Part 33 By Anistasia Allread Not Edited! Sorry Erika felt a pull in her groin as she stepped forward. Smooth dark skin and well muscled shoulders stood waiting for her. She ached to touch that perfect skin, to carress it and feel it's silkiness under her fingers, but gained control of herself and zipped her squad leader's dress. |
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After she had been filled with pizza and soda Erika and the cheer squad returned to finish getting things ready for the game. Signs had to be made, football helmets polished and finishing touches on the routines to perfect.
Erika's phone sounded. Her mother texted to say that she was out front with Erika's dress.
“How could you?” Erika demanded of her mother.
“Hey now, watch your attitude.” Mrs. Martin warned. “What are you talking about?”
“You told Principal Crawford about my head.”
“Only in concern for your safety.”
Erika took the dress plastic wrapped dress from her mother, “They won't let me be on the Rally squad now.” Erika complained. “Why did you have to tell anyone?”
“You have a tumor in your brain, Eric.” Mrs. Martin stated. Erika ignored the use of her other name. “A tumor. What would happen if you were to get kicked in the head, or fell and hit your head and the tumor ruptured or something? It could kill you. Use your brain.”
Erika harumphed. “So you don't want me to be on Rally squad, is that it?”
“That is not it at all. In fact, I think rally squad has been good for you,” her mother's voice was starting to take on an edge. “I am only worried about your safety. If you have a tumor, you have to avoid certain risks, and that includes Rally squad.”
Erika took the bag small bag from her mother, containing shoes, nylons and extra undergarmets.
“So this is your way to make me have the surgey?”
“No, I am just trying to show you that if you do not have the surgery, that you will have to make certain life style choices and changes.” her mother fired back. “Now, do you want me to do something with your hair?” she asked changing the subject.
“No.” Erika's voice was still sharp. “Samantha said that she would do it.”
“Okay. What time does your father and I need to be here tonight?”
“It depends upon how the game goes. It's at half time. Just come to the game.”
Her mother nodded. “Okay. Are you hungry? Do you want me to bring you any food?”
Erika shook her head. “I'll be fine.”
Her mother reached into her purse. “Here take this just in case.” She handed Erika a twenty dollar bill.
“Thanks.” Erika begrudgenly accepted the offer.
Her mother faced her hesitantly. “See you tonight?” She stepped forward.
“Okay.” Erika's hands were full. Her mother awkwardly wrapped her arms around her, then stepped back.
Erika took the dress and bag into a deserted bathroom. She thought about making this transformation in the girl's locker room but it was too risky with the cheer and rally squads at work in the gym. The only place she could think of was the girls bathroom across the school in the hall where the art and music classes were. No one should be here at this time of day, espacially on Homecoming game day.
She took a extra precaution and entered the handicap stall, hung her dress on the hook on the back of the door and made sure that the toilet lid was down before placing her bag on it. She slipped out of her shell, and turtleneck and skirt and stood facing her dress in her panties, rally nylons and tennis shoes.
Erika slid the plastic sheath off of the dress and looked at it's rich fabric and pretty detailing.
Should she keep her rally nylons on to keep her warm? Or change them into the silky sheer ones that would feel ever so heavenly upon her legs?
She decided to save the sheer ones for the following night, when she hoped Tricia would be exploring their silkiness with her hands. She took the dress off it's hanger, unzipped the back and stepped into it. Already the heaviness and luxuriousness of the fabric was intoxicating her as she pulled the bodice up and secured it into place.
Erika adjusted her breast forms to settle into the cups of the dress and looked down at the skirt. She reached into the bag that her mother brought and pulled out her heels, pulled off the white tennis and stepped into the shoe, instantly adding height and shifting her center of gravity. Erika tucked her rally uniform and tennis into the bag and exited the stall as two girls from the marching band entered the bathroom.
“Oh, Hi Erika.” One of them smiled, “Wow! What a pretty dress.”
“Thank you.” Erika only flushed a little pink. It was a very pretty dress, and she knew it.
“The color looks fantastic on you.” the other commented.
“Julian Rock is taking you to Homecoming, right?”
Erika nodded.
“You make such a perfect couple. Did you know about rumor that you and Tricia Thompson were lesbian lovers?”
Erika nodded again. “Except it's not a rumor.” she smiled at the shock on the girl's face.
“But. . . “
“Quit before you say anything else stupid, Hannah.” the other giggled nervously. She shook her head and looked Erika back over. “You do look quite stunning in that dress, Erika.”
“Thank you. I've got to go get my hair done and put on my face.” Erika excused herself from the bathroom before any more revelations were made, or other rumors started.
Each step in her heels caused the skirt of her dress to kick out and move around her making a swishing noise. She smiled at herself enjoying the feel of the fabric and the freedom of not wearing pants.
Her heels made a clicking sound as she moved from the carpeted halls to the hard wood floor of the gym. The cheer squad was in the middle of doing a tumbling pass then Jorge and Krystal tossed one of the smaller girls high into the air. She did a flip and fell back into their waiting arms.
Erika quickly stepped over to the grand stands and took a seat, being careful to keep her knees together, even though they were covered by the skirt of her dress.
“Damn girl! You clean up nice.” Taylor approached. “I was just about to change myself, want to keep me company?”
“I — uh- I was going to watch the rest of the squad to see if I can learn how to dance better.” Erika struggled to find an excuse.
“Oh, come on, I'd like the company. Besides, you could put your makeup on while I'm changing.” Taylor grabbed Erika's arm and pulled her from her seat.
“Really, Taylor, I was hoping to watch.” Erika didn't want to be rude by yanking her arm free.
“You can watch them tonight at the game. I need company. I hate being in the locker room alone. I've seen too many slasher movies.” she smiled. “And the first season of Heros didn't help any either.”
Erika grabbed her bag and gave in to her squad captain.
The locker room echoed with the click of her heels as she entered. Only a little cleaner than the boys locker room, this one smelled a bit better. Less sweat and more of perfume. Taylor dragged Erika over to a section of lockers and opened one up.
“How are you doing?” She asked. “How is the brain?”
“Fine.” Erika looked everywhere but at Taylor who began taking off her shell. “Where's the best place for me to put my makeup on?” She asked.
“There is a mirror over there. The light is a little better, but not much.” Taylor pointed.
“Do you mind?” Erika asked.
“No, I just want someone else in here with me so Sylar doesn't come in here and carve me up.” Taylor smiled.
Relieved that she'd be out of sight of Taylor, Erika pulled out her makeup bag and started enhancing her face. If she were to have the operation, what would she be looking at in the mirror? Whould she be looking at a chissled jaw and facial hair? Or would she be looking at glowing soft skin and long luxurious locks?
Taylor continued talking about rally, school, boys and the excitement of the night. Erika only answered direct questions and gave short assurances that she was still in the area.
Taylor stepped around the locker, showing herself for the first time. A yellow dress with silver sequins and rhinestones flowed over her flawless chocolate skin. Strappy sandals with clear white stones finished off the look.
“Wow.” Erika gasped.
“Could you zip me up?” Taylor asked turning around.
Erika felt a pull in her groin as she stepped forward. Smooth dark skin and well muscled shoulders stood waiting for her. She ached to touch that perfect skin, to carress it and feel it's silkiness under her fingers, but gained control of herself and zipped her squad leader's dress.
“Thanks.”
“No problem.
“Do you find me pretty?” Taylor asked.
“Huh? What?”
“I've heard that you swing both ways. You know, You've been seen making out with Tricia and Julian.”
Erika felt her face redden.
“I was just wondering if you find me attractive as well?” Taylor asked. “I noticed that you looked uncomfortable while I was changing.”
“I. . . I think that you are very pretty,” Erika told her, but you're not really my type.”
“What is your type, Erika? The pretty in pink, Tricia or the dashing Julian Rock?”
Erika was taken back by the question. Which was her type indeed? She was very attracted to the strong and beautiful Tricia, but there was something magnetic about Julian and his wide, strong shoulders and abs of sculptured marble.
“I. . . I don't know.”
“Oh well,” She shrugged. “What are you going to do with your hair?” Taylor tossed her pressed locks to wave and settle back into place about her shoulders.
“I hadn't thought much on it,” Erika confessed.
“You're having it done tomorrow, aren't you?”
“Yes.”
“Well tonight is just a peep of tomorrow, so it doesn't matter too much. Did you bring a curling iron?”
“No. Samantha said she'd take care of it.”
“Cool. They should be about done, shall we dazzle them with our beauty?” She winked at Erika.
--o0o--
“I'm not a hair stylist yet, but this will have to do for tonight.” Jordon said putting the curling iron down. “take a look.” she motioned to the mirror.
Erika stood up and walked over to the mirror. “Wow,” She gasped. She had just gotten used to seeing herself as a girl, She never dreamed she would or could look like this. Her hair had been curled and pulled back into a chignon at the back of her head. A few loose tendrils were kept loose to soften the look. Her bangs were slightly teased, just enough to give them a touch of texture and volume.
“Okay, my turn. Let me at her.” Samantha said from the other side of the locker room. She stepped forward with a bag filled with cosmetics. The blonde girl who had been Eric's love before this last summer stopped in her tracks and stood in front of Erika. “Wow.”
“Yeah?” Erika asked.
“Yeah.” Samantha smiled. “This will be like old times.”
“I already did my makeup.” Erika protested
“I can tell.” Samantha bit her lip when she saw Erika's face screw up in protest.
“Why are you all doing this for me?” Erika asked looking at Samantha and Jordon.
“You're one of us.” Jordon smiled. “You are Rally. We take care of our own.” Jordon put her stuff away and headed towards the door. “You don't have much time, Samantha. We need to get out there and get ready before the game starts.”
“I won't be long.” Samantha waved her off.
“Did you go telling everyone about my tumor?” Erika asked once they were alone.
“No. I haven't said a word to anyone. How did Principal Crawford find out?”
“My mom.” Erika huffed.
“That bites. So you can't do Rally until you have surgery?”
“It seems that way. But I don't know if I want surgery.”
“Huh?”
“If I can keep the testosterone from flooding my body and pushing me into puberty than it'll be easier to stay a girl.”
“I'm sure there are other possiblilities.”
“I don't know.” Erika shrugged.
“Lets talk about this after homecoming.” Samantha suggested. “I've got to finish you up so that you can be the most beautiful princess out there.”
Samantha put the finishing touches on Erika's makeup then helped to set and secure the tierra to her head.
“Okay, go break some hearts.” Samantha smiled.
--o0o--
Erika decided that there were some perks to being a Homecoming Princess. A section of seats had been roped off for Melinda and her court. Cushions on the bleachers kept dresses from being snagged while warm blankets and throws were offered to help keep the Princess's warm during the game. The Home-ec class supplied hot mulled cider and a several trays of finger foods.
On her way out to the stands, Erika spotted her parents. Both parents. Her father was almost speachless as he looked at his new daughter.
“We need a picture.” he stated. He asked a pasing parent and then he and Erika's mother moved in around Erika and smiled for their first family picture with the new family dynamics.
The two sat in the stands across the field where the season ticket holders sat and cheered.
“Excited?” Taylor asked.
“Not really.” Erika shrugged, “What exactly are we doing tonight?”
“At halftime they'll announce and present us to the public.”
“Why?” Erika asked.
“Tradition.” Taylor told her, “Tradition.”
Erika found herself wanting to move to the music and the cheers that her squad were dancing to.
“Hey Julian.” Erika waved and smiled at her date for the following evening.
“Wow, you look . . . great.” Julian's jaw had practically hit the floor.
“Thank you.” Erika felt warm inside from the compliment. “I'm afraid this kind of spoils the suprise for tomorrow night.”
“No. no it doesn't.” Julian grinned. “Wow.” he shook his head again.
Erika couldn't help but smile.
“See, you do like him.” Taylor leaned in and snickered.
“Shhh.” Erika hushed.
The band started playing Louie Louie. The crowd in the stands got up and started clapping their hands, and stomping their feet to the rhythem while singing along with the song.
Erika found herself dancing and clapping her hands, swaying against Taylor and. . . and smiling. Smiling carefree.
Erika turned and spotted Tricia in her red and white sweater smiling up at her with. . . was it admiration? Tricia blew her a kiss and gave her a smile. Erika kissed back.
“Hey there girlfriend,” Taylor greeted Tricia over the din of the singing crowd.
“Hi Taylor, don't you look pretty.” Tricia greeted.
“Thank you.”
Tricia leaned in to give Erika a hug. “You look amazing.” She said into her ear. “I can't wait until tomorrow.” She gave her a kiss on the cheek and stepped back.
“I thought you were grounded until tomorrow.” Erika was surprised.
“Mom let me out on good behavior. Something I will remedy tomorrow night if I get a chance.” She snickered.
When the game suspended for half-time, Washington was just barely beating Adams. What should have been an easy victory was starting to look like a tough match up.
Erika and the rest of the court were guided out of the stands and out to the middle of the field. Many of the fans had gone to find the bathroom or to gather some more food from the concession stands. Many more stayed in the stands watching expectantly as the girls in their pretty dresses were introduced one at a time.
Erika heard her name and stepped forward. She was given a small bunch of roses by a good looking man in a tux. Camera flashes went off all around her. She could barely see anything but floaters in front of her eyes. She tried very hard to keep smiling and was very grateful for the arm that guided her off to one side as the others were being introduced.
She heard Melinda's name and a huge roar went up from both sides of the field as people cheered for their Homecoming queen. Melinda joined Taylor and Erika as well as the other girls and again camera flashes blinded the girls. The girls were then escorted to the track. Erika, who silently thanked Samantha for making her wear heels at camp, was glad to leave the uneven field behind for the security of better, stable footing.
The Adams cheerleaders stood with smiles pasted on their faces as they watched the homecoming ceremony. Two red headed cheerleaders stood out amongst the squad.
“Hi.” Erika greeted.
“Oh hi, Erika.” Annie waved. “You look great.”
“Thanks.”
“You know them?” Taylor asked from beside Erika.
“I sat next to them in church last Sunday,” Erika explained. “Annie and Allie.”
“Hey, Erika.” Allie's eyes wandered over Erika's dress. “You look fantastic.”
Erika beamed. “So I've been told tonight.”
Another cheerleader next to Allie elbowed her slightly in the ribs.
Melinda stepped forward, “Hey, will you guys come over and do a cheer off with our cheerleaders?”
“It depends upon what the Captain says.” Allie smiled.
“I am the Captain.” Melinda beamed. “I would love to have you come over for a little back and forth.”
“Sounds great then.” Allie smiled.
“Can we get a few minutes to get out of these dresses first?” Taylor asked.
“Sure. Say twenty minutes?”
“Great!” Melinda sparkled, “This will be great fun.”
Melinda took Taylor by the hand and led her off to the locker room. Erika began to follow when she was intercepted by her parents.
“Wow, I can' believe it, my daughter is a homecoming princess.” Erika's dad beamed. “I want another picture.”
“Dad, you already have a bunch.” Erika protested.
“Ah, but now I want one now that you have your flowers. I know we need to get you and your mother together so that I can have a side by side of the two of you.”
“Whatever.” Erika rolled her eyes. “Can we make it quick? I need to change into my squad uniform.”
“You aren't to be doing any dancing.” Erika's mom enforced.
“That may be, but I still need to show support for the squad.” Erika stated.
What seemed like hours later, her father finaly put his camera in his pocket and gave her a Erika a big hug. “We'll be waiting for you after the game.”
“But I think everyone is going out after.” Erika whined.
“But not everyone has a brain tumor.” Her dad whined right back.
Erika raced into the locker room. Where she saw Melinda and Taylor pulling on their uniforms.
“Can you unzip me?” Erika asked Taylor.
“Sure, but you don't need to change.” Taylor pulled down the petite zipper, “You aren't allowed to dance.”
“I know, but I am a Rally member.” Erika stated.
“I like your attitude.” Melinda grinned.
The three girls emerged from the locker room dressed. Two in red with white and one in white with red. All three still wore their evening make up and their hair, although curled and up, didn't expect to make it through five minutes of dancing and tumbling.
The cheer squad of Adams were in the middle of a cheer as Erika passed them. They were good. Real good. A small part of her was glad that she wasn't competing agaist them. This way if she screwed up, no one could blame her.
“You changed.” Tricia sounded dissapointed.
“Got to show school spirit and support for my squad.” Erika explained.
Melinda and Taylor quickly explained to the others about the cheer off and started moving things around to make space.
“How do we know who wins?” Erika asked.
“No one wins, it's just to see what new things each squad has come up with and what we need to work on.” Jordon informed her.
“Erika!” Melinda called.
Erika sprinted over to the cheer captain.
“Can you operate this video camera?” The Homecoming queen asked, “You know our routines. It would be nice to have someone record it so we can watch and critic later.”
“Sure. I guess.”
“Thanks.”
Erika studied the camera for a few minutes, playing with its zoom and panning to get a feel for it. When she looked up, the Adams High cheer squad was approaching.
“It's your field, your homecoming, you go first.” Allie waved a hand.
“But you are our guests,” Melinda argued. “We'd be horrible hosts not to allow you to show off first.”
Allie nodded. She and Annie gathered their squad together and began their cheer. Erika was quite impressed with the athleticism of the Adams cheer leaders. Their routine was creative and had a lot of high skilled tosses and tumbling.
The Washington student body cheered with appreciation at the finish of their routine. The two squads changed places and Erika filmed her cheer squad's second best routine.
They nailed it. Erika almost forgot that she was holding the camera and started cheering as well.
“Not bad.” Allie nodded with a smile. The Adams squad changed places again and began their next cheer. Erika saw the red headed twins start to set up for something big and zoomed in on them.
She heard some commotion then saw a blue blur flying straight for her. She threw up her arms in warding and tried to duck but too late as two bodies plowed into her, knocking her backwards to the track, hitting her head.
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Oh My!
Erika had a wonderful evening and now this has to happen. It looks like her secret may become public knowledge now. I just hope that she is okay after all this. Way to keep us on the edge our seats AA! I can just hear her mother say I told you so when she finally wakes up. I just hope that her mother doesn't get so distraught that she "outs" Erika in front of the schools and the fans at the game. Hanging off a cliff until next week. Darn it!
It's Always Something!
Wow! How's that for a dramatic cliffhanger? Will Erika's tumor rupture? Or will the fact it doesn't prove something to everyone, that it's pretty stable and benign and not causing any immediate health risks. (Tumors don't usually rupture, they're not aneurysms.) Will she get concussed? (I'm guessing: oh, yeah!) By the way, two concussions within a few months, and that suddenly makes brain surgery much riskier. The surgeons would probably prefer to wait until the inflammation is all gone and all the bruised tissue has healed. In other words, a few months. Meanwhile, even a concussion pretty much spells the end of her Rally season.
Much room for medical drama*! Even more room for personal drama! Who will bring flowers to the hospital first, her parents, Julian, Trisha, Taylor, or Samantha? And, what will it mean? Will her mother find acceptance in her heart? Stay tuned for the next episode!
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* For what it's worth, despite my excessive fascination with medical stuff, I much prefer the personal drama. I hope no one minds my musings too much.
And what about her date(s)
Suspect this will mess up her homecomming plans.
Or then again, maybe she'll just get up, brush the dust off, and look forlornly at the broken video camera in her hands.
you just knew
when everything was going so well that something was about too happen and sure enough it did!
Now the question is just what damage did the blow to the head do to Erika, Could the end result be just concussion(not that i,m suggesting thats not serious)....Or is it likely to be more serious for the long term future of Eric as Erika... Could some first aid result in discoveries being made, That Erika would much rather keep to herself?... Or could a blow to the head result in memory loss? and maybe Erika forgetting about her life as Eric!
Anyway thanks Anistasia for all your hard work, This story just keeps on getting better, Even if you do keep us all on tenterhooks with your cliffhangers!!
Kirri
At Least
Erika was not trounced by a jock, My guess is that she got caught by one of the twins.
May Your Light Forever Shine
May Your Light Forever Shine
At Least It's Not Concrete...
...or asphalt, presumably, on which Erika hit her head -- you'd expect a high school field to have a dirt track. It could still hurt or concuss, but it probably won't crack her skull, not even with the internal pressure from the tumor.
I don't think this is the medical second-guessing that A.A. warned us against; I have no qualifications to do anything like that. I'm just trying to figure how this all will play out -- and I think it'll make Mom hysterical and any ambulance-chasing attorneys in the stands elated, but I doubt that it's going to meaningfully change her medical situation. Then again, if A.A.'s looking for an excuse to provide Erika with immediate brain surgery -- or if Erika's parents are so inclined -- it'd probably suffice.
A.A.'s depiction of her characters, and the exchanges between them before the final scene, are excellent as usual.
However, that "twenty minutes" for the cheerleading royalty to change clothes after the ceremony ought to have taken them at least through halftime and probably well into the third quarter. Halftime is normally twenty minutes total, though an extension for the homecoming ceremony wouldn't be unheard of. Still, unless that changing time was a misprint, the cheerleaders would be holding that quasi-competition while the game was going on around them. (Which isn't unheard of either, if the sideline were wide enough. But it wouldn't have the fans giving them their undivided attention.) Color and pageantry notwithstanding, football fans and players wouldn't put up with the near-45-minute break that A.A. seems to be describing here if one includes everything here, including the "few minutes" it takes Erika to figure out the video camera, as part of halftime.
I'm not trying to nitpick. The durations described here really disoriented me, to the point where I had trouble figuring out what was going on around the key members of our cast. I wondered if the game had ended before the last few scenes took place -- bands and cheerleaders performing for each other once it's over aren't uncommon, since they're usually each other's most appreciative audience -- but it doesn't seem to be written that way.
Eric
The Twins?
I get the feeling I know them from another story, is that just me or are they from somewhere else?
JC
The Legendary Lost Ninja
Yes
Skater Girls, I think.
No more waiting for surgery.
Well, now that Erica banged her head, she'll be doing surgery, right? I mean doing what ever in her head doesn't really matter, right? She knows another T girl, and she can sneak drugs to prevent puberty, right? Her Mom needs to get on board here.
Vwewy nice.
M'salama (peace, ya know)
Khadija
Wow!!!
RAMI
Anistasia you seldom give us a chance to breath, and relax after a chapter. Something exciting, dangerous, serious always happens, and you leave us waiting to learn more. If I did not admire your work so much I would say that you are mean and cruel :-).
If Allie and/or Annie were on the top of a pyramid, then their fall was over a greater distance and more dangerous, with resulting injuries being more dangerous. Its just possible ,that Erika broke their falls and either saved their lives or prevented more serious injury. Breaking that fall even accidentally may make Erika a hero to some folk. It will also definitely result in Erika ,Allie and Annie becoming greater friends. It will also bring the families in contact with each other.
I guess I need to go back and reread S8tr Girls to catch-up.
Will Erika and Annie (I believe she is the TGirl in that story )wind up as room mates in the same hospital room? How soon will each learn the others secret (other identity). It will be impossible to keep it a secret. Mrs. Martin will have to interact with Annie's folks and I am sure that she will learn a thing or two on how to interact with her child.
Erika is starting to get a reputation as being either bi or a lesbian. In my day that would have been a reputation killer. I do not know how it would be looked at by today’s highschool students. If it is primarily negative, Erika will at some point need to protect herself.
RAMI
RAMI
In general
... kids now a days are far more open with regard to exploring their sexual orientation. It is not unheard of for a woman to have a lesbian relationship all through college but as soon as she graduates she never touches another woman again ( sexually of course. )
I think Anistasia's description of the student body's reaction to her being Bi is very reasonable.
Kim
*Semi-Spoiler*/guessing
I'll try to keep it as oblique as possible here. (I've also changed the color to white for the spoiler portion, so you can't read it without highlighting it if you are using the standard site theme.)
Note that this accident happens at Homecoming, which usually happens in October.
One clue from the Sk8r Girls series is the note in Chapter 13, with Coach Byers announcing the voting for Captain of their squad. The date of voting is given in that chapter.
Note also the previous few chapters to that one.
If this gives away too much plot between the two series, or is not allowed, feel free to unpublish this comment.
Erika sure leads a complicated life!
Wow, another bump on the head. I wonder who's going to find out about her this time? And what about Homecoming? Will Julian end up taking Tricia as a seemingly regular couple?
And, is Mom going to overreact as usual? So far, it seems that's Mom's biggest failing, at least in my mind. But this time Dad has the opportunity to get in the act too. As far as Erika's health issues go, we're at the mercy of dear AA.
I have to wonder how long Erika's revelation will take to get back to Julian, and what the fallout from that will be?
Also, there seems to be some conjecture that the twins are characters from Sk8tr Girls? I haven't read that story, but it leads me to believe that one or both are TS too? If so, that means up to 4 known TS teens in the same small bedroom community? Isn't that a lot? Guess I'll have to go read that one too, darn :-)
Thanks again, Anistasia! Reading this story, and then reading the comments by everyone gives me the feel of being at a slumber party!
Hugs
Carla Ann
Two
Only one of the Sk8tr Girls - Annie - is trans - I do not think mentioning her is a spoiler as it is known very early in the Sk8ter Girls series.
Kim
Thanks, Kimmie,
I've been hearing about this series but just didn't have time to read yet another serial. But, with the references starting to pile up here, and knowing Edeyn's reputation too, I finally bit the bullet and read it. Now I'm on tenterhooks for yet another series! And, I'm trying to figure out the relative timeline between the two stories, since Annie in Sk8r Grrls seems to be out of action for the time being.
Hugs
Carla Ann
P&P and Sk8r grrls timeline
Edeyn has been patiently waiting for my story to catch up with hers. We will then hopefully have episodes that are include the same stuff but from different POVs. I have about 10 more episodes before we can link up.
A.A.
Hmm...
Are we heading for the record for the most number of TGs within one story? :)
Erika, Aunt C, Tricia's sister [1] and now Annie.
And if Erika's mum starts attending the TG support group mentioned a couple of times in the past, we might even meet some more...
--Ben
[1] I occasionally have to remind myself that in this story, Tricia is a genetic girl, and it's her sister that's trans, whereas in "Bike"...
As the right side of the brain controls the left side of the body, then only left-handers are in their right mind!
Gahhh
You did it again Anistasia ...
I swear there must have been some super secret Cliffhanger class that I missed somehow.
Your Muse has done wonderful. Poor Erika, first the issue of the tumor and now this on the eve of Homecoming. Gee, She needs a break but not this way. I am chomping at the bit to read what happens next.
Jayme Ann
The answers to all of life's questions can be found in the face of a true friend
The answers to all of life's questions can be found in the face of a true friend
They Always Go for the Person with the Camera
Anyone who operates a camera along a football sideline seems to be a player magnet. Arrggg.
I'm suspecting that the blow to the head will force the issue of possible brain surgery but it shouldn't matter. Erika can take androgen blockers along with estrogen. She'll be okay.
I like the homecoming experience. What a dream come true. *sigh*
And I agree with changing back in to the Rally Squad uniform to support the team. I'd do the same thing in her place. Go team! :)
Thanks for the chapter. Please keep up the good work.
- Terry
Being outted
is not going to be Erika's biggest problem. She has both of her parents and all her friends there to handle the situation.
HOWEVER, i propose that we find some way to get rid of all of these Cliffs - I suggest dynamite :) - as we seem to keep hanging off of them.
Yes, if it is a head injury then anti-androgens and anti-luteinizing hormones must be on the table - now - to give Erica a proper choice.
However, Erica seems to have a bad habit of getting banged up at least once a series.
Finally it is interesting that Erika's mother has been portrayed in more neutral terms though Erica is still not trusting of her and is justifiably pissed on not being at least consulted about contacting the Principal. In the long run it makes sense that there be a resolution with her mother that preserves their lives together, for Erika's sake.
Oh, a final thought. I wonder if that collision is a way for Annie and Erika to kinda get a 'feel' as to who each other is :).
Kim
That was NOT...
That was NOT very nice. Having Erica hit her head there at the end. I wouldn't be surprised if you had her "miss" the "Homecoming Dance" now. *sighs*
Choosing to live with a tumor. I actually DO understand where she's coming from, but I don't like it. Someone needs to tell her that there ARE other ways to block the testosterone, though getting approval for it is NOT easy...
Thanks for another episode/chapter. I'm looking forward to the next few, to see how you make things come out.
Annette
Don't think mom is the meanie some think
I just think she is overreacting to everything which is something quite a lot of people do. She is having a difficult time with Eric wanting to be Erika. Is Erika doing this for the right reasons? We all assume so but is she just running away from the problems of being the plague? Erika is also being the typical teenager in reacting to what mom did. She is overreacting as well. Mom may not always do the right thing but she was trying to do what she thought was right. They both have some work to do and they need to work it out together.
May not be important but there was a scene in Kumoni where Erika had a dream about getting married as a girl and mom was there with her then. AA did also promise us a happy ending but didn't say anything about a smooth trip to that happy ending.
Erika can't seem to catch a break...
Her troubles just seem to keep on going and going and going like the energizer bunny.
One thing that might cause Erika even more grief: Before this game, she has been scrupulous about not being in the same locker room as the other girls when changing; always being dressed before she arrives. Tonight, though she tried to get out of it, she was in the locker room with Taylor while she was changing...
Just think what might(or will?) happen to her if it gets out she's Eric the plague, now?
It has to be times like this that she wonders if she shouldn't change her motto to:
If it weren't for bad luck, I wouldn't have any luck at all
Crap
I hope her Mom doesn’t blow it.
hugs :)
Michelle SidheElf Amaianna
well that's not good
eek!