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Closet Space

Closet Space

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Clothes were everywhere, laid out and separated by category. Lots of black with only the smallest touches of color. It took hours to dig everything out of dressers and drawers and the closet that were deemed in need of getting rid of. He stood up from behind a mountain of skirts and dresses to stretch, and he stared in horror upon seeing his mom standing in the door frame of his room. She was staring at his organized chaos with a raised eyebrow.

"Mom! Sam will be here any minute! Go downstairs, please!" Danny practically begged. Maddie smiled.

"Oh, Danny, there's no need to be embarrassed, I gotta meet your little girlfriend sometime," she slightly teased. Danny made an angry noise.

"Mo-om! She's not my girlfriend!" he insisted, but he could feel his face betray him. He could feel his face become hot at the mere thought of the new and very pretty trans girl. "We're just doing a clothing swap!"

"Uh-huh," Maddie hummed. "Well, don't worry. I'll stay downstairs, I won't interrupt you two."

"Please don't interrupt us," Danny said quickly, his voice with a high pitched desperate plea. The doorbell rang, and Danny half-tripped over all of his old jeans rushing for his door. "That's her!"

He zoomed past her and practically flew down the stairs with a grin on his face. The teen had put on his best for today, an oversized black sweater that was still from the girls' department but masculine enough that he felt fine wearing it, but he was sporting his new blue jeans that he had gotten while shopping with Tucker. Danny had opted to wait out buying too many new clothes for now because of the expense. Especially knowing that he now had a friend in need of getting rid of a bunch of clothes that would fit him perfectly.

It felt like an absolute miracle to meet her. A pretty, smart, funny and sweet trans girl that was also his size, and who admitted that she had a ton of NASA and superhero t-shirts and comfortable blue jeans she no longer wanted because of dysphoria? What were the odds? His life was forever changed from the moment she had silently slipped into the Casper High LGBT club meeting. Danny and Tucker had only known her for maybe a month now, but she was already a best friend to the two of them.

Danny paused as he caught a glimpse of his appearance in the hallway mirror. Oh god, he was going to greet her looking like this? He backed up to the mirror, staring at himself. No, no, he couldn't let Sam see him like this!

He ran his hand through his home-cut hair, ruffling it and trying to style it with his fingers. Ugh, he really should have gelled his hair earlier like Jazz had suggested. He froze upon seeing his mom's amused form in the reflection. Danny could hear her soft giggles of amusement, and he could see his own face turn dark red. He shuffled along to the door.

Danny opened the door to reveal the girl in question and her mom. His heart went crazy as the teen smiled shyly, but warmly. Sam was in a loose pink off the shoulder top and white bell bottoms, with matching pink flats. Pierced ears with small golden hoops. Unlike him, Sam had told him that she wasn't able to wait for a new wardrobe. Or rather, she would have waited had she known that her overexcited mom, in tears excited over having the daughter she always wanted, was absolutely prepared to drag to every store in the mall. This resulted in a brightly colored wardrobe that she wasn't that deeply keen on.

"Hi," Sam greeted him. Danny grinned dumbly at her.

"Hey," he replied, trying to sound casual and cool. Sam's cheeks flushed a bit as she tucked some of her hair behind her ear. She gave a frown of frustration as it immediately fell back into her face. Her hair was still trying to grow out from her old hairstyle of being short and masculine. It resulted in a black headband and four black clips that were tucked into her hair, trying to keep it out of her face for the time being until it could be properly styled.