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I looked to Bitch Lynn with a fiery glare, then turned my head to Jecka with a “what the fuck is this bitch on?” glance.
“Uh Miss Lynn, you want us to do what?” Jecka asked with a confused tone.
“Well Jecka and Nicole, you were making homophobic jokes about one of our teachers. We do not take these things lightly, and it's important you learn why these things are not acceptable. We recently had one of our own transition male to female, and she will need help settling into life as a girl. As your punishment, you will help her with whatever she needs to have the authentic teenage girl experience. And if I hear so much as a hint that you are mistreating her, you will both be expelled. That will be all.” The bitch in chief explained, her holier-than-thou tone making me want to stab her or me. Fucking really? She wanted us to waste our time teaching some transgender weirdo how to be more like us?
Jecka and I left her office and talked in the hall.
“You know Nicole, maybe this won't be so bad.” Jecka tried to appease me with a cautious tone.
“What the fuck Jecka? How is this going to be enjoyable in any way, what dumbass dude in our school decided he'd try to be a girl anyways?” I spat back.
“Well like, maybe we could find some sort of joy in our own womanhood by helping her find her own? Also I don't know exactly, but there has been a rumour that that Aaron kid was the one who is transitioning.”
“Yea whatever tell yourself whatever bullshit you want to Jecka, this is gonna suck and you know it. I wonder if this one is the “I watched too much porn as a kid and am now sexually attracted to being a woman” or the “I'm a self hating gay man that thinks growing tits will make it less gay” transgender?”
“Uhm- Hey uh Jecka and Nicole? Miss Lynn told me to find you two.” A shy soft voice called out from behind us.
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Look, when I got into school today I wasn't expecting to be thrust into the care of the biggest sociopath in our school and her enabling best friend. Miss Lynn and I had a meeting first thing in the morning after my three month break from school in order to start… all this transitioning stuff. Because I’m seventeen it was pretty easy to convince my mom to consent for me to start hormone replacement treatment. I've been on these pills for about two months and while I haven't experienced the biggest changes, they do exist. When I touch my face, my skin feels softer, the little bits of male pattern baldness that I suffered over the last few years were quickly erased. I had dyed my hair a bright red, and with that Aaron was dead, only Ari remains.
The blonde and brunette girls looked me over, their eyes raking me. They had been speaking as I walked up but I didn't hear what they were talking about, probably something rude about me. From what Lynn said, it didn't really sound like the pair were willingly helping me out. Whatever, I don't really wanna hang out with them anymore than they do with me anyways.
0p“Why aren't you wearing makeup, you want to be a girl don't you?” Nicole asked, it would be pretty easy to assume she was being rude but having seen how Nicole acted, she was just making an observation. I decided to respond honestly.
“I uh.. don't really like. Know how to uhm y’know?” Wow great answer Ari, now you look like a weird transgender AND socially stunted.
“Ugh whatever, if I'm going to be chained to hanging out with some weirdo, you're going to have to at least look good. Your face is rather pretty at least, so some makeup should stop you from cramping my style. Come on you two let's go.” I flushed a little and turned away so they wouldn't notice, Nicole thinks I'm pretty??
Nicole led Jecka and I out of the main entrance and into the parking lot.
“Uhm Nicole? We have class…” Jecka tried to convince her to turn back.
“Bitch who gives a shit about class, we're going to get expelled for homophobia if we don't turn this beginner bitch into an expert bitch.” Jecka sighed and looked at me and I just shrugged my shoulders. I was a little excited to see what Nicole had planned. We all got into my car, Nicole sitting in the passenger seat and looked at me analytically as I started the car, I put it back in park and looked over at her and asked.
“Uhm… Nicole, why are you looking at me like that?” She groaned and responded.
“Because of Bitch Lynn I have to give you an “authentic teenage girl experience " I'm just trying to figure out how to best do that. Either Jecka or me are going to need to style you, and it's probably going to be me. You look way too trashy to dress up in Jecka's preppy bitch style, messy eyeliner and graphic tees are definitely going to be your best friend.” I couldn't tell if that was an insult or not, but at least it seemed like she was actually trying to help me, if only to avoid getting in trouble.
The rest of the drive was more or less uneventful, Nicole asked to connect her mp3 player to the speaker and I just shrugged my shoulders. I didn't really listen to music much and I figured a Nicole that was passively ok with me, was better than a Nicole who actively hated me. She put on some My Chemical Romance and Jecka snickered.
“You claim to not be emo but you press shuffle and MCR comes up? Alright Nicole…” Nicole grumbled something under her breath that I didn't catch. I decided that maybe talking to Jecka a bit was better, she definitely seemed kinder than Nicole, but also still scary.
“So uhm Jecka… How do you like feel about this situation?”
“Honestly, I'm a little excited! You're definitely a cutie, and with our help you'll blossom into a real beauty. Womanhood is a wonderful gift and WE.” She glared daggers into Nicole's back. “Are both so excited to help you experience it!” I blushed so red, Jecka was really nice, she also looked so gorgeous… smelled so sweet… I loved the way her bright blonde hair contrasted her gently tanned skin… Ok wow I'm a gay bitch.
We got out of the car in the parking lot of the mall, Jecka and Nicole standing on either side of me. We entered the mall and Nicole began leading us.
“Ulta first, then hot topic.” She instructed, her voice had a funny effect on me, somehow I don't think I could disobey her even if I wanted to, that thought both made my blood run cold but also made my heart race with excitement. We entered a makeup store that was blindingly white, the walls, the roof, and the cabinets were all completely stark white. I felt lost and confused and completely out of my depth looking at the rows and rows of makeup. Nicole and Jecka looked at me for a little bit, then locked eyes with each other and nodded as though they were communicating telepathically.
“I think you only need eyeliner and blush to be honest, your lips are a nice colour and shape already, so there's not much point in adding lipstick. And your skin is really clear, it's positively glowing!” Jecka explained with a kind smile, Nicole groaned.
“Yea whatever she said, minus all the gushing. Let's find this bullshit and get out of here.”
A few moments later we walked out of the store with a small bag with an eyeliner pen and a blush stick. They had applied makeup on me and the messy smudgy eyeliner combined with the blush made me feel so pretty, I looked in the little mirror and I felt giddy with excitement. Jecka clapped and it almost looked like Nicole was hiding a fond smile, but that just could be wishful thinking. We walked towards Hot Topic when I heard two voices that made my blood run cold.
“Fuck you for leaving us Aaron.” Kylar jeered, my deadname feeling like an icy blow to my spine.
“Yea Aaron, do you really think dressing up as a bitch makes you one?” Trody mocked. I felt myself tearing up, Jecka stepped between me and my two ex friends.
“Leave her alone, you meat heads.” Jecka shouted, Nicole sighed and added.
“Yea whatever, we get it, you lost your friend, but she's our bitch now back the fuck up.”
“Oh fuck off, Aaron's not a girl, not a guy anymore either though, just an it.” Kylar’s words cut deep, we had been friends for so long and I had hoped that maybe that could have continued. But when he found out that I was transitioning we had a massive fallout.
“Alright Kylar we get it.” Nicole explained. “You act like you hate Ari so nobody suspects you secretly want to fuck some trans ass. Well your efforts are pointless, she's a lesbian.” Wait what?
“I uhm… how did you know I was a lesbian?” I asked shyly.
“Come here good girl.” Nicole cooed, goddamnit. I immediately walked over to her and she tilted my head downwards and began petting the top of my hair. I heard Kylar and Trudy tell us to fuck off shyly, before storming off to go do who gives a shit. One of the hottest girls in school is petting me… scratch that Jecka joined in, two of the hottest girls in school are petting me.
After whatever the fuck that was, (still on Cloud 9) and the pain of that transphobia long drowned out by head pets and praise, mostly from Jecka but Nicole did compliment me a few times. We got into Hot Topic and Nicole began picking through the graphic tee bin, pulling out shirts with crosses, knives, roses, snakes and a bunch of other emo shit and putting them in a shopping basket. Before long it was completely filled to the brim and Nicole nodded at me.
“You're gonna need some jeans, but I'll give you some of my old ones.” Was it just my imagination, or did Nicole actually kinda treat me well? We checked out, and I paid with my dad's credit card. He had given me a blank check to buy anything related to my transition. He didn't really get it, but he wanted me to know that he supported me, honestly that was good enough. My mom was enough direct support for me, and with my dad giving me financial support, I knew I was much better off than most trans women would be.
In the food court we sat around picking at a pizza we had gotten, I felt a sudden pain in my bladder and stood up quickly to go to the bathroom. Nicole and Jecka both stood up two and said they'd come with me.
“I uhm… I'm not gonna use the women's restroom though?” I explained, Jecka looked at me sadly.
“Aw… are you still nervous about it? That's ok Ari, we will go to the men's with you. Nobody is gonna harass you on our watch.” Wow Jecka was so nice…
In the bathroom I got into a stall and Nicole and Jecka both stood guard outside of it, I felt so much less anxious than I normally did. I hated using the men's room, but the thought of using the women's room filled me with a disgusting feeling that I was being predatory and invasive. So this was a nice medium, I felt safe in the men's room for the first time since I started this whole transitioning thing. As I washed my hands, I saw the woman I wanted to be for the first time in my life, a tear ran down my cheek as I was so overwhelmed with joy.