Be More Feminine[DISCONTINUED]

Accidental Prostate Exam-Chapter 6

The first thing I saw when walking into the living room was Rich running around. "You got any mountain Dew Red?" Isn't that one drink from the '90s or whatever? I walked over to the couch and saw Christine sitting on it! My heart fluttered at the sight of her. I sat down on the couch but there was some monster thing passed out in between us.

"Hey." Her voice was smooth as silk and sounded like angels. It made me recall play rehearsal when she told me she likes Jake. That crushed me. I still like her though.

"Yo. So where's your date?"

"He's having make-up sex with Chloe. So, my night's pretty awesome." She told me with a forced smile on her face.

"Sorry." She shook her head.

"Don't be. I dumped him." What? I slowly starting inching my hand toward's Christine while Rich's pleads for a beverage filled the room.

"It looks like normal Mountain Dew? But red?" Why are you saying that as a question? But I need to get back on track with Christine.

"You dumped Jake? Why? Sorry, you don't have to," I hoped it didn't make me sound like a douche. She paused for a moment before responding.

"I'm not Juliet. And, he's kind of a jerk, so," Rich suddenly came out of nowhere and pointed a finger at me.

"SERIOUSLY! WHERE THE FUCK CAN I GET SOME MOUNTAIN DEW RED?" He screamed right in my damn face. When he realized I didn't answer his question, Rich ran away. Christine let out a loud laugh. It sounded real, not like the forced cute giggles Chloe did.

"Popular people are meeeeeeeessed uuuuuup."

"Word." She lifted her head up and looked at me.

"I mean, you're one of them." Me? I've never been popular, not even in kindergarten when everybody was popular.

"What? No, I'm not."She had a serious look on her face.

"Hello, girl who's been pucking her way through the cast of Midsummer." Yeah...A girl. What everybody sees. A girl.

"I'm not-pucking?" What type of word is that?

"You like that? Just made it up. Boo-yeah." Her face fell as she looked at me probably concerned look. "What?" She sounded like a wounded puppy.

"It's just. I don't know what I'm supposed to say right now." My eyes fell to the ground. I've never talked this much to my crush ever.

"Say whatever's on your mind." On my mind? 'Hey! I actually have a super-computer inside my brain that is making me act like a girl, which I'm really not. I am a boy. By the way, I have a crush on you. You are currently the only person in my life that cares about me and I didn't fuck up our relationship yet.' That would blow over nicely.

I open my mouth to confess my feelings but something else came out, It sounded like a dolphin who's trying to sing. "Heeheeheeheeheehee bababa baba." What the absolute fuck? My cheeks turned red and I put my head in my hands.

"Haahaahaahaahaa bababa Baba." It was more high pitched and nasally then mine. Did that really come out of Christine? I looked up at her and smiled. We both started making chicken clucking noises.

"AAAAAH!" We both screamed and the monster I thought to be passed out walked away from the couch. Christine and I burst into a fit of laughter. She clutched her stomach and I rolled on the couch. I started cackling. This is the hardest I've laughed in years. After a few minutes, we calmed down.

"It's kinda killer to sit and chat with you!" Her voice sounded like a flock of birds outside a cottage window in the 12th century.

"Really?" She shot me a smile.

"It's true."

"It's pretty killer for me too."

"Woo Hoo. It's pretty killer to hang and talk with you. I'm so glad that we both agree!" we both said at the same time. It was like we were in a musical. The fuck? Okay, Heere. Its time you ask Christine out. GO GO GO!

"Christine."She looked me dead in the eye. "Christine. Will you go out with me?" She sighed and frowned.

"Sarah...I can't." Tears spilled out of my eyes. "I'm straight."

"I thought we were friends?"

"We are. But I don't think I should go out with anyone until I know who I am. I know that's not what you wanted to. I'm sorry. Anyway, I don't like girls." Before I could shout at the top of my lungs that I'm a boy and always have been, she ran away. I wiped my tears away. Rich grabbed my arm.

"Got any Mountain Dew Red?" I shot him a nasty glare and sat him on the couch.

"Okay, this whole no-drinking-while-SQUIPing thing? Would it have killed you to give me a warning?" His eyes glazed over."Rich?" As if an on-switch in his brain flipped, he arose.

"Warning. Warning. Warning. Warning." He chanted as he exited. Okay, that was weird.

"Hello, Sarah." The SQUIP came into my peripheral vision. About time! "My absence was not ideal. But it was necessary. One moment while I review the data from this evening." They sat in silence for a moment. "Oh my." That bad right? "We need to get you home." But- "Now." The SQUIP grabbed my arm and lead me out of the building.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Sarah please refrain from speaking out loud to me. We are going home and will talk about the night's events there."But my ride, Chloe and Brooke, and still there. How am I getting home?"We will walk-" But it took us ten minutes to drive here, God knows how long it would take to walk. "As I was saying, we are going to walk to the bus station and get off at the stop on Hamilton, right next to the daycare and will walk the rest of the way home. All in all, if we maintain a walking speed of three miles per hour, we will be at your house in thirty-four minutes."

"What?" I screamed.

"Sarah, I will not repeat myself. The bus stop is four minutes and fifty-seven seconds away." They wrapped an arm around my shoulders and we walked. Maybe I don't hate you as much. You just want to help me. You are right, I used to get bullied so hard for being trans. Now everybody loves me. Hey SQUIP? "Yes." Thank you. But can I ask you something? "My programming code says I must answer." After high school, can I fully transition? Can I move somewhere else where no one knows me? Can I get surgery? "Yes. I do care about you. I want you to be happy. During the summer between college and senior year, you can fully transition and no one would be none the wiser." I wanted to cry tears of joy right then and there.

"Thank you." A year and eight months and I will be free. "I don't deserve all the kindness you give me."They ruffled my hair.

"You have never been so right."

Hey, wobbly chicken nuggets! Thanks for reading. I am really on a fricking roll. I wrote this all and one sitting at 7-9 am. I fucking love you guys some much. It's literally Friday right now. Stay safe and don't mcfreaking die. Bye y'all

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