal world they might team up and become Mystery Inc.

James paused the cartoon that was on and faced Katies.  

"K is there anything we can do to make me look more like me?"

The question caught her off guard. 

"What do you mean?"

"Is there any way I might be able to look like a guy again without having to leave the house."

She looked him up and down again, the shirt he was wearing fit him well which in this case wasn't a good thing, it made it easy to notice the brand new lumps on his chest. His hair would also need to change, it's length did nothing to highlight the remaining masculinity in his face. 

"I think we might be able to do something?"

She asked him to get some clothes and some hair ties. She hoped it would be enough to make things at least a little better.

"You're not going to use this to do like a makeover on me are you?"

"What do you think I'm going to able to do with this stuff? I'd need a lot more than this to turn you into Cinderella." She laughed.

She rifled through the clothes she asked him to bring out and looked for the baggiest ones she could find. She then had him try them on to see how well they hid his figure, most things that fit this description where hoodies and jumpers but she did give him the occasional t-shirt to try on.
They settled on a large green hoodie that covered up his body shape decently but she still wanted to get him something baggier, or maybe something to bind with. Next, she decided to try and do something with his hair, with the amount that he had she felt like she could try anything but still she restrained herself. 

"How would you feel about a man bun?"

"Just do it." 
After reading tutorial after tutorial she had finally perfected his bun. His hairline had remained the same which was a huge plus, in the end, he looked like a more emo version of himself. If he put the hoodie up it was unlikely anyone could tell his hair had changed at all. 

"I think that's all we can do for now? If you'd like I could message Adam he might know more" 

"Just let me see how it looks."