Bears Know Best

Chapter 7: What Kind?

I GROANED AS I crawled out of bed, stumbled across the room, and turned off the alarm on my iPhone. As I brushed a strand of hair out of my face, I caught sight of my reflection and sighed. 'I don't know if I'm a boy or a girl, but I swear my body is deciding girl...' I texted Alyssa, "Run again?"

"Sure," she replied.

"10 mins?"

"C u then"

'What would we do without cell phones?' I thought as I began quickly brushing my hair out. It wasn't too bad this morning; I figured I had been so tired I hadn't moved around a lot last night. I looked at my dresser and saw the clothes I'd planned on wearing the night before sitting out. 'In a way I hoped yesterday was just a nightmare,' I said to myself as I crossed the room. I took off the pajama top I'd worn last night, a purple tank top with matching shorts, and remembered why there was no way it could have been a dream. Two lumps of flesh reminded me there was no way I'd be able to think of it as a dream.

I'd tried on the bright blue sports bra the day before, so I didn't have any problems getting it on. I adjusted the bottom band until it came to a comfortable spot just below my breasts. In just panties and a sports bra, I was sure I didn't look any different than Alyssa had when she was my height. My extra appendage, that might or might not be supposed to exist, didn't show through the panties at all. 'Keep moving,' I yelled at myself. I was looking forward to jogging in the hopes that my head might clear.

I quickly pulled on a tank top that matched the sports bra, and a pair of black running shorts with blue stripes that matched the top. I looked in the mirror and couldn't help but see what everyone else had seen forever. I grabbed a pair of socks from the same pile I had left out, and sat down at the dresser to tie on my new running shoes. 'This could mean blisters later!' I thought to myself.

'Of course, they can just join the ones from yesterday,' I reminded myself of the painful shoes I'd walked all over the mall in. I stared at myself and remembered I needed to put my hair up. I looked at the pile of 'scrunchies' that Mom and Alyssa had picked out for me yesterday, and went for a blue one that conveniently matched the blue of everything else. 'That is a lot of blue,' I thought as I began to tie my hair up in its normal spot. 'What the heck?' I thought after a second and retied it to the top of my head where I knew most girls, including Alyssa, tied it for times like this.

I shook my head and amused myself as it bounced a bit.

The doorbell downstairs kept me from staying to look at my reflection any longer. Alyssa looked at me as I opened the door and her mouth dropped open. "You look great Taylor!"

"...thanks..." was my mumbled response.

The two of us set off on the same path that we had gone the day before, and I noticed that the sports bra kept my breasts from bouncing quite as much as they had been doing. Don't get me wrong, they weren't gigantic, but they were big enough to bounce when I ran. The Under Armour had always helped out with that some, but not this much.

"So, what are you planning to do today?" Alyssa asked me.

"Other than running?"

She smiled, "Well duh, we're already half-way through that!"

"I don't know. Dad is supposed to put some money in my account so Mom can take me shopping for clothes so I don't have to borrow yours," I said with a wink.

"So, I take it he was cool about it?"

"As cool as any professional linebacker can be when he's told his only son might actually be a girl, and 'oh, by the way, my best friend dressed me up in her clothes yesterday!'" I paused, "Actually he was really really cool about it. He never once freaked out on the phone with me yesterday."