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Previously:
 

I yawned and stretched before getting up and make a beeline to the bathroom as my bladders feels to be above max capacity already. After relieving myself I take out the nightgown to take my morning shower. I look at myself in the mirror and suddenly I see it. I look down and see the necklace dad gave to me in my dream hanging down from my neck. I reach for the pendant and start to cry. 'Thank you daddy. I now know that it was really you talking to me. I will always treasure this. I love you.' I thought to myself looking up towards the heavens.

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Chapter 26
 
I took out the necklace and carefully placed it on the sink counter before having my shower as I didn’t want it to get wet. The dream I had last night was still clear in my head, like the other times I dreamt about dad. Unlike other dreams these feel different as I can still remember them clearly. I’m starting to believe they were more than simple dreams, especially after seeing the necklace. I do believe now that dad would have accepted me and I think the necklace was the way for him to prove to me, eliminating the doubt that lurked inside of me.

After I left the shower I dried myself and took the necklace again. When I grabbed it, the pendant felt warm to the touch and I felt a feeling of love, caring and protection, just like I used to feel around dad when I was young. It was an overwhelming feeling and I started to cry again, wishing he was still with me. I know I need to move on but it’s so hard, but I’ll do my best for his sake and mine too.

I got dressed and went downstairs where mom was still making breakfast. She looked at me and said. “Honey, have you been crying?”

“It shows?”

“What’s wrong? Bad dreams?”

“No mom, I had a wonderful dream, but I think it wasn’t a dream at all.”

“Why do you say that?”

“Because of this.” I told her and showed her the necklace.

“That’s a pretty necklace honey, but why does it have to do with your dream?”

“I had a dream about dad again and in the dream he gave me this necklace and when I woke up I was wearing it.”

“Are you sure you didn’t have that necklace before?”

“Mom, did you see it before?”

“No, I didn’t.”

“And no, I didn’t buy it yesterday either.”

“Are you psychic now?”

“No mom, it’s just that I would have though the same thing if I were you.”

“But how could your dad do something like that?”

“I don’t know mom. All I know is that he did it. And that’s not all, mom. I took it out to have my morning shower and when I grabbed it after I dried myself it felt warm, touch it.”

She then came closer to me and touched the pendant, when she did so I saw her face change and she started to cry.

“Mom? Are you okay?”

“Oh sweetie. Why didn’t you tell me that I would feel that?” She said hugging me.

“Feel what?”

“I felt like your father left a piece of himself there. I could feel his love for you and for me.”

“That’s what I felt too. I guess it was his way to say he accept me and will always watch over us.”

“I guess it might be so.”

 

 

After breakfast, I left home and met with Steph and Jess.

Hi, Steph. Hi beautiful.” I greeted them.

“Hi sis.” Steph said.

“Hi sweetie.” Jess said and gave me a big kiss.

“Get a room you two.” Steph mock admonished us.

“I think you are jealous of us.” I told her.

“You can bet your pretty little behind I am.”

“Hey! It’s not that little.” I tell her.

“No it’s not. It is perfect.” Jess said and smacked my bottom.

“Hey. That hurts.” I said and rubbed my poor little behind.

“So, how are you this morning?” Jess asked me.

“I dreamed about dad again, and this one was pretty weird. Well… not the dream that was weird, what happened when I woke up was.”

“Ohhh, you have to tell us.” Steph said and Jess agreed.

I told them about the dream and what dad told me, showed them the necklace and told them what mom and I felt when we touched the pendant.

“That is pretty cool.” Jess said.

“And a little freaky.” Steph added.

“That’s true, but now I feel better about myself.” I told them.

“Really?” Steph asked.

“I thought you were adapting well.” Jess told me.

“I am, but you know how fast things are going. I didn’t have time to catch my breath yet, and this is just my 5th day since I have been a girl full time.”

“If you want we can slow down a bit. I guess we have been pushing it a little.” Jess said.

“Don’t worry about it. I’m having a lot of fun too. I never had so many friends before and I guess things will slow down naturally over time. And I bet Joan is feeling the same way.”

“I guess she might.” Steph said.

“You know, I been thinking. Do you think it’s a coincidence that Joan and I went through similar things at the same time and go to the same school? I mean what are the odds?”

“It must be. What else could it be?” Steph asked.

“I don’t know. Maybe it’s fate?” I asked.

“Do you believe in fate?” Jess asked.

“I guess so. Maybe everything happens for a reason. Maybe there is no such thing as coincidences. Think about it. If I didn’t bumped into you last week I would still be a lonely boy with no friends and Steph and I wouldn’t still be talking. Maybe it was fate that brought us together.”

“I can see that, but that would mean that there is some force or someone behind that manipulating our actions.” Jess said. “And I don’t know if I like that idea.”

“I don’t think it’s like that, Steph. Fate might have brought us together, but we decided to stick together not some invisible force or entity.”

“You mean like god?” Steph asked.

“That or a writer with a very twisted sense of humor.”
“Okay, now you are pulling our legs. That’s the most absurd thing.” Steph said and giggled.

“I know, things were getting a bit heavy and I wanted to light up the mood.”

“I’m glad that your sense of humor didn’t change.” Steph said.

“Why would it change? I’m still the same person inside. The only thing that changed is that I’m much happier now.”

 

 

We arrived at school and met with Joan, Josh and Mindy near the entrance, they were accompanied by another girl that I haven’t met before.

“Hi guys.” I greeted them.

“Hi Sam, Jess, Steph.” Joan greeted us. “I’d like you guys to meet my cousin Diana, she is starting here today.”

“Hi Sam, Joan told me a lot about you.” Diana said.

“Nothing bad I hope.”

“Not at all, she really likes you. She said that in some ways you two are very similar.”

“I guess so. Probably our stories are written by the same writer.” I said and giggled, together with Jess and Steph.

Diana, Joan, Josh and Mindy looked a bit confused and we told them about we said before and soon they were all giggling and laughing.

“Gosh that was so absurd that was funny.” Josh said.

“That’s not so absurd.” Diana said.

“Why not?” Mindy asked.

“Well, many people believe in God or some sort of creator, maybe the writer analogy is not so far off.” Diana explained.

“But wouldn’t it mean we act and say whatever the writer wants us to?” I asked her.

“Probably not, have you ever heard of the multiple universes theory?”

“You mean like the theory that there are an infinite number of universes?” I asked her.

“Yes, and if there is an infinite number of universes I wouldn’t be surprised than in at least one of them someone is writing our stories. It doesn’t mean that someone can influence our actions though.”

“So you mean that the stories we read and movies we watch somewhere in another universe they are real?” Steph asked.

“Exactly.” Diana said.

“I see what you mean, but it’s all a theory, right?” I asked.

“Right.” Diana agreed.

“I sure hope there isn’t a writer telling your story for all his or her world to read.” Joan said.

 

 

We entered the school building. I walked closer to Joan and said. “Joan, can I talk with you for a minute in private for a minute?”

“Sure, let’s go to the ladies and we can talk there.” Joan said.

We went together to the ladies room and after checking it was empty I said. “Joan, I wanted to talk to you about your brother.”

“What about him?”

“I wanted to know if he is seeing someone.”

“Why? Are you interested in him? I thought you were dating Jess.” She said.

“I am dating Jess, and no I’m not interested in him. I’m asking because I have a friend that thinks he is cute and was interested in him.”

“You mean Steph?”

“How did you know?”

“I see how she and Josh keep looking at each other. It’s quite cute actually.”

“So you think he is interested in her?”

“Definitely.”

“Do you think you can convince him to ask her on a date?”

“I can talk to him, but I can’t promise anything. He never been on a date before.”

“Are you kidding? Someone cute as him never been on a date before?”

“No, I’m not kidding, and to tell the truth I never been on a date before.”

“But I thought you were dating Mindy.”

“We are together, but we still need to go on a proper date yet.”

“I’m going to have my first date with Jess Friday night. It will be my very first date. I’m so nervous.”
“Maybe I should ask Mindy on a date.” Joan said with a faraway look in her eyes.

“You should. If it wasn’t our first date we could double date.”

“I think it would be fun, maybe we can double date soon.”

“I’m sure it will be fun. So are you excited about the slumber party Saturday?” I asked her.

“I’m a little nervous about that. And there is the mall raid in the afternoon too.” She said.

“Yeah, I guess the other girls will make us model half the clothes of the mall each.”

“We are going to be their very life size Barbie doll.” She said and giggled.

“I’m pretty sure that’s what they are planning. I went through that last weekend. I had to try a lot of different outfits in the mall and then I had to model all my purchases at home later that night.”

“Oh Gosh, we are doomed.” Joan said giggling.

“You can bet your life on that. Resistance is futile.”

“Oh my, are you a trekkie too?”

“I do like Star Trek, and I can tell you this, the girls are like the Borgs, they want to assimilate us.”

“I can see that.” She said and giggled.
 

 

We were about to leave the ladies room when she notices my necklace. She looks oddly at it for a few seconds and says. “That’s a pretty necklace. Is it new?”

“Yes it is.”

“Where did you buy it?”

“I didn’t. It was a gift.”

“That’s a nice gift. Did Jess give it to you?”

“No it was someone else. It is a very special gift.”

“Can I take a closer look?”

“Sure.”

She then comes closer and gently raises the pendant. When she did so her eyes opened wide and she said. “Where did you get that?”

“What do you mean?” I ask worriedly.

“That is no ordinary necklace. There is something very special about it.” She said.

“You wouldn’t believe me if I tell you.”

“Don’t worry about it, I know you won’t lie to me.”

“How do you know that?”

“I just know it.” She shrugged.

“Okay, it might sound strange but my dad gave it to me.”

“Before he died?”

“No, last night.”

“How?”

“I had a dream about him and he gave it to me in the dream. When I woke up I was wearing it.”

“Oh wow.”

“Do you believe me?”

“How can I not? I can sense something special about the necklace, like it was filled with spiritual energy. Did you feel anything when you touched it?”

“Yes, I felt my father’s love for me.”

“Yes, it is a very special necklace indeed, but why the yin-yang symbol?”

“My father said something about it representing unity, that each one of us have a masculine and feminine side and the yin-yang symbol shows the balance between them and also to remember where I came from and not to be afraid of showing some boyish characteristics.”

“I think he is right.” She said and looked at her bracelet. “And it’s a bit eerie that he chose that symbol.”

“Why is that?”

“Can you see my bracelet?”

“Yes, it is very pretty.” I said looking at it.

“Look closer.” She said lifting her arm and moving her palm upward.

“Oh my God.”

 

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