Paper Kisses (ON HOLD)

Chapter One- Keys and Wallets

Turning off the shower faucet, I stepped out of the tub. I stepped onto the towel that I set down before hand so the floor wouldn't get wet. I grabbed a towel that I set on the sink before hand as well and started drying myself off.

When I was done I threw it in the hamper beside the door. I looked in the mirror at myself. Looking at every inch of my body. I have a scar from top surgery that I had years ago. It used to bother me but not now.

I don't have a curvy body or a feminine look. I don't have a feminine voice either. I have muscles and a tall build. A masculine face and voice.

You can't tell.

"Andrew, hurry up!" My housemate Danielle yells from outside of the bathroom door.

"Sorry!" I yell back.

"Yeah yeah, hurry up,"

I threw on my underwear, that I bought online, black socks, a white shirt, a black tie, and black dress pants. To top it off I put on a black belt. Brushed my teeth quickly and then my hair, trying to style it as best as I could.

I opened the bathroom door and there stood Danielle.

"Did you need to use the bathroom?" I ask.

"Nope!" She pops the 'p'. "But you're going to be late if you don't hurry up! Applying for Mr. Killian Assistant ends at 3:00!" She grabs my arm and leads me to the front door.

"Put your shoes on and then we're leaving!" I put on my black slacks that I bought yesterday. Almost walking out of the door I yell,

"My wallet!"

"Already have it and your phone,"

Danielle obviously knows that I'm transgender. She's cool with. The first two months when we moved in with each other, she didn't know. The reasons why was 1: I was too chicken to tell her. 2: I forgot. We've been living together for 9 months.

One day I was in my room taking my Testosterone, I didn't think she was home so I winged it and took it.

Unexpectedly she opened my door about to say something but froze when she saw me with my pants down and a needle in my hand, piercing my skin with it.

She wasn't mad, shocked but wasn't mad. She asked me what I was doing and I was frozen, still, in fear. I thought about lying but that would just make the situation worse so I told her the truth.

She was surprised of course. I asked her if she wanted me to leave and she immediately said no. She thought I was cool, trans or not. Since we've been living with each other for nine months we've gotten to the point where we walk around without shirts on. She wears a bra of course. She thought it would be weird if she didn't and I did too.

We pulled up to where I am, hopefully, going to be working at, building. I'm applying to be the big-time bosses Assistant. I just hope that I don't screw this up.

Danielle parked, somewhat, near the entrance and we both sat there for a moment.

"You're coming in right?" I look at her.

"Of course," she smiles at me.

"Do you think I'll get the job?"

"Yes I do. You're reliable,"

"What if someone else is more reliable than me?"

"No one is more reliable than you,"

"Maybe I shouldn't do this. I can work--"

"Andrew!" Danielle yells at me and grabs my face. "You're going to do fine. You'll definitely get the job. I promise," she smiles at me.

I nod at her with determination written all over my face. I grabbed the door handle and took a deep breath, trying to relax my nerves.