Leaving the hairdresser, I took my friend with me to the shopping centre for some male clothes.
Seems like I don't understand anything about ties, what pants to wear and why do I even need cufflinks. But Eva helped me with this situation. When we entered first mall, she ran to the rows, picking right clothes and throwing them on me. In a changing room when I put on black jeans, some shirt and blazer, I realized that Eva got a good taste in clothes. Later I tried on more dozen shirts, jerseys, sweatshirts, hoodies, pants and brought the clothes which I liked to the cash register. We bought exactly four full bags. I left all the bags to Eva and went to the next shoes mall. Of course there I picked lots of sneakers and more shoes and immediately brought them to the cashier. Cashier weirdly smiled at me, I fixed the falling hair on my eyes. She packed all the shoes in the different boxes. After I paid money and wanted to leave, she stopped me.-Do you need something more?-she asked.
-No, thank you.
-Oh..., uhm, can I take a picture with you? You're just really cute.-all shy spelled cashier. I shrug my shoulders, she soon took the phone out and took a selfie with me. I told her goodbye and seems like our shopping with Eva ended. We went to the exit. And then it suddenly hit me - how... how will I hide my chest?!
What kind of a boy am I then?
I took the phone out and since I was too embarrassed to ask, googled some ways how to hide it. Bind with a special bandage.
Since my mom worked as a nurse, she still has some bandages, hopefully they are okay.
Eva accompanied me home, helping to take the bags. I told her last goodbye, entered house and checked the time: 8 pm. I still have time to change looks. I threw my purchases on the bed and went to the kitchen, where someone rattled.
Mom cooked so much food.-Hi, I made you some food for the road. I think in college they will feed you good, for such money.-she laughed, tore her eyes away from the stove and looked at me. In unexpected reaction she even gasped.-Are you sure, you aren't Alex? Oh god, why haven't I brought two boys twins to this world? It fits you very well, honey, I don't think someone will recognize you as a girl, you look like a cute boy!
-Uhm...thanks mom.-I blushed and after stared at mountain of covered in small boxes food.-why so much food? Even half of it won't fit in my stomach.
-In a train you will be hungry for sure, you're going to drive the whole night. And at the night time you always eat much. You think I don't hear how you search for something tasty in a fridge every night?
-Okay, persuaded. But i'll take anyways not that much.
I went back to my room, to check if I didn't forget anything.
Later I took the shower. Hairdresser taught me how to put the wig right on. I didn't dare to take it off, therefor without washing my hair, showered only my body.
I tied my chest with wide bandage, which I found in the closet and wore a white, basic T-shirt and black ripped jeans. The clothes reminded me of female, but we bought it at men's section. I looked at the mirror. At first looked how I look like from the side, perhaps I do look like a guy. Chest is not visible. Even though my body shape is quiet feminine and basic, not too skinny and not too thick, I still look like a fragile boy. Then I looked at my face. My lips are too pouty. I took my make-up bag and with a help of concealer made them visually look smaller. Then painted over jawline to make it look sharper and chin aswell.
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