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Masks Chapter 26

*Before…

Nick…Ella…we kissed and it was…But kissing Nick on the cheek.

And Ella…

And even Randy a little…he was so nice and he was pretty handsome too.

There’s another cough and I see Dad.

“Can I dance with my daughter?”

Ohhhhhhhh.

(Sniffle.)

“I’d love to Daddy.”

*And Now…

Dad and I dance together and it’s really nice and we’ve done this in our lessons and stuff or rather lesson and stuff but this is different. It’s really different since it’s in public and it’s me and him and he really does the mannerly thing with taking my hand and stuff and he leads me out to the dance floor and he gives some one a nod and there’s a little skip in the music as something else starts and as soon as I hear those first few words there’s happy tears threatening to stream down my face.

I love this song and it’s one of those ones that you dance to when you’re alone and sing along with and you hope and you dream to….I mean it I could just listen to this and be me.

The real me because this is a Stephanie song.

*I Hope You Dance* By Lee Ann Womack

And Dad chose this just for him and me.

(Happy sniffle.)

We take our time with this one and I kind of soak it all up and when we’re done I stand on my tip toes and kiss his cheek and then I look over to the girls and to where Elle is sitting and she was watching me and my Dad with this sort of hurt and wistful look. M.J. and the other girls are up and dancing with themselves and a few with some of the guys.

I head over and sit on the chair beside her.

“So…I mean I don’t really have the right to ask but…”

“Why am I like this?”

“Uhm…yeah?” I try and sound like I’m kind of sorry for asking I mean it’s like really personal stuff when you get into stuff like this with girls like us.

“I’m part girl.”

Huh…what?

“I…I don’t get it?”

“I was born with uhm…both…well not both but…”

“But?”

“I was cleaning the attic out when we moved from our old house to our new one and I found papers Steph…they…they did some surgery stuff when I was a baby to fix me.” Elle does some air quotes. “I mean I was freaked out right?”

“Right, I sooo get that.”

“Well I tried to ignore this stuff but I just couldn’t get it out of my head.”

“I know that feeling.”

She nods. “And I…I just…I mean it’s Halloween right? I mean if there was any time to do this…”

“I so get that too, did it actually.” I lean over and hug her.

“I don’t think that I really feel, feel like a girl but I don’t know…I don’t really fee like a guy either.”

I nod. “I get that too sometimes. It’s the way I feel deep down sometimes and it’s always clashed with my real life.”

“Really?” Elle/Nick looks at me. “I thought…I mean with all this that you’re full on girl.”

“I am but when you live as a boy all the time…you always wonder. I mean if I do this guy thing this well aren’t I meant to be one and just all screwed up in the head.”

“Okay…I get that but Stephanie…”

“Yeah?”

“It’s like just sort of my opinion but this just seems so you.”

“It is, I’ve been kind of lucky my family gets it…I never thought they did but they do.”

Her shoulders slump. “Mine won’t.”

“Why?”

“I showed them the papers….Dad had a fit. He said I was born with the right stuff and that they fixed the screw up and that’s that.”

Oh…ouch.

“And your mum?”

“She actually said… What’s done is done Nick you’re better off.”

“Ouch…sorry…you want me to see if my parents can talk to them?”

“God no they’ve been edgy and miserable and stuff every time something even close to this comes up Steph it’ll only make it worse.”

“Oh…damn sorry…can I do anything?”

“No…not right now…I…I just gotta deal right?”

“No…yes…I get it, I do I’m not really out yet either.”

Elle/Nick looks around. “Well with the gay thing going around and this they’re going to talk.”

I nod and look around. “Kind of the plan. I’m going for the idea if they all think that when I come out it’ll be an oh…yeah…moment more than a lynch the freak one.”

She looks at me. “Good idea…and Steph…thanks.”

“For what?”

“You’re going to be first…I mean I don’t really know of anyone like us or any other of the LGBT kids out here in our school.”

“LGBTQI…you’re I think what they call intersexed Nikki, so don’t forget the I.”

“Really…I didn’t know.”

“I’ve read up stuff online and stuff…when you’re like us sometimes you kinda become an expert.”

“Can you show me sometime?”

“Sure, you can come over y’know I mean since I guess you’re cool with me being me.”

She blushes. “Yeah…I’d…I’d like that.”

I blush too because yeah I’m thinking about the kiss we had too and the other stuff.

“You’re folks know you’re here like this?”

“Oh heck no.”

“I guess they’re not here.”

“No, my older brother has a basketball thing they went to that.”

I look out at the dance floor.

“No one looks like they know or are going to tell…so…you want to go out and try dancing some more?”

She looks out at the dance floor and she’s on the fence.

I get up and take her hand. “If you’re risking it anyway then make it worth it right?”

She nods. “Okay…”

I smile and pull her out and into the little knot where the girls are at and are dancing. Nick/Elle/Nikki is kind of just standing there and I look at M.J. and she grins at me and she says.

“Hey…just start like this, watch my feet.”

We go from some just really basic kind of dancing moves and steps to how to do stuff with your arms and upper body. You know that’s usually the self conscious part Jenn said it’s not knowing what to do with your arms and torso.

It’s that and then some hip and slowly Elle’s worried-shy-and dance-bashful face begins to smile and we start having some fun. It’s like any teen dance really but it’s not really…I mean I was stuck behind the Guyboden before with dances and stuff but here it’s dancing mostly with the girls as a bunch of girls and occasionally with a few of the boys bold enough to ask.

Serious blush I get asked twice more by Randy to dance. Both are up beat stuff and or slow songs but there is still different and kind of fun about dancing with him than just with the girls.

I think it helps he can really actually dance some too, he’s not as self conscious. I’m having a really good time too and then something happens.

M.J. looks at me. “C’mon lets go to the bathroom.”

And Amber and Toni and Becky are going with us and I stop at the door…oh…oh this is big.

And scary.

I’m freezing up because dressing and dancing is one thing this, this is something else altogether.



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