Newly Not Cis

Finally, Some Answers

30 chapters in and we are getting some answers. I wanted to do something special for chapter 30 because I'm pretty sure we are starting to finish part 1 of Newly Not Cis.  This also seemed like a good time to introduce the lady behind the curtain.
Thanks to Trismegistus Shandy for editing. Links to their stuff in the comments as usual.

"Good girl, I'll be there to pick you up soon." His mum had already made him regret his decision. Why did she have to be patronising when he was doing exactly what she wanted?

"Okay, Mum."

There was a lot to think about while he waited. The biggest thing on his mind was Nick; that had become a theme the last week. He couldn't stop thinking about the message he'd sent. He'd only just realised he'd liked dudes the whole time and then just like that he'd confessed. There was a reason behind it, but for Nick that had to be sudden. He just hoped Nick wouldn't hate him.

Then there was Ben and Lachie. They'd need to know before he told everyone. If he suddenly went to class as a girl, Ben would probably see him as a freak or would laugh his ass off. He didn't even know how Lachie would react, but considering some of the crap he'd said, he wouldn't be surprised if Lachie tried hitting on him.

"I'm going to talk to Miss Campbell about tomorrow, Jamie. You just wait here." James had been too lost in thought to even notice that his mum was there. This was happening. Jamie would be his name from now on, and tomorrow his teacher was going to tell everyone that. Everything was becoming more real. He just had to keep calm and hold on to what Katie had told him. Even if he didn't completely believe it.

Miss Campbell came out with his mum to see him off.

"Hey, James -- I mean Jamie." He recoiled at hearing someone call him that. "Just come to the office before homeroom and I'll take you to class so you can introduce yourself. Your mum will pick you up after." Miss Campbell was surprisingly calm about all this. James wondered if this is how it was for Katie.

"Thanks, Miss."

The car ride home was quiet. James didn't have much to say; that conversation with Katie had been enlightening, but so exhausting. He just wanted to collapse in a heap and sleep the rest of the day away. Unfortunately, his mum had other plans. When they got home, he walked into the living room and crashed on the couch; he wanted to sleep.

"We have to get you ready for tomorrow," his mum announced.

"We have the outfit, right? What else do I need?" He didn't want to think about this anymore, not until after he slept at least.

"Well, for starters your hair; you look like a lesbian. Why did you cut it, Jamie?" Was that a joke question? It had to be, right?

"Because I didn't want people finding out I was a girl."

"A girl's hair is her pride and joy, sweetie. You might need a wig until you can grow it out."

"Why? I like my hair the way it is."

"Because it makes you look like a boy. Go get changed; I'll show you what I mean."

He begrudgingly complied. Peeling off his comfort clothes was a pain. Putting on the other clothes was worse. Trying to put on a proper bra was a pain in the ass that he still couldn't get right after a week of practice. The dress he had picked out might have been the best that he saw, but it still wasn't comfortable; it made him feel exposed and perverted. Logically, he knew wearing a dress wasn't something for a girl to be ashamed of, but he was only a girl in body.

"I'm dressed," he moaned.

"Good, now come to the bathroom. I need you in front of the mirror." Great, mirrors, his worst enemy.