The Blossoming of Ciri
Chapter 1- Unusual Pains
“Hi my full name is Alex Damion Marteau and I’m. Well currently I’am 18 but in this story I will be telling you about when my life got turned upside down and changed both me and my family forever...”
“Let’s first go way back to the beginning. My mother and father met when my dad came to America to develop a new building. He is an architect you see and made a small fortune designing and building some fancy houses and restaurants in England and France. He got offered a big fancy contract in New York, (which he got payed a few million dollars to do), so he packed up and quickly moved to America where he bumped into my mother. Literally. He wasn’t looking where he was walking because he was staring at some plans for the building. My mom at the time was doing her daily run, (she is a fitness nut), she turned the corner and bam they ran right into each other. Let’s just say it was ‘love at first sight’.”
“After they got married a year later my mom quit her job as a sales manager in a carpet and curtain company, took the name Marteau and moved down to the state of Maryland with dad and bought a really nice house in a friendly, low crime neighbourhood. Oh and I should probably mention that the name Marteau is French for hammer. My dad is half British, half French and comes from a long line of builders, carpenters, blacksmiths and architects.”
“Anyway, a few years later and my older sister Allison was born, to my parents’ great delight. Then three years after Allison was born, during the year of 1999 I came into the world. Hello! I had a fairly normal childhood, well if normal meant basically getting most things I wanted and making a habit of getting into trouble at school. Fortunately me and Allison didn’t grow up to be brats and we got along most of the time. I say most of the time because she can become quite sassy and overly dramatic sometimes but other than that we get along famously.”
“Then when I was eight something unexpected happened, my mom gave birth to twins to everyone’s surprise. A boy and a girl, whom were named Jack and Jasmine. Our lives just got more interesting.”
“The next five years were a little crazy, Jack and Jasmine became two very cute but very noisy five year olds. We had to deal with Allison becoming a teenager and with it her period cycle, (in which she got really bitchy during it), but she did get better at dealing with it by the time she hit sixteen. As for me I celebrated my thirteenth birthday almost a month ago, but unbeknownst to me within the next few days my life would soon change forever.”
“When I turned twelve I suddenly started puberty, to my great delight. I shot up in height and my voice, although it still sounded quite high and gentle, it definitely didn’t sound like a little kids voice anymore. That was the good part, the bad was that my penis didn’t get any bigger, in fact it seemed to actually get smaller. Although I still held hope that it might grow a bit as I get further along in puberty. Also another thing was that I had to get rid of all of my old shirts and get new soft ones as the old ones continuously rubbed against my nipples making them really red and sore.”
“For the year following up to my thirteenth birthday, I noticed that I was starting to look more like the girls at school instead of the boys. In which the guys also noticed and so there wasn’t usually a day gone by that some guy would call me a sissy or a faggot. Some guys beat me up occasionally. I’ve even been groped by a few boys a couple of times for a ‘laugh’. Most of it was stuff I could deal with though.”
“Except I did have one very scary moment during that year. An older kid, a big guy called Bill came up to me and cornered me in the locker room and after beating me up and winding me he shoved me down on my knees and told me to suck his cock or die. I shook my head no because I was to afraid to speak but he didn’t care and shoved his surprisingly big penis into my mouth and started to fuck me. It was horrible I was crying uncontrollably and it felt like I couldn’t breathe. Just as Bill started cumming in my mouth our PE teacher came into the locker room and seeing what Bill was doing ran over and tackled him and dragged him away from me, apparently our teacher used to be a cop and still carried handcuffs around.”
“Bill was arrested and then sent to prison later that year for assault and oral rape. As for me it took months for me to recover every time I thought of that moment I threw up, and had night terrors for a while. A bit before my assault I told my mom and dad what was going on at school and that I was being bullied because of my body. My mother reassured me that this happens to a lot of people during puberty and that my body will get bigger and tougher as it goes on so they dropped the subject. Although because I got raped, they saw the ‘light’ (meaning they totally freaked), as they truly saw what was happening to me at school and so I was soon moved to another school and slowly began to pick up my life again.”
“In my new school I didn’t really speak to anyone, I tried to remain as quiet and unnoticeable as possible in the hopes that I wouldn’t be bullied. It worked but I soon became a social outcast and in the months leading up to my thirteenth birthday, became quite lonely. But fortunately this all changed when I met Amber. She was sweet, funny, smart and really really attractive (like hottest girl in school/started puberty early attractive). In fact I would go as far and say that she is now my best and only friend, even though she is in the popular group, she treats me as an equal. We can’t always hang out at school but we come over to each other’s houses all of the time, in fact I can easily say she stopped me falling into a deep and lonely depression.”
“But enough about my past let’s go to the days that changed my life forever...”
It was Sunday, I woke up late in the day and decided to take a shower. Getting up I noticed that my abdominal and groin areas were fairly painful and after stretching I went to the bathroom and investigated my pains, I took my shirt off and as usual noticed the slight puffiness in my chest area. I sighed and looked down at my slightly toned abdomen and pressed gently against it, it really hurt. Moving on I dropped my pants and looked at my pathetic excuse for a penis. It was really red, like almost blood red around my balls area and my penis looked almost blue. I was a bit concerned about it but I shrugged it off and decided to talk to my parents later about it. I proceeded to get completely undressed and stepped within the shower.
After washing my long wavy hair, oh yeah I was also bullied for that too, I loved wearing my hair long, mainly because I looked terrible with short haircuts. But after the rape incident happened I was going to cut it all off, especially after a few people mocked me for looking like a girl in the new school, but Amber convinced me not to. Something about letting the assholes win. Anyway after I finished up washing myself and stepped out of the shower, I slipped on my dressing gown while drying my hair with a towel and walked back into my bedroom.
I got dressed and brushed my hair. I put it in a simple style that Amber showed me, where I tie the long parts of my front hair and put it into a high ponytail in the back. I was a little unsure at first when she first showed me this style as people started to look at me weirdly, but after she explained that it really shapes my face and that people stare at her hair all the time too, well I decided to stick with it.
After I finished up doing my hair I got dressed quickly in a pair of black skinny jeans and a simple red t-shirt. I then pulled on my favourite jacket which Amber got me as a birthday gift, it was black leather and although a bit form fitting, it was unbelievably comfortable. After that I put on my Vans and left the house.
I walked to the next street over and knocked on the front door of Amber’s house. (One of the great things about mine and Amber’s friendship is that we live very close to each other.) Fortunately it was Amber who answered the door and not her bitch of a step-sister Nadine. Who has great delight in bullying both me and Amber, and even a couple of times called me a sissy slut and has even laughed at me for being raped by another guy.
Once I punched her in the face after she made fun of me, broke her nose and called her names that are so rude, that I’m not going to repeat it. Let’s just say that she got into huge trouble after both our parents found out about it. She literally got grounded for 2 months. I got mostly let off due to my horrible past and that she started it, but I did have to do all the chores in my house for a week for my violent response. Now Nadine hates me 10 times more than before, so again I’m thankful that she didn’t open the door.
“Hey Amber!” I said happily.
“Hiya Alex! You ready to do some shopping?” Amber said while hugging me.
“Sure. Provided we don’t just go in stores tailored for girls all day.”
“Oh stop it. Never know, you might find something you like!” Amber said while dragging me along like a dog on its leash.
“Yeah right. Like what am I going to want to get from somewhere like forever 21? I inquired sarcastically.
“Ooh you could get a cute dress! You would look soooo cute in a short dress! All of the boys would be chasing after you then!” Amber said overly excitedly.
“Haha yeah right. More like the boys will be chasing after me to beat me up!”
“No I’m being serious, I bet you would look really good in a dress. And with a bit of makeup and a little more work on your hair, you would look really hot, sure you lack a little up top but with a bit of work you could totally become one of the prettiest girls in school, not to mention really popular.” Amber said in a semi-serious manner.
“Ok Amber fun’s over, let’s get going already I want to go check out some of the new games in the old video game shop.” I replied in a tone that I was starting to get annoyed.
“Geez it was just a suggestion! At least promise to tell me if you see something you like! You never know, you might actually like wearing girls clothes.”
“Ok! Fine! I will tell you if I happen to see something that looks nice ok? Can we go now? God it’s like you want me to be an actual girl or something...” I said exasperatedly with sarcasm.
“Well honestly I think you are a little too pretty to be wasted as a guy, but yeah we should get going so we can hit every store I want to go to.”
“Finally!” I said while sighing in relief.
Amber might be my best friend but she is really stubborn and persistent when it comes to her opinions on things or people she likes. But honestly who doesn’t have an annoying quirk these days?
After walking about a mile, (it was a nice day so why not), we finally arrived at the mall. Amber started to head towards Victoria’s Secret so I excused myself and headed into the video game shop. I really loved it in here as there was everything any gamer would ever want, the owner Matt has a huge collection of games, consoles, computers, parts and even arcade machines. Anything related to gaming from retro to modern he was almost guaranteed to have. I tended to come in here quite a lot so Matt knew me as a regular.
“Hey Matt! What game are you playing now?” I asked while approaching the counter.
“Sup Alex, just trying out a game that I needed to at least play a bit of.” He said while continually playing his game.
“Aw no way! Isn’t that Arena?” I asked surprised.
“Yep been meaning to play the first Elder Scrolls game for a while now, only just got round to it.” He said while pausing the game and turning around to talk with me.
“You alone today Alex?”
“No I came with Amber, I just thought I’d pop in here while she is browsing through lingerie.”
“Ah right, no wonder you ran in here as quick as possible. So do you want to see the games I just brought in?”
“Sure.” We then went on to talk about games for the next twenty mins or so until Amber popped her head around the door.
“You ready Al?” She asked while eagerly guiding me towards the exit.
“Yeah sure let’s go. See you Matt!”
“Cool, later dude.” He said while turning back towards his game.
“So where are we going now?” I asked Amber.
“In here...” She said while pulling me into Forever 21.
“You know I’m really starting to regret mentioning this store earlier...” I said sighing.
“Oh hush I know you love helping me shop for clothes! Plus I need your opinion on some stuff.” She said while continuing to pull me towards some dresses.
“Ugh... Can I just ask, why is it that every time we go shopping you always drag me into clothing stores?” I said while she continued dragging me towards the dress racks.
“Uh because you are my best friend? Duh!”
“That’s not what I meant...” I said starting to get slightly annoyed.
Amber stopped in her tracks and spun around to face me.
“Ok fine... Honestly? The reason I always pull you into clothing shops is that you are really good at picking out fashionable clothes. You actually have a really good taste in clothing especially for a boy. Most guys at school look either exactly the same or like complete slobs who just throw on whatever’s available. At least you put a bit of effort into it, with my help I may add...” she said nonchalantly.
“Wait really? You think I have good fashion sense?” I asked surprised.
“Well yeah. It’s one of the reasons I like you so much. Do you remember a few months ago when you helped me pick out a new dress for one of my friends birthday party?”
“Um yeah I think so. Was that Sara’s birthday party?”
“Yeah that’s right. Well you know how I was panicking because I had no idea what to wear, so you went shopping with me and helped me pick out a new dress in which I didn’t really think would look good on me but you insisted and I turned out to love it?”
“Yes I remember it vividly...”
“Well when I got to the party everyone loved the dress that you picked out for me. Some of the girls actually asked me if they could borrow you from me so that you can help them pick stuff out too.” She said enthusiastically.
“Wait what?! Seriously? Why didn’t you ever mention this before?” I asked shocked.
“Sorry. It’s just I didn’t want you to get too big for your britches. Also I didn’t want you to be embarrassed around the other girls. Especially since they now think that you are my GBF...”
“GBF?” I asked confused.
“Gay best friend.” Amber clarified.
“Oh that explains a lot. I always wondered why all the girls thought I was gay.” I said with realisation.
“Yeah sorry that was sort of my fault... I for one know that you aren’t gay though. I think? I’m pretty sure you’re not gay... are you?” Amber asked confused.
“What! No! I’m not gay! Well at least I don’t think so... um honestly I’m not sure. I don’t think I am. I know that I’m definitely attracted to girls, but when I think about guys I don’t really feel anything.
Hmm? Oh well this should be a topic for another time, onto dresses! Amber practically shouted out.
We spent the next hour or so going through almost all of the clothes in Forever 21 Amber bought a few items and occasionally pointed out a few things that would look good on me to my great embarrassment until we finally left and she decided to drag me into another store. We browsed around for a few minutes until...
“Oh My God!!! Look at that dress! It’s so cute!” Amber squealed with excitement.
“Yeah it looks really nice. I like how it makes the legs look.” I said with slight interest.
The dress in question was a slightly frilly short white dress displayed on a mannequin which looked to come to just above the knees and had cute little short sleeves which if worn by someone like Amber would make the arms look beautiful and delicate. And would look even better if someone paired it with a jacket.
“Yeah it would totally make your legs look great, not to mention those short frilly sleeves would make your arms to die for.” Amber said looking at me to the side.
“Yeah it would look really good on... wait what?” I snapped my head towards her.
“I totally agree it would look so good on you.” She said while holding one of the dresses up to me.
“Oh no! No,no,no,no,no! You are not getting me anywhere near that dress!” I said while backing up.
“Aw come on please for me? You never try on anything I suggest!” She said exasperatedly.
“That’s because 99% of the time the things you suggest I try on are girl’s clothes.” I said annoyed.
“Aw come on! Tell you what if you come into the woman’s changing room with me and try on the dress I promise to never ask you to try on anything else ever again. Unless you actually want to that is...” she pleaded.
“No! Even if I was to take you up on that offer I can’t just waltz into the woman’s changing room. Isn’t that illegal?”
“What don’t be ridiculous, there is like no one even here. And even if there were, all anyone would see would be two teen girls trying outfits on. Even you have to admit that you do look naturally feminine.” Amber said seriously.
“What! I don’t look that feminine...” I said defensively.
“Yeah you do especially with that jacket that I got you for your birthday.” Amber pointed out.
“Wait what do you mean? How does my favourite jacket make me look feminine?” I asked confused.
“It’s a girl’s black leather jacket duh. I thought you would look really cute in it and I was right. I don’t know what the deal is with you about not wanting to wear the dress. You’ve been wearing woman’s clothing for months, it’s not like it’s a huge step...” she explained.
“Wha... what! Are you kidding me Amber I’ve been wearing a girl’s jacket the entire time!!! What the hell! Why didn’t you tell me?” I asked furiously.
“Sorry! I thought you knew! It’s one of the reasons I keep pressing you to try stuff on because you never know if you will like something or not if you don’t try anything.” Amber said apologetically.
I slapped my hand onto my forehead with annoyance, stupidity and shame.
Amber continued. “Please just try the dress on, I promise not to make fun of you or to ever try to get you to wear girl’s clothes again. Please? You never know you may actually like it. Amber pleaded again.
I growled before responding. “Ugh! Fine! I will try on the stupid dress at least so you won’t keep nagging me from now on...” I exclaimed in defeat.
“Yay!!! Finally! Come on...” Amber said while dragging me towards the women’s changing room dress in one hand and me in the other.
She shoved me into one of the stalls and placed the accursed dress in my hands. Sighing I turned and locked the door. Slowly I got undressed carefully folding my clothes up and placing them on the small wooden bench until I wore only my pants and socks. Carefully and methodically I took the dress in hand and after unzipping the back stepped into the dress and slowly pulled it up feeling as the silky soft skirt tickled against my legs giving me slight chills in both excitement and terror until I completely had it on. The dress felt alien yet strangely familiar to me as if I was somehow made to wear it. Reaching around my back I struggled to pull the zipper up but in the end managed it. I nervously gathered myself and unlocked the door and stepped out.
Amber who was tapping her foot impatiently while looking at her phone heard me open the stall door and turned around to face me.
“OMG! You look hot girl!” She exclaimed happily.
“Really?” I asked nervously.
“Ya! You look totally cute right now. Hmm? Hold on a mo. Let me just grab this, here put this on and take a look in the mirror.” She said excitedly while giving me my jacket.
After taking my jacket from her I put it on, pulled my trapped hair out from under the jacket and took a long look in the nearby mirror. What I saw was, well amazing. I looked like a hot teen girl, with legs for days, especially since I had literally no body hair. I was correct about earlier wearing a jacket definitely makes me look cuter. I just couldn’t believe that the girl in the mirror was me, if I actually had breasts and wore a bit of makeup I would look like the girl of my dreams.
“So... what do you think?” Amber asked excitedly.
“Ok, even I have to admit, I look really good...” I confessed.
“I knew it! I knew that you would love it! If you had bigger breasts and wore some makeup to slightly enhance your face you would totally be a knockout!” Amber said with pride.
“That’s exactly what I was thinking about like 20 seconds ago! To be honest I’m amazed that I look this good, I thought that I would look odd and that the dress would be uncomfortable but in fact the dress is really comfortable, and this might sound weird but for some reason wearing this dress feels strangely familiar, like I’m meant to wear it... ha listen to me I sound like a madman...” I said unsure of the feelings going through me.
“See you’re more girl than you think, and you don’t sound mad at all, tons of girls love wearing dresses and skirts because they love the feeling of it against their legs, especially during the summer. Also girls love wearing them because of how feminine it can make them feel too.” Amber explained.
We continued to look in the mirror for another minute until a young woman who looked like she was in her early twenties walked in. She looked at the the two of us and smiled, I started to panic slightly because I thought that she would see that I was a guy, until she started speaking to us.
“Morning girls! Trying on some clothes are you? *gasp* oh my god that dress looks so cute on you, especially with that jacket! You should get some open toed heeled sandals with that outfit! I saw the perfect pair out front hold on I will get them for you!” The young woman exclaimed with excitement and then ran off towards the front of the store.
The whole time the young woman was talking I was blushing beet red and Amber was struggling to hold in a giggle. A minute later the young woman returned with the shoes that she mentioned, she placed them by my feet and I nervously took my socks off and slipped them on.
“Wow that was a good guess the sandals fit you perfectly, wow I’ve got to say I’m quite jealous you have a killer body, I bet the boys at school just love you huh? Anyway I hope you girls enjoy your shopping, I have to get back to the register I need to take care of a customer.” The young woman waved goodbye and quickly ran off back to the register.
Immediately after the young woman left Amber burst out laughing. “Oh my god that was perfect you completely fooled her, she totally thought that you were a girl! I told you that people would only see two girls shopping.”
I still looked like a beetroot when I turned back around to the mirror to see how I looked in the shoes the young woman brought me.
“Well she was definitely right those shoes look great with the rest of the outfit. What do you think Alex?” Amber asked happily.
“Yeah I have to agree the shoes definitely complete the outfit although I think I’ve had enough of shopping for now, I’m starting to get hungry.” I said slightly fatigued from shopping.
“Yeah I’m starting to get hungry too. Let’s go get some food.” Amber agreed.
I started to head back inside the stall when Amber stopped me.
“Hey Alex you know what you should do? You should buy the dress and shoes and wear them out to lunch. I could put a bit of makeup on you and I bet no one would recognise you. I will even buy the clothes for you. Please do it! It will be so much fun! Pretty please! For me?” Amber practically begged.
“Oh no,no,no! I did this for you and this is all you are getting, no way am I leaving like this. Doing it in private is one thing but there is no way I’m going out of this changing room let alone lunch like this, nope not happening, you aren’t going to change my mind on this. End of discussion.” I said adamantly.
“But...” Amber started.
“End of discussion.” I repeated sternly.
“Fine...” Amber said crestfallen. “Take off the clothes and give them to me I will put them back while you change.”
I walked back into the stall and locked the door. I then proceeded to take everything off, with me requiring help with the zipper on the dress from Amber who giggled slightly when I asked her to help. Then when everything was off I handed the clothes back to Amber and she wandered off while I started putting everything back on, when I came out Amber was at the front waiting for me, I quickly wandered over to her and prepared to leave.
“Finally! You take forever to get changed.” Amber exclaimed impatiently.
“What’s in the bag?” I asked curiously.
“Well you took so long that I decided to buy some stuff for me too, I mean really! Are you sure you’re not a girl? You definitely take your time like one.” Amber said jokingly.
“Ha ha very funny...” I said sarcastically.
On the way out the young woman by the register waved at us. “Goodbye girls!” She said loudly.
We waved goodbye and left. We soon found our way over to a small restaurant when suddenly...
“Ugh oh ow ow ow ow ow!” I shouted painfully.
“Woah what’s wrong?” Amber asked worriedly.
“Agh, my stomach! It feels as if someone just whacked me in the balls with a balling ball.” I winced painfully.
“Here come sit down...” Amber said leading me to a nearby table.
A few minutes of pain rolled by until it finally fades away.
“Ah, I think the pain is going... ow that really hurt it felt like the worst cramp ever!” I said with pained relief.
“Jeez what in the world was that? Were you on your period or something?” Amber joked half-heartedly.
“I have no idea what that was, for the past few days my lower abdomen has been really sore. I just thought it might have been something I ate, but that was by far the worst stomach ache I have ever felt. I’m actually surprised that I didn’t throw up.” I said slightly shocked.
“Maybe you should eat something, that might help.” Amber suggested.
“Yeah maybe you’re right. Although I think I’m only going to have a small salad, so that just in case I do throw up it will only be salad and not meats.” I explained.
“That’s a good idea... wow you really are like a girl, you take forever getting dressed, you are experiencing random stomach cramps like you’re on your period or something and now you are ordering a small salad. Next thing you know we will be gossiping about boys.” Amber joked in an attempt to cheer me up. “Hey do you want a tampon or something? Or some hot cocoa?” We both laughed at that.
We continued to talk about school and our parents and the bitchy step-sister and a whole lot of other stuff throughout lunch. Until we both finished eating and decided to head back home. Once we gathered all of the shopping bags together we started heading towards the entrance of the mall that we were at, getting a few different cat calls from some stupid guys that we laughed off, we nearly reached the exit when all of a sudden...
“Ugh uh... oh no. Oh fuck! Ow ow ow ow!” I exclaimed suddenly.
Amber seeing that the pains were back grabbed ahold of me and guided me towards the bathrooms. I must have looked like I was going to be sick, I started to head into the boy’s bathroom when Amber grabbed me and instead shoved me into the girl’s bathroom, I had no time to complain because as soon as I entered the girl’s bathroom I ran towards the toilets and immediately threw up. I saw that Amber was calling someone, probably my parents. Once I finished throwing up I slowly got up which was a mistake because as soon as I got up my cramps came back tenfold. The last thing I remember was seeing Amber’s face over mine with tears in her eyes as everything turned to black.
The Blossoming of Ciri
Chapter 2- The Tree Dies
“Hi my full name is Alex Damion Marteau and I’m. Well currently I’am 18 but in this story I will be telling you about when my life got turned upside down and changed both me and my family forever...” Chapter 2...
“Blackness... complete blackness... am I dead? No I can’t be dead... it’s too soon. I remember... flashes? Images? Hmm... Amber! I was with her... I am a girl... or was I a girl? No I am a boy... yes a boy, who dressed as a girl... the mall, the soreness, what is that horrible clanging sound? I remember being sick... then sirens... Amber crying... my mother crying... why do I hurt so much? Why is someone smashing a hammer on an anvil? Ugh. So. Tired... need... slee... zzz...
One and a half hours later...
“Ugh why is everything white? Where am I?” I said confused.
A distant voice could be heard, “baby?” Growing closer and closer, “come on baby!” Getting louder and louder, “please baby open your eyes!”
“...Mom?” I asked quietly.
“Yes Alex it’s me. You’re finally awake you have been out for hours!” She exclaimed with joy.
“Where am I?” I asked, my voice felt sore and raspy probably from dehydration or the sick or both.
“You are in the hospital baby. You... had an accident.” She said with tears in her eyes.
What a relief it was to see my beautiful mother even as upset as she was, it still brought happiness to my heart. My Mom’s name is Angela Bryanne Marteau, although everyone just calls her Ann she is Irish and her family moved to America when she was 6. She has dark brown hair with natural ginger highlights and very green eyes. She has a bit of a weird accent due to growing up around her very Irish sounding parents and American friends. As I mentioned before she is a bit of a fitness nut so she is very slim and toned, her ahem, breasts are very big which run in the family, my sister Allison has them and Jasmine will probably get them too... yeah, anyway...
Allison and me get most of our looks from Mom. As for Jack and Jasmine, they look a lot more like Dad. I find the easiest way to explain what my Mom looks like is to imagine the hottest 20 year old girl you have ever seen and then age her another 20 or so years but with no wrinkles. Not to boast but my Mom would definitely win the hottest Mom of the year award... repeatedly. Anyway on with the story...
“What do you mean I had an accident?” I asked as panic started to seep into my brain.
“Um it might be best to let the doctors explain. I still don’t 100% understand exactly what is going on.” She took a small remote with a big red button that said call on it and pressed it.
“Ugh my mouth tastes like old vomit...” I thought. I clicked my lips in disgust, turning and weakly reaching to my left, I picked up a nearby cup of water up and carefully took a big gulp of it and then gently placed it back down. “Ah much better...” I thought again as I turned back to mom.
“Hey Mom where is Dad?” I asked curiously.
“Your father is currently in Florida. He left last night but I’ve called him and he should be back by tomorrow at the latest. She explained.
“And what about Amber?” I asked wondering what happened to my best friend.
“Amber? She was a wonderful girl she called me first and then called the ambulance. I drove straight here when I heard, leaving Allison at home to babysit the twins. As for Amber she rode in the ambulance with you. She insisted on not leaving your side. I believe she is currently in the waiting room. The last time I checked she had finally fell asleep after a night full of worry...” she explained sadly.
“A night?” I said shocked.
“Yes Alex you have been unconscious since yesterday. Well mostly, you would occasionally awake for a few seconds and then drift off again. It’s now 2:09 pm Monday.”
“Well at least I get to miss school today heh.” I said jokingly.
“You will be missing school all week.” A voice said suddenly. “By the time you leave here you will probably need to catch up on a lot.” A young female doctor walked in, looking at the clipboard in her hand as she talked.
“And probably have to change a couple of classes...” an older grey bearded man said walking in slightly after the young doctor while twiddling a pen in between his finger and thumb. He appeared to be a doctor as well.
“Ah hello doctors my son has woke up as you can see.” Mom said, cheering up a little bit at their presence.
“Yes and it was about time too, otherwise we would of had to erm explain the situation after the surgery. That would have been... awkward.” The older doctor said uncomfortably.
“Surgery!?” I asked shocked.
“Ah Mrs Marteau have you not told him yet?” The young doctor asked.
“Um no. I thought it best that you explain what is going on. I’m still, erm a bit shocked and I don’t understand all of the uh, technical stuff.” My Mom said unsure of herself.
“That is understandable Mrs Marteau. Then I will explain what is going on with Alex. But first introductions. I am Doctor Mishami and this is...” the young female doctor... sorry. Doctor Mishami said getting cut off.
“I am Doctor Brownhall.” The older doctor interrupted.
“Hello...” I said nervously.
“Alex what do you remember exactly about yesterday?” Doctor Mishami inquired.
“Um, I remember going shopping with Amber...” I started.
“The young woman outside asleep in the waiting room?” Doctor Brownhall asked.
“Yes, that’s her.” I continued. “I remember that after shopping we went to a nearby restaurant, nothing fancy. But then before I sat down I had this horrible cramp, the worst I have ever had in my life. I was surprised that I didn’t throw up.” I said with a shudder remembering the great pain I felt yesterday.
“And how long have you had these... cramps?” Doctor Mishami asked.
“I have been abnormally sore in my abdomen and genital areas for the past few days but I only started to get the cramps yesterday.” I explained.
“Baby why didn’t you mention this before?” Mom asked worryingly.
“I was going to when I got back from shopping with Amber. I didn’t really think that it was a big deal...” I said lamely.
“Well it’s a big deal now...” Doctor Brownhall said, still twiddling his pen.
“Hmm just as I thought...” Doctor Mishami muttered as she jotted something down on her clipboard.
“You still haven’t explained to me what happened...” I said growing more worried.
“Ah yes well that is a very long and ahem, complicated answer. So if you are ready to hear the answer you’d better get comfortable.” Doctor Mishami responded slowly for dramatic effect.
“Yes I’m ready tell me already the suspense is killing me.” I said starting to get slightly annoyed.
“Ok then. While you were unconscious, with your mothers permission, we did a ct scan on you to discover why you er, collapsed in the way you did. You might remember a sort of hammer noise as you did wake up a few times during it, anyway after careful examination of your groin area we discovered something odd. It seems that your penis and testicles were abnormally coloured and that the blood pressure was unusually high in that general area. In fact we had to, I’m sorry to say completely remove your testicles as they were... well dead and in risk of infection...” Doctor Mishami explained cautiously.
“You removed my balls?! But that means I can’t ever have children! Or other stuff...” I said shocked.
“Actually you can technically still have children but I will get to that later... anyway after examining the groin area and preforming emergency surgery on your testicles, we decided to test your blood for anomaly’s and we found something...” Doctor Mishami started.
“We discovered that your blood had an abnormally high amount of Estrogen in it, which we thought was odd for a boy your age. And on top of that you had almost a nonexistent amount of testosterone. So after more testing and another ct scan we discovered that you are um, ugh what was that word again.” Doctor Brownhall said while frustratingly rubbing his forehead.
“You are, in fact what is known as an hermaphrodite, which is the scientific term, but you might know it better as inter-sexed” Doctor Mishami continued for Doctor Brownhall.
“Ah yes that was the word thanks Mishami. That would have bothered me all day.” Doctor Brownhall said thankfully.
“Inter-sexed, I’ve heard the word before but I can’t remember what it means.” I wondered aloud.
“It falls under a lot of different categories but it generally means that you have partial or complete sexual organs of both sexes, or different types of chromosomes in your body. In your case though you are quite rare, most hermaphro... sorry, inter-sexed people only have partial sexual organs like as an example a complete penis and a vagina but no uterus, or a complete male body and XX chromosomes, etc...” She paused for a moment to look at her clipboard.
“...But you seem to have both complete sexual organs.” She continued. “Both a working vagina and penis, minus the lips for the vagina of course... But for some unknown reason your penis and testicles have now been completely overwhelmed by your vagina and the Estrogen that it produces, leaving your male genitalia extremely damaged. That is also the reason why your penis is so small and underdeveloped.” Doctor Mishami explained.
“As for your chromosomes... we have no idea what they are currently. Due to the fact that we still haven’t gotten some of the results back yet from the research department...” Doctor Brownhall said with a hint of irritation in his voice.
“But if Alex is inter-sexed how didn’t we see this sooner?” Mom asked the doctors.
“When younger you can’t really tell as easily... honestly the only reason we know now is because Alex started her menstrual cycle. That’s why the blood pressure was so high and what caused her to pass out, because the blood couldn’t escape.” Doctor Brownhall explained.
“Wait, wait wait... are you saying that I’m on my period!?” I asked, completely flabbergasted.
“Yes you are. That is actually mostly good news.” Doctor Mishami said happily.
“How in the world is that good news?!?” I practically shouted.
“Well because it means that you can get pregnant. You can still have children. If you so choose...” Doctor Mishami explained.
“Well I guess it’s not everyday that a guy is told that he can become pregnant.” I joked out of shock.
“Well in all honesty, you might not want to hear this but technically you’re not really male, your penis at this point is nothing more than a slightly oversized clitoris with foreskin over it. You are in all practicality a girl now. And once the research department sends back the full report the results should confirm this...” Doctor Brownhall stated carefully.
“Oh...” I said crestfallen.
“Anyway enough chatting, time is of the essence. We need to do surgery as quick as possible before the vaginal blood, ahem bursts it’s banks so to speak.” Doctor Brownhall stated quickly.
“You will need to make a decision Alex about the surgery. There are essentially two options, we can either open up the vagina in which we will have to do anyway, but afterwards we can remove the tiny amount of foreskin from the penis and shape your skin to form the lips, vulva and clitoris, in which you will end up becoming like any other girl your age. Or we can graft together a penis for you and just leave a small tube open for blood flow from your vagina. The grafted penis will be able to preform the um, usual acts of pleasure but the feelings will be fairly reduced so to speak.” Doctor Mishami explained.
“Had you remained unconscious we would have gone with the first option by default, with your mother’s permission of course... and um I know that it’s completely up to you, but if I was in your shoes I would choose the first option. We will just stand over here while you decide.” Doctor Brownhall said while slowly backing away.
“Mom what should I do?” I asked worried.
“Well dear it is up to you but honestly the complete vagina does sound better than a penis that only works at half the capability and can’t get anyone pregnant. But I may be biased due to me being a female all of my life.” Mom said gently.
“Well this sucks. Yesterday I was a somewhat normal teen boy but now I have a vagina?! What?! I guess I could go with the grafted penis so that I could still remain a guy...” I pondered.
“Wait a minute. What am I thinking! It is an obviously clear choice! Why would I rather have a crappy infertile flesh tube that barely works, when I can just have a fully working vagina, at least then I will be normal.” I thought with sudden realisation.
“Sure I would probably have to start living as a girl but then at least I could have a normal life and even a normal relationship with someone.” I reasoned with myself.
“Oh jeez Amber is going to be ecstatic when she hears this. Her dream of me becoming a girl has come true...” I thought with slight dread.
“Not to mention school. Ugh I don’t even want to think about that...” I shivered at the thought.
“Hmm, it would take a while to get used to but I guess it would be better to end up as a complete girl than to end up with a girl’s body and a broken penis. That is if what the doctors said is true and I have a fuck-ton of estrogen running throughout my body. Heh, no wonder my chest is always sore, I must have breasts growing...” I thought knowingly.
“Oh crap! That would mean that if my genetics held true, I would also inherit my mother’s breasts just like Allison! Oh shit, that’s going to be annoying...” I thought with dread.
“Fuck it! Let’s just do it!” I thought decisively.
“Ok I have made a decision...” I said looking at mom, then turning towards the doctors.
“And what would that be Mr... um, Miss... uh, ahem! Alex?” Doctor Mishami said awkwardly.
“The first option... I think it would be best if I, um, become a girl... completely...” I said nervously.
“I think you chose for the best Alex...” Mom said reassuringly.
“I guess I will have to get used to the fact that I now have three darling daughters instead of two.” She said with a tear in her eye.
“Gosh your father is going to be in for a surprise when he gets back...” She said with realisation.
“Alrighty then let’s get on with the procedure then!” Doctor Mishami said while handing me a sheet of paper and a pen from her clipboard.
“Please read this consent form and sign here, here and lastly here at the bottom please.” She pointed out.
“Mrs Marteau as... her, parent and/or guardian you also need to sign here at the bottom next to Alex’s signature in the aforementioned box.” Doctor Mishami explained to Mom.
We both signed our signatures in the appropriate boxes after reading through it thoroughly, before handing it back to Doctor Mishami who snatched it back then proceeded to check it to see if everything was in order. Afterwards she turned and nodded to Doctor Brownhall.
“Ok we need to get you prepped for surgery as soon as possible, time is of the essence, if it’s left like it is at this point for too long you’re vagina will, well burst. So let’s get going.” Doctor Brownhall said before grabbing the head of the bed/stretcher and started to wheel me towards the door of the private room that I was in.
He pushed me through the waiting area and turned me to head down the corridor towards the operating theatre. As we went past I saw Amber asleep in one of the chairs and glimpsed my mom as she walked over to her and sat down before Doctor Brownhall continued pushing me down through the corridor towards my impending surgery.
Stopping only briefly to pick up a clipboard with what seemed to be my information on it, he then continued onwards with me towards the theatre doors. As I was being pushed through my groin area started to throb from sudden pain. Seeing my reaction Doctor Brownhall shouted to the nurse to quickly prep me while he got into his operating gear.
The nurse, or at least the one that the doctor called to, seemed to be in her early 60’s, but it was hard to tell as she was wearing a mask and one of those scrub hats that everyone wears during surgery’s. The other two nurses who were running around moving lights and surgical equipment looked as if they were both in their 20’s, but again it was hard to tell.
The older nurse quickly walked over to me and gently but firmly picked up my legs and after giving the leg holders a quick wipe with a sanitised wet wipe, quickly placed my legs onto them. After putting me in what I think is called the lithotomy position, Doctor Brownhall came back wearing an apron and some weird binocular looking glasses. After checking to see if everything was ready he motioned to the other younger nurses to come forward. One of them hooked me up to a heart monitor while the other prepped something in the corner of my eye, it looked like a tank of gas...
“Nurse are we ready?” Doctor Brownhall asked the older nurse.
“Yes Doctor. Nurse Jolene can you bring over the gas now please?” The older nurse said to the younger nurse fiddling around with the gas.
“Yes Nurse Francine.” The younger nurse answered as she wheeled the gas over.
“Ok sweetie we are just going to put you under while we’re doing the surgery, we will be using a general anaesthetic gas is that alright?” The other young nurse asked me.
“Yes that’s alright.” I replied meekly.
“Ok then. Nurse Jolene?” The young nurse motioned over to the other young nurse to hand her the gas mask.
“Here Nurse Mary.” Nurse Jolene? Said to Nurse Mary while handing her the mask.
“Ok now just count down from 10 Ok honey?” Nurse Mary said rhetorically while pressing the mask against my mouth and nose area.
I started to count down in my head from 10 while watching Doctor Brownhall sit down on a stool where my legs were raised.
“10. Wow when I wake up I’m going to be a girl, that’s a scary thought...”
“9. I wonder what Dad and Allison are going to think when I get home, unless Dad comes here to the hospital first...”
“8. Oh jeez, I’m ‘yawn’ going to need new clothes soon...”
“7. Hmmmmm... I’m starting to ‘yawn’ feel sweepy, I mean sleeeeepy...”
“6. Oh everything is turning ‘yawn’ black again...”
“We are ready to proceed Doctor...” one of the nurses said.
“5. What?... I’m... blackness... hello darkness my... old... frien... zzzz...”
The Blossoming of Ciri
Chapter 3- The Flower Blooms
“Hi my full name is Alex Damion Marteau and I’m. Well currently I’am 18 but in this story I will be telling you about when my life got turned upside down and changed both me and my family forever...” Chapter 3...
“...Ugh... why are the lights always on?” I said as I briefly opened my eyes before slamming them shut again at the bright light coming from the bedside table.
“Oh sorry sweetheart...” My Mom said as she reached over and turned off the annoying light.
“Well at least this time I didn’t wake up to the weird blackness like last time...” I thought.
“Thanks Mom.” I said as I reopened my eyes and smiled at my mother weakly.
“No problem sweetheart, it’s nice to see you awake again. You slept like a baby all through the night again.” Mom said happily.
“Really? The night again? So it’s Tuesday now?” I asked surprised.
“Yes, it’s now Tuesday morning, and it’s... 11:48 now. So not too long until lunchtime...” Mom said while looking down at her watch.
“...The doctors thought it best to just give you some sedatives and let you sleep through the night, instead of you staying up all night in pain.” She continued.
“But that doesn’t make sense. I only went into surgery in the early afternoon...” I stated confused, before my groin suddenly jolted a big bolt of pain throughout my body.
“Ow! Ugh, you just had to mention pain didn’t you...” I said with mock annoyment.
“Sorry honey... I just jinxed you didn’t I?” Mom said apologetically.
“Ah! It’s ok... it’s fading...” I said through pained teeth.
“Anyway, the answer to your question. Before we were so rudely interrupted by your body, is that the surgery took longer than expected... no, no, no. Don’t worry, nothing went wrong. It just took slightly longer that’s all...” Mom said reassuringly after seeing the worry on my face.
“Apparently the reason it took so long was because they had a slight problem in moving some of the nerve endings around. But everything turned out alright in the end.” Mom explained.
“Oh ok. That’s good. You got me worrying there for a second. The last thing I want is anything going wrong. Enough has already done so as it is...” I said with relief.
“Don’t worry sweetie, everything is going to be fine. Hopefully the doctors will come back soon and then they can tell us when we can take you home. In the meantime...” Mom said as she got up and walked over to the door and peered out, motioning with her hand and prompting someone to come forward.
A few moments later and two familiar people walked through. One was a young teenage girl, she was wearing a light grey, almost white lacy cropped top and blue denim shorts. She had flowing brown hair with a slight curl to it and unnatural but good looking blonde highlights running through it. She had a very trim body and had a bit of muscle mass showing throughout her body, which was topped off with fairly large breasts and a plump bottom. She wore a light amount of makeup that was perfectly done up and was also sporting a few freckles around her small cute nose. She had deep brown eyes and thick, slightly arched eyebrows that have been plucked to perfection. Her slightly pouty lips were smiling nervously at me. She reminded me a lot of Mom.
The other person was a fairly tall middle-aged man wearing a dark grey suit. He had a slightly buff build and while very fit, had a slight belly coming through. Probably due to age... or one too many beers. He had a square jawline with mixed black and greyish stubble on it, his slightly thin lips opened up while he smiled showing his perfect teeth, he had a slightly pointed nose and like the girl had deep brown eyes, he also had dark thick bushy eyebrows. His hair, while slightly mousy, was kept mostly neat and tidy. It was black, with white patches popping up evenly throughout it. His hair always reminds me of a Zebra, or a reversed Dalmatian.
“Allison! Dad! Wow it’s so great to see you!” I said happily but painfully.
“Hello Alex how are you feeling?” Dad asked me with slight concern in his voice.
“I’m a bit sore, but mostly okay. How was the trip to Florida?” I asked curiously.
“It was fine. Fortunately I managed to work out the final details of the hotel plans before coming back so construction should start next month.” He said happily.
“That’s good to hear dear. Does that mean you will be able to stay home for once?” Mom asked Dad jokingly.
“Yes, don’t worry I won’t need to take any business trips for a while now. Well unless something bad happens but I doubt it.” Dad said reassuringly.
“Hey little sis...” Allison said while greeting me with a hug.
“Hey Ali. I guess your nickname for me is more accurate now than before.” I said laughing.
“Yeah I guess. But you know that you have always been my little sister.” She said smiling at me half nervous and half teasingly while holding my hand.
I should probably explain. Ever since I was little, Allison has always called me her little sister. She, like Amber, always thought I looked a bit too pretty for a boy and tried to get me to wear her old clothes and makeup, etc. Well at least until the twins were born, she stopped after that because she now actually had a little sister in Jasmine. She still always called me her little sister though, and it just kind of stuck.
“Ha! I remember when Alex was little you begged me to put him in a dress, so he could become your little sister in reality. You asked everyday for a week until you finally gave up and put him in a dress yourself! I remember Alex looking so cute as he ran to me with tears in his eyes, wearing that little pink dress. Of course I still punished you for forcing your brother to do something that he didn’t want to do. But he did look so darling at the time.” Mom said happily reminiscing.
“Yeah thank god the twins were born or else you would have never stopped!” Dad added.
“Well I guess I was right in the end! Alex WAS too pretty for a boy... because she was actually a girl the entire time!” Allison laughed out gleefully.
“You’re loving this a bit too much aren’t you?” I asked Allison stoically.
“Ahem! Sorry Alex...” Allison said apologetically.
“Actually that is something that I’m curious about...” Allison continued.
“What? What are you curious about?” I asked nervously.
“Alex, your name. I mean think about it, you can’t just go back to school with your name.” Allison said seriously.
“That is something we need to discuss...” Mom said admittedly.
“I...” I started to respond before I got interrupted by a knock on the door to my hospital room
Amber poked her head around curiously.
“Um. Sorry Mr and Mrs Marteau... May I come in and see Alex please?” Amber asked nervously.
“Of course Amber! You don’t even need to ask. We were just talking about Alex’s name...” Mom answered beckoning her to come towards us.
“Wow I have never seen Amber so nervous before. Usually she’s super confident and headstrong about everything. Oh god I must have her really worried for her to be this nervous.” I thought sadly.
I don’t think I ever described what Amber looks like. I mentioned before that she is basically one of the hottest girls in school. And that I was super lucky for her to even notice me let alone become my best friend.
Well she is a bit smaller than the average girl, she is very thin and even though she is short she has really long legs and arms that make her look like a model. She has short shoulder length ginger hair that is super wavy and really shiny, she has a smallish nose and a lot of freckles surrounding it. Unlike a lot of gingers, she wasn’t that pale but still gets sunburnt fairly easily. She has light blue eyes that turn slightly aqua-greyish in her inner iris, and thin, neatly plucked eyebrows. She has very plump and kissable lips, very similar in shape to Allison’s and a slightly pointed chin. Her breasts are just slightly above average in size and her butt is very big, like proper bubble butt. I have heard from both boys and girls alike that she has the biggest ass in school and she knows it. Even Allison is jealous of her butt, not that she would ever admit to it, and she is three years older than us!
Currently Amber was wearing a silky white blouse and a pink work jacket with black skinny jeans and cream coloured high heels. They clicked slightly on the tiled floor as she nervously walked over to me and my family.
“Hi Alex...” Amber said quietly.
“Hey Amber... I’m so sorry if I scared you the other day.” I said apologetically.
“No, it’s fine... I mean I was so scared for you, but I know it wasn’t your fault. Um, what happened exactly? I heard a few things but I’m not entirely sure what happened to you. All I know is that you needed emergency surgery...” she asked nervously.
“Did you not tell her?” I asked Mom.
“No sweetie, I thought it would be best if you told her yourself.” Mom replied gently.
“Please don’t tell me that you are dying or something... I really don’t want to lose my best friend...” Amber said painfully with tears in her eyes.
“Oh no. Nothing like that don’t worry...” I said starting to choke up with tears myself.
“Oh thank god!” Amber said with a sigh of relief as she wiped the tears from her eyes.
“No I’m... going through a change of sorts...” I said mysteriously.
“A change? What sort of change?” She asked, getting more curious by the second.
“Heh. Well your in luck Amber. It seems as if your wish has come true.” I said with anticipation.
Amber just stared at me with a mixed look of curiosity and confusion.
“Well I know now why I look so feminine. Why I look ‘too pretty for a boy’ as you and Allison would put it. Well it turns out that I’m in fact not a boy... I’m actually a girl...” I said slowly for dramatic effect.
“Wha... what? But how... you a girl? I don’t... get it?” Amber stuttered confusingly.
“Well it turns out I’m something called inter-sexed. I was born with both male and female reproductive organs, both a penis and a vagina. But we didn’t know as my vagina didn’t have an opening. Eventually my vagina and the estrogen that it produced caused my penis and balls to pretty much die. And if that wasn’t bad enough I did in fact start my period a few days ago. Good guess by the way. Which was why I passed out, because the period blood couldn’t escape. This also means that I can become pregnant... Anyway, I had two choices, become a girl, or just get a fake penis and carry on somewhat as a guy. In the end I decided to just become a girl completely instead of being a half girl, half guy with a fucked up infertile dick.” I said blurting the whole explanation out.
“Okay... let me get this straight. You are inter-sexed. I was right when I joked about you being on your period the other day. The pains was your period blood trying to escape. You can get pregnant! ‘Wow...’ And you are now 100% a girl?” Amber said trying to make sense of the mess I just spat out.
“Yes.” I answered after a brief moment.
“...Cool! Okay here’s the plan. When we get you out of here and back home, we are totally going shopping, no arguments. We have both been excused from school due to your... accident.
And as a girl you will need a completely new wardrobe. Not to mention makeup. Oh and a trip to the salon! Your hair needs a little sprucing up. Not to mention your nails... yuck. Totally getting you a mani-pedi! Oh I can’t wait!!!” Amber squealed with excitement.
“Ugh, I already regret choosing to become a girl... thanks...” I said sarcastically.
Well I might have to suffer going shopping for over 9000 hours with Amber, but at least she is back to her normal cheery and energetic self. I can’t stand it when she is upset, when she is sad it always makes me sad too.
“She’s right honey. If you’re going to become a girl you will need a new wardrobe and you will also need to learn a lot of stuff quickly before you go back to school. No daughter of mine is going to go to school as a slob! Not to mention it will help you to fit in with the other girls if you look nice.” Mom said knowledgeably.
“You will come too won’t you Allison?” Amber asked excitedly.
“Of course! No way am I missing my little sister’s baptism into girlhood!” Allison responded like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
“I better come too then, a mother needs to be there for her daughter. Also I need to make sure you girls don’t go overboard on the skimpy clothes, we need some level of modesty.” Mom said seriously.
“I’m just going to stay out of this...” Dad said awkwardly.
“Yay! It’s settled then!” Amber practically shouted.
“Anyway we should get back to the topic before all of this...” Mom started to say.
“Oh yeah the name!” Allison said remembering her question from earlier.
“What? What do you mean? What’s wrong with my name?” I asked confused.
“Like I said earlier you can’t just go back to school as a girl with your name as Alex.” Allison said seriously.
“Oh shit yeah. If you go back to school Alex, and people find out who you are. You will be bullied for sure. Hell the only reason you weren’t bullied before was because you remained quiet and in the corner, not to mention you had me to look out for you.” Amber said with realisation.
“Oh fuck... what do we do then?” I asked, starting to panic slightly.
“Don’t worry honey, we can get ahead of this. I can call the principal again and get everything set up. We can just say that you were homeschooled or something and then change your name.” Mom said reassuringly.
“But won’t people still recognise me?” I asked still unsure.
“Trust me they won’t. With the right clothes and makeup no one will recognise you. Not to mention that if it was true that you avoided everyone there is a chance that no one will notice if Alex Marteau disappears. You will just be the hot new girl in school.” Allison said convincingly.
“Hot new girl?” I asked slightly confused.
“Oh yeah! I said it before and I will say it again. You have the potential to become one of the most attractive popular girls in school! Especially with me there to help you along. Trust me no one will even notice that the outcast in the corner has gone. Which must suck a bit, but it is true. Amber said unapologetically and with pride.
“Hmm it was true that I am or was, a complete social outcast. Not even the nerds noticed me. The only person who did notice me was Amber. Even her friends don’t know who I am.” I thought to myself.
“Okay. I guess it could work. But what name should I choose? I was going to go with Alexandra Marteau but I guess I can’t now...” I said sadly.
“Hm what about Samantha?” Allison asked.
“No, I don’t think that would fit.” I said.
“What about... Alice? Or Alita?” Amber asked.
“No those are too similar to my name.” Allison said adamantly.
“Georgia? No. Harriet? No. Rebecca? No...” I thought aloud, starting to get frustrated.
“What about Felicity?” Allison asked.
“Hm I like Felicity.” I said pondering on the potential name.
“No not Felicity. I already know someone called that and she is a total bitch.” Amber said suddenly.
“Okay not Felicity then...” Allison said while half rolling her eyes.
“Mom, Dad, what would you have called me if I was born a girl?” I asked them curiously.
“Um that was a matter of debate. I always wanted someone called Alexander or Alexandra after my Father, Emilia after my Mother or Valerie after my Grandmother. We both liked Damion but that can’t really be feminised.” Dad said pondering on the matter.
“I was always for a loss on boys names but I always wanted to name a daughter Allison after my Mother Alice or Cirilla after my Grandmother or Jasmine after my best friend who died when we were teenagers... Mary was in the air for a while and so was Josephine... but in the end we decided that if you were born a boy you would be called Alexander Damion Marteau. And if you were born a girl, you would have been called Cirilla Valkyria Marteau.” Mom said with pride.
“What? Cirilla Valkyria? What sort of name is that? I mean I like Cirilla but Valkyria sounds weird, especially if you put it together. What does that name even mean?” I asked confused as to how they even came up with a name like that.
“Well Cirilla is an old English name which as I said comes from my grandmother, your great grandmother. And we thought long and hard for a middle name but nothing really sounded right, so we kind of based it off Valerie from your Father’s grandmother.” Mom explained.
“It also kind of works out, as the name Valkyria kind of calls back to our ancestry. Did you know that on my mother’s side, the English side of the family, that one of our ancestors was a Viking who came over from Norway to England? The name Valkyria is slight deviation from the word Valkyrie who were these great angelic warrior women who scoured the battlefields looking for worthy souls to take to Valhalla, the Norse version of heaven. Apparently according to your great grandmother part of our family are descended from these great women who died and became Valkyries. Or at least that’s how the story goes...” Dad said excitedly.
“Wow I didn’t know we were descendants of Vikings...” Allison said with shock.
“I just thought we came from a long line of builders and blacksmiths and stuff...” I added.
“That’s mostly on my Father’s side, the French side of the family. Hence the name Marteau.” Dad explained.
“What about your side of the family Mom?” I asked curiously.
“Far less exciting I’m afraid... in actual fact I don’t really know much about my side of the family. I know that we come from a long line of Irish people, and that my parents were the first of our family to ever leave Ireland. Although I did once hear that we were descendants of Gaelic nobility, but I doubt that is anything more than rumours and idle gossip.” Mom said nonchalantly.
“Would there be a way to find out?” Allison asked starting to get excited.
“I don’t know... maybe? If there is I have no idea how to find out.” Mom said lamely.
“Wow, do you know what this means? We could have been nobles! Maybe even have a coat of arms!” Allison said excitedly.
“Honestly honey, even if we could find out I very much doubt that we are nobility. The chances that we are is slim at best. It’s more likely that we served in the households of nobility or something. Best not to get your hopes up.” Mom said sadly.
“Still... you never know...” Allison said hopefully.
Mom just looked and sighed at her, shaking her head slightly.
“Well this has certainly been educational... I still think the name Cirilla Valkyria Marteau is a weird name though.” I said jokingly.
“Well we always thought it could be a name for a warrior princess or something.” Dad said enthusiastically.
“Yeah I guess...” I said while looking out of the window.
“Sooo... have you decided then?” Amber prompted me.
“Hmm? What?” I asked.
“Have you decided? On a name?” She repeated.
“Oh! Right sorry I got lost there for a second... Um yes I have decided. I think after the history lesson I am going to ‘have’ to go for the name that Mom and Dad would have chose for me if I had been born a girl. I still think that the name Cirilla Valkyria Marteau is a bit odd, but it is growing on me... I will just have to pretend I’m a warrior princess or something.” I said half seriously and half jokingly.
“But what do you want to go by? Cirilla? Or Valkyria? We could call you Val or Valk? Maybe Kyra or something?” Allison suggested.
“I think I will just stick with Cirilla. Or Ciri for short.” I answered.
“Well then Cirilla it is!” Mom said happily.
Everyone gathered around me and gave me a huge group hug. Just as we broke off the hug we heard a sudden knock at the door. We all turned at once to see who it was. Doctor Brownhall entered the room.
“Congratulations Mr and Mrs Marteau! It’s a girl!” Doctor Brownhall said jokingly.
I just burst out laughing, Allison and Amber barely contained their laughter, while Mom just smiled and Dad just glared with a look that just said ‘really?’ Me seeing Dad’s face just made me laugh harder, until Allison and Amber just gave out and the three of us ended up in hysterics. Even Mom and Dad laughed a bit. After what seemed like forever but was only a couple of minutes we all laughed ourselves out and Doctor Brownhall continued.
“Sorry I couldn’t help myself... at least everyone is happy now. I just wanted to come and tell you the rest of the results of the blood works. The research department finally sorted out their mess and sent up the full reports. It turns out that our theory was correct, your chromosomes are in fact XX chromosomes, which means that you are genetically female. This also mostly explains why your vagina overwhelmed your male genitalia. But not just that we also discovered that you didn’t have any receptors that could register testosterone. Meaning that even though your penis and testicles could produce a small amount of testosterone, your body couldn’t react to it. Which practically rendered your male genitalia useless.” Doctor Brownhall explained.
“Thank you doctor... and thank you for operating so well on my daughter.” Dad said to Doctor Brownhall happily.
“No problem Mr Marteau. I will leave you all alone now... Oh before I forget. I have taken the liberty of declaring Alex medically as a Cis Female, meaning you’re birth certificate will be changed to female and It should also make things easier for you at school, as you can now legally use the female locker rooms and toilets. Oh and while I’m here have you managed to decide on a name or something? If you wanted to get it changed we can also do that.” Doctor Brownhall asked carefully.
“Um yes I have decided to change it to Cirilla Valkyria Marteau.” I answered clearly.
“And how would you spell that?” Doctor Brownhall asked while handing me a piece of paper and a pen.
After confirmation from my parents on how the name is spelt. I carefully wrote it down in block capitals and handed it back to Doctor Brownhall.
“Thank you... Cirilla, I will make sure that your new name is officially changed. And don’t worry you won’t have to be here too long. We are going to keep you for a few days for observation. But as long as everything goes alright you can go home on Friday. And you can start school again in a weeks time after you get home. I will also write up a medical note excusing you from gym for a month, but after that no excuses.” Doctor Brownhall explained.
“Thanks doc.” I said happily.
“No problem, rest up. I will send lunch your way in 30 minutes.” Doctor Brownhall said while leaving.
“Ohh ow!” I said wincing in pain.
Doctor Brownhall turned around at my sudden outburst.
“Ah don’t worry that is normal, you ‘are’ on your period now. I will send a nurse to change the bandages.” Doctor Brownhall said before turning around again and leaving.
“Ha welcome to the joys of womanhood! It sucks doesn’t it? Periods are a bitch...” Allison said with a knowing smirk on her face.
“Yes it sucks, I can see why you are always so bitchy during it Ali.” I responded.
“What about you Amber? You never seem to be bothered when you’re on your period.” I asked.
“My periods are weirdly not painful actually. It just bleeds a lot and I feel super emotional when it happens.” Amber confessed.
“Lucky...” Allison said jealously.
We heard another knock on the door and a young nurse walked in. I recognised her, she was one of the nurses from yesterday. Nurse... Jolene? I think that was her name. The one who fiddled with the gas tank from the surgery. She walked over to us.
“Hello. It’s Cirilla now isn’t it? I’m Nurse Jolene, I will be looking after you for the next few days.” Nurse Jolene said to me gently.
“I’m just going to change your bandages for now but I will be back again to give you your lunch.” She continued.
“You’re family and friends can wait outside while we do this if you want?” She asked me with a serious tone.
“Hey Ciri, I know that this is an odd request but I’m really curious. Can I see what your, um, new vagina looks like?” Allison asked me carefully.
“Yeah I was about to ask the same thing...” Amber said meekly.
“Um, I mean it’s a bit weird but I don’t mind.” I replied awkwardly.
“Uh, I’m going to go... I need to go and pick up the twins from kindergarten anyway...” Dad said uncomfortably.
“Okay bye Daddy...” I said slightly unsure.
Dad looked at me strangely for a moment.
“Sorry too weird?” I asked nervously.
“No. No, it’s fine you can call me Daddy if you want, it’s just that it happened sooner than I expected. Dad said surprised.
“Goodbye my little warrior princess, I will see you later.” Daddy said as he kissed my forehead and started to leave.
“Bye honey. Good bye everyone!” He said while kissing Mom goodbye and leaving in a hurry.
“Bye!” We all said as a unison.
“Right I should get on with your bandages.” Nurse Jolene interrupted.
She started to unravel the bandages carefully while everyone looked on with curious faces. When she took the final layer off I was quite surprised. As was everyone else.
“Wow that was not what I was expecting at all! It looks exactly like a vagina. I thought it would look slightly off or something but it looks almost exactly the same as mine!” Allison said with amazement.
“Yeah that’s exactly what I thought as well. I thought it would look slightly deformed or something but it looks just like any other girls vagina.” Amber agreed with surprise.
“Well it does pay to have one of the country’s best surgeons at hand!” Nurse Jolene stated with pride.
Nurse Jolene cleaned up my vagina, which felt really odd. I didn’t say anything but I thought it was super weird to have nothing but a slit in between my legs. After she finished wiping it up, she put what I think was a maxi pad on my vagina and wrapped fresh bandages around it.
“All done! Just press the call button if you need anything, especially if you need the toilet, because I will need to redress your vagina afterwards.” Nurse Jolene said happily.
“Right see you in a bit!” She said as she left my room and closed the door behind her.
The rest of the day was pretty uneventful. I had lunch, which was alright I guess. And Nurse Jolene and my Mom helped me go to the bathroom and showed me to wipe down afterwards, on top of other basic female hygiene stuff. Amber needed to go home, now that she knew that I was alright. She promised to come back tomorrow after she had a proper nights sleep. Mom and Allison both kept me company and took turns during night duty while I slept. While Dad stayed home looking after the twins.
“God I am so looking forward to getting out of this hospital. I’m already starting to get sick of it here. Hopefully I can just get home ASAP, and start to live my life again...” I thought as I started to drift off to sleep.
The Blossoming of Ciri
Chapter 4- The Return Home
“Hi my full name is Alex Damion Marteau and I’m. Well currently I’am 18 but in this story I will be telling you about when my life got turned upside down and changed both me and my family forever...” Chapter 4...
“...hmmm... Oh!” I said as I stretched and yawned sleepily, looking to my left and seeing my clock that Dad brought me from home. 11:59 AM, Friday.
“Mornin, little sis. Finally awake are we?” Allison said beside me.
She put the magazine that she was reading down and stood up to stretch.
“Where is Mom?” I asked while I started to sit up in my bed.
“She went for another coffee. Did you sleep well?” Allison asked, looking at me with glassy eyes.
“Did you?” I asked in response, noticing that she looked bushed.
“Ha no. Bad timing I suppose, but I’ve just started on my period again. I can never sleep well while I’m on it, as I’m sure you know... Not to mention the chairs here aren’t really that comfortable to sleep in.” She said sounding very annoyed.
“Yeah I know all too well.” I said while thinking about all of the times that Allison woke me up because she couldn’t sleep while on her period.
“It’s a shame that I’m mostly stuck in this bed. Otherwise I would make you a cup of hot cocoa, like when we were younger. Heh, sometimes I swear that I’m the older one, with all of the times that you used to come into my bedroom at night and sleep next to me in my bed.” I said, looking at Allison while continuing to reminisce about when we were younger.
“Used to? What do you mean used to? I still do! If you weren’t in that little hospital bed I would have crawled into bed next to you last night! After you made me hot chocolate of course... Hell! If that hospital bed was slightly bigger I would get in it right now!” Allison said laughing.
“Yeah well... ugh! Ow...” I said, suddenly getting interrupted by the pain in my groin.
“Ok I take it back. I guess I’m going to be the one to make you hot chocolate from now on...” Allison said half-heartedly.
“Heh! That’s exactly what I was about to say before I got rudely interrupted! I was going to also mention that when one of us is going through our periods we should make hot cocoa for each other!” I said exasperatedly.
“That’s a great idea! But what about when we are both on our periods? Like we are right now.” Allison asked while smirking slightly at me.
“Um. I don’t know, I guess we could rock, paper, scissor for it. Whoever loses will have to make hot chocolate for the both of us.” I said while scratching my neck.
“Hm. Sounds fair, we will do that when we get back home today. Provided that you can go home today.” Allison said nonchalantly.
“We can.” Mom said suddenly as she walked in.
“Hi Mom!” I said happily.
“Morning honey! Or is it afternoon now?” She said while looking down at her watch. “Anyway. The doctor stopped me outside while I was getting a coffee and said that we can go home just as soon as they check your vagina and change your bandages.” She said while walking towards me.
“When is that happening?” We all turned towards Amber as she also suddenly walked in.
“Amber? When did you get here?” I asked surprised.
“Just now. My Mom dropped me off on her way to the grocery store.” She explained as she walked over to me and proceeded to give me a hug.
“Ok then. It’s nice to see you but I doubt that we will be here for long.” I said while returning the hug.
“So anyway... When is this doctor coming back in to change her bandages?” Amber asked curiously.
“Right now...” Doctor Brownhall said as he suddenly walked in with Nurse Jolene.
“Ok what is going on?!” I practically shouted. “Why is everyone just randomly coming in and joining in the conversation? It’s so weird!” I exclaimed while looking completely stupefied.
Everyone just stared at me like I was crazy for a second before Doctor Brownhall continued.
“Anyway. I’m just here to get you to sign the release papers while Nurse Jolene changes your bandages and gives you your clothes back. In which we took the liberty of washing for you, your welcome. But after that’s done and you’ve gotten changed you can go!” He said happily.
“Oh thank god! If I had to eat one more hospital lunch I think I was going to puke...” I said relived.
Mom just glared at me, and then slightly whacked my arm. She looked like she was a bit annoyed due to the fact that I just said that.
“Oh sorry.” I apologised to the Doctor and Nurse.
“No don’t worry! We know it isn’t the best in the world. Most people get sick of the food here after the first couple meals.” Nurse Jolene said reassuringly.
“If you would both sign here please.” Doctor Brownhall said as he handed me and my Mom the release papers.
I can’t believe I’m finally getting out of here! I’ve only been here for a just under a week but I hope that I will never stay in hospital this long ever again. The past few days have been really boring. Most of the entertainment that I got came from my conversations from Mom, Allison and occasionally Amber when she came to visit me. Other than that it was mostly eating crappy hospital food, taking interesting bathroom breaks with my new vagina, reading girl’s fashion magazines, (in which both Allison and Amber insisted I should read), and sleeping.
And before you ask. No I didn’t go on my phone. When I asked my Mom about it, she slowly broke the news to me that I had apparently broken it, as I had fallen on top of it when I passed out the other day, amongst other things. Which means that I will have to get a new one. Fortunately my now deceased phone was getting a bit old anyway, and the SIM card survived. So I will most likely be going phone shopping before too long, probably when we go on a shopping spree for my new wardrobe with Allison and Amber... yay... not.
If any of you meet Amber or Allison in real life do me a favour and never mention this to them. But I really don’t like shopping. Ok maybe that isn’t totally true, I do like shopping. But I hate doing shopping sprees with Amber and Allison, due to the fact that they somehow never lose energy. The last one we went on, which was for Allison’s last birthday, I was dragged along with Allison, Amber and some of Allison’s friends, and we literally didn’t stop for about Ten straight hours... Ten! Not even to grab food! The only reason we did stop was because we had to get home for Allison’s birthday party at 6:30 pm. We started at 8:00 am, when the mall opens. Honestly if we didn’t do the shopping spree on Allison’s actual birthday, like it was originally planned. (We were meant to do it on the previous weekend before her birthday, but someone got sick. Thank God!) We would have most likely have gone on shopping until the mall closes at midnight. No joke! But anyway I digress, on with the story...
After Mom and I finished signing the release papers we handed them back to Doctor Brownhall. Who grabbed them and studied them before handing me another sheet of paper.
“I would also like permission, if you don’t mind, to share the results of your... condition, such as your blood works and ct-scans, with some of my colleagues for research purposes. It may help us to understand and help other people like you in the future.” Doctor Brownhall said carefully.
“Um yeah sure I don’t mind. If it helps other people like me then I guess it’s alright.” I said before signing the permission sheet.
After showing my Mom to make sure I didn’t miss anything, in which I didn’t, I handed it back to Doctor Brownhall who grabbed it back like an eager puppy, and studied it carefully before adding it to a small folder containing my other documents.
“Great! Now I’ll let Nurse Jolene do her thing and then you are free to go!” Doctor Brownhall said happily before turning back around and walking off, closing the door to my room behind him as he left.
“Ok Ciri! If you need the bathroom you should go now. I want you to preferably take this last bandage off tomorrow if you don’t mind. If later on you really need to go to the bathroom I won’t mind if you have to take it off. It’s just a precaution.” Nurse Jolene said calmly.
“Ok I will try.” I said as I carefully got up and wandered over to the bathroom door with Nurse Jolene following me slowly.
I then proceeded to do my business as the Nurse picked up my discarded bandages and throws them in the medical waste bin. Once I, ahem, wiped my... area, clean. Nurse Jolene put another pad on me before wrapping bandages around it making it look like I was wearing mummified panties. She then handed me my clothes which she seemingly pulled out of nowhere. It felt weird seeing them as I had been wearing a hospital gown all week.
Once she handed me my clothes she left the bathroom so I could get changed in private. I took my fresh smelling, folded clothes and placed it by the nearby sink. I first picked up my black skinny jeans, and carefully pulled it up my legs. I completely ignored my boxers, in my mind it felt weird to wear boy’s underwear now that I’m a girl, plus my bandages acted like mock panties anyway. After I buttoned my jeans up I pulled my red t-shirt over my head and freed my now trapped hair from it. The t-shirt had weird white, almost flame looking streaks running through it occasionally but it was nice all the same. Seeing my black leather jacket I carefully grabbed it and putting it on felt the familiar cold silky feeling of the inside before it quickly warmed up and the tight yet comfortable feeling of it kicked in. Pulling my trapped hair out again I let it settle before stepping in front of the mirror.
My hair looked nice although slightly messy from days of not brushing it. The jacket, I now saw was indeed very feminine looking. I have no idea how I never saw that before now. The red t-shirt I wore stood out from the black of my outfit, and the jeans... how didn’t I notice that before? Turning around, the black skinny jeans made my butt look distinctly female. I had a bit of a bubble butt going on. I quickly put my white vans on and took a look in the other mirror nearby. It was surprisingly big for a hospital and showed my whole body.
With everything combined together with the jacket and the skinny jeans I looked a bit like a young teenage girl especially with my long and wavy brown hair which looked like a slightly messy river of silk flowing down my back to my waist. In total I looked like a girl leaning to the androgynous side of things. Just before I continued to study myself further, I got interrupted by a knock on the door.
“Honey are you ready? I want us to get home as soon as possible.” Mom spoke with slight urgency.
Snapping out of my reverie I started to respond back to Mom, I can always look at myself later I thought.
“Yeah. I’m ready to go. I’m coming...” I responded casually.
Walking out of the bathroom door Mom smiled at me happily while Amber looked at me with slight concern. Nurse Jolene seemed to have left I thought as Amber started to fiddle with her handbag and walked over to me.
“Wow your hair is a total mess! We can’t have that!” Amber said while pulling out her hairbrush from her hand bag.
Grabbing my arm and yanking me forward Amber ordered me to sit on a vacant chair before going behind me and started to brush out my hair. She brushed it vigorously for a few minutes before separating a few strands on the front sides of my hair and started to braid them and pull them to the back of my head. She proceeded to do something back there for another minute or so until she took a couple of hair bands off her wrists and tied them behind my head, and pronounced herself done.
“There you go! Much better, now you actually look like a girl who takes good care of her hair! Instead of the mess that it was before.” Amber practically sang out happily.
“What did you do?” I asked curiously.
“This!” Amber shouted as she pulled a hand mirror out and shoved it in my face.
After configuring the mirror correctly I took a look at the damage.
“Oh wow that looks really nice actually!” I said surprised.
What Amber did was she separated out two strands of hair and braided them, before pulling them both behind my head and combining them into another bigger braid in the middle of my hair that hung all the way down my back to my waist, while leaving the rest of my hair loose. It looked simultaneously good and also kept the hair out of my eyes.
“I’ve been wanting to try that look on you since, forever! But I knew that you would have never worn it outside as a guy because it would have looked to girly. But, now that you’re a girl it doesn’t matter if it’s too girly or not because, well you’re a girl!” Amber said enthusiastically.
“Wow that look is super cute! I might have to try it for myself at one point.” Allison added with excitement and a slight look of envy.
“Ok lets get home girls. We need to stop at the store to pick up some underwear for Cirilla. And then when we get home I need to have a quick shower and some food before going off to pick up the twins from school.” Mom said with urgency.
“Oh I almost forgot! Mrs Marteau, I might have already picked up some underwear for Ciri...” Amber said slightly awkwardly.
“You did?” Mom asked, confused but relieved.
“When did you do that?” I asked slightly confused.
“Well you know when we went shopping the other day, I went into Victoria’s Secret and you went into the video game store?” She asked while I nodded yes. “Well...” She continued. “I may or may not have found out your exact measurements... and I might have bought several pairs of panties and bras in said measurements...” she paused for dramatic effect before continuing. “Sorry...” She apologised with a look that says ‘sorry, not sorry’.
“Well honestly I’m kind of glad that you did. Because now I don’t have to go shopping for new bras and panties if we already have them.” I said with relief. I really wasn’t looking forward to shopping for girls underwear.
“Well it wouldn’t hurt to get a few more when we go shopping tomorrow...” Amber added honestly.
“...Great.” I said, my hopes of not becoming totally embarrassed being shattered into a billion pieces.
“Well thank you Amber! You have saved me from having to rush like a madwoman when we get home...” Mom said happily, she then pondered a moment before continuing. “By the way Amber how are you getting home? Do you want a ride with us?” She asked with a welcoming smile.
“Oh yes please Mrs Marteau! That would be awesome, thanks!” Amber responded quickly.
“Ok then let’s go!” Mom said as we all started to leave.
I made sure that I had everything. It seemed that my Mom had already packed everything up while I was getting changed. After we exited my room Amber shot her hand out to mine and grabbed it as we walked along towards the front desk of the hospital. Allison walked ahead with Mom until we got to the front desk. Nurse Jolene was there grabbing something, so I pushed gently past Allison and tapped Nurse Jolene on her shoulder.
“Hey Cirilla! Are you leaving?” Nurse Jolene asked me kindly.
“Yes I am. I just wanted to thank you for helping me these past few days. You were very kind.” I said honestly.
“Aww! No problem Ciri. It was a delight to look after you. You take good care of yourself you hear? I wish I could chat some more but I need to go and look after another patient now. A nurse’s work never ends!” She said as she gave me a small hug and then hurriedly left towards another room.
“Bye!” I called after her.
She turned briefly and waved goodbye before entering into the room that she was at.
We let the nurse behind the front desk know that we were leaving. She nodded with acknowledgement, assuring us that we were allowed to leave. And we did just that. The automatic doors opened and I felt the cool morning air blowing through, making my hair slightly wave in the wind. When we exited the hospital and into the sunlight, I suddenly regretted wearing practically all black clothes. It was pretty hot outside, not a cloud anywhere. I mean it was early spring now, but today was a particularly nice day.
It took a second for my eyes to adjust to the brightness outside, but soon we were off towards the car. Even though there weren’t that many people around I still felt really nervous. Especially whenever a guy started looking at me like eye candy. Amber, who had resumed holding my hand the second the hospital doors opened, noticed my discomfort and gave my hand a reassuring squeeze.
As soon as we reached the car... (which if you are curious is a Black Audi Q7, our family car. We have other cars as well but that’s not important right now.) ...I hopped in as quick as possible. Allison got in the front next to Mom, as me and Amber got into the second row. We only tend to use the back row of seats if the twins are in the car, or if Allison brings a lot of her friends with us. As soon as we were all ready, we set off.
On the way home we mostly just drove in silence. Except for a few minutes where Amber was on her phone with her Mom, just to let her know she took a ride home with the Marteau’s. Before too long we rounded a corner and turned onto the street where my house is. I saw that my Dad was standing in the doorway waiting for us to arrive. As soon as the car drove into the driveway, he exited the house to greet us.
“Hello! Hello!” Dad shouted out happily as we all got out of the car.
“Hello dear.” My Mom said quietly as she approached him.
“Hi Daddy!” Both me and Allison said at the same time. We both looked at each other slightly awkwardly after we both said that, but we quickly shrugged it off and hugged Dad at the same time.
“Hello Mr Marteau!” Amber said politely.
“Ah it’s so nice for everyone to be home again!” Dad said while giving everyone, even Amber, big bear hugs.
“Are you coming in too Amber?” He asked expectingly.
“If you don’t mind Mr Marteau.” Amber said happily.
We all hurried into the house as soon as possible. Mom quickly ran upstairs while Dad knowledgeably went into the kitchen to prepare some food. As for me, Amber and Allison, we decided to go up to my room to talk about tomorrow. As we entered my room I spotted a bag on my bed. Curiously I went over to it to see what it was.
“Oh I almost forgot I brought that over.” Amber said suddenly.
“What is it?” Allison asked curiously.
“It’s... oh. It’s erm this.” I said awkwardly as I held up a pair of panties and a bra.
“Oh while we are here you should see if they fit properly. I knew the sizes for your panties but I kind of had to guess for your bra size.” Amber said as she walked over and started to rummage through the bag.
“Bra size? What do you mean? I don’t really have breasts.” I said confused.
Amber and Allison just looked at each other confused and then both stared at me with a look that just said ‘...REALLY?’ With as much sarcasm on their faces as they could possibly muster.
“Are you blind? Oblivious? Or are you in denial or something?” Allison asked me, completely stupefied at what I just said.
“I don’t understand...” I said, getting even more confused.
“Oh My God! Just come here and look!” Amber said frustratedly.
She dragged me over to my mostly unused full length mirror and stood me in front of it. Then without remorse just pulled my jacket and t-shirt off and chucked them onto my bed.
“Hey!” I shouted, as I instinctively put my arms up to cover my chest.
“Wow you really are a girl...” Allison giggled.
Amber, ignoring both me and Allison, turned me towards the mirror and forced my arms down before pointing at my chest.
“As you can see you have breasts.” Amber said as if she was stating the obvious.
Confused, I just looked at the mirror staring at my reflection. I looked at my tiny, thin waist and my slightly toned abdomen. And as I worked my way up I saw my slightly puffed up and swollen chest... But it wasn’t just a slightly swollen chest. My brain suddenly clicked into place. Oh My God! How have I never noticed that before?!? This isn’t just some, slightly swollen irritation! I have breasts! Actual female breasts! I wanted to slap myself for not seeing it before. Noticing the look of realisation on my face Amber handed me one of the bras. It was purple with lots of frilly flowers running over the cups.
Allison stepped up behind me and quickly snatched the bra from me and proceeded to quickly put it on me, making sure that ‘my’ breasts were properly contained. After she finished she stood back to view her handiwork.
“Wow that bra is super cute! And it’s a perfect fit!” Allison said excitedly.
“Yeah, and I’m slightly surprised that I managed to guess her right size on the first try. It seems like Ciri is currently a 32 B.” Amber said happily, while being proud of herself.
“32 B?” I asked surprised.
“Yeah, well if you’re anything like me and Mom, Ciri. You will probably end up a couple of cup sizes bigger before too long. When I started to go through puberty I had to literally go and buy new bras every month, because my boobs would just keep growing and growing. It was such a pain in the ass to do so, but fortunately for you, that also means I have a fuck-ton of old bras that I have only worn once or twice lying around. So if you need any of my old bras just ask okay?” Allison explained.
“Um ok, thanks Allison. But when will they stop growing?” I asked worriedly.
“I have no idea. But at the rate that you’re breasts are growing you will probably end up with the same bra size as me and Mom. A 32 E, roughly.”
“32 E? Oh god I’m really not looking forward to that...” I said with a slight amount of dread in my voice.
“Oh don’t worry! It’s not that bad. Fortunately we are all really thin and about average height for girls our age so the size of our boobs will look big but not outlandish and unnatural. I mean just look at me, it’s fine. Plus as long as we stay in shape we get little to no back pain! So that’s a bonus.” Allison said happily.
“Oh, okay then. Well I guess you do have more experience in that area than I do. I was just worried that I would have these big heavy things on my chest but if what you say is true then I don’t really have anything to truly worry about.” I said relieved.
“Exactly! Now if you have finished randomly freaking out about your boobs, I have something I want you to try on...” Allison said before turning around and entering our shared bathroom.
Yes we have a shared bathroom. It is pretty big and it connects our bedrooms together. The entrance to the bathroom is like a wide corridor that has two doors leading into our respective bedrooms on either side. The hallway portion houses the really big cupboard mirror that Allison stores her makeup and other beauty products in, and three sinks, (I never understood why they added three.) then halfway through the ‘corridor’ part is another door that opens up into the rest of the bathroom. In this part of the bathroom is the toilet, which is in it’s own private stall. We also have the shower, the bath, and the indoor jacuzzi in there too.
You’re probably thinking, ‘Wait! You have a jacuzzi?’ Yep we have a jacuzzi. In fact we actually have three. Me and Allison have one in our bathroom. Mom and Dad also have a jacuzzi in their bathroom, and the last and biggest one is outside by the pool. (We also have a pool) and yes we are that rich.
You know what? Since I’m already on the subject of money and our house, I will just explain everything and get it over with. As you probably guessed by now, my family is stupid rich. I mentioned at the beginning of this story that my Dad earns a lot of money from the lucrative buildings that he designs and that me and Allison practically get whatever we want. Well, that’s an understatement, my Dad doesn’t just design buildings, he is the CEO of an entire company that branches across 5 different countries. And as for me and Allison? We could probably ask for our own personal private jets and we would probably get them. Fortunately both me and Allison didn’t let this ‘power’ go to our heads and we turned out alright. So with how rich we are, it means that we have a really nice house. In fact the entire neighbourhood that we live in are pretty rich as well, (this includes Amber and her family too).
Our house is one of the biggest on the block and is just short of being counted as a manor. It is two stories high, (not including the attic or basement), and we have a massive backyard as well but so does everyone else. I’m pretty sure that we are the richest family on the block but I’m not 100% sure. I once asked Mom and Dad that if we are so rich then why don’t live in a massive mansion or an estate. My Mom just shrugged and said something about being somewhat humble and not wanting to shove our money in other people’s faces like we matter just because we’re rich. While Dad just looked at me conspicuously and winked before saying “we’ll see...”, after that I didn’t ask again.
Our house has a big kitchen that looks like it could be in a 5 star restaurant. We have a dining room, which we honestly don’t use that much. We also have a massive living room which is the biggest room in the house, that contains most of the usual things such as couches, TV’s, consoles, a few laptops, etc. We have a drawing room / study, which my parents use for get togethers and a big office that my Dad uses for his designs.
Upstairs is the bedrooms. Me and Allison have the same size bedrooms with the before mentioned joint bathroom, Mom and Dad have the master bedroom and an adjoining bathroom which is the same size as mine and Allison’s bathroom just without the hallway part. The twins share their room, which will probably change when they get older. They have a small bathroom in which they share. There is a guest bedroom for well, guests. And finally there is the other guest bedroom which has been converted into a office for Mom.
I mentioned before that my Mom used to work as a sales manager in a carpet and curtain company before she quit her job and married my Father. Well a couple years or so after I was born she started to get really bored doing nothing at home all day except for looking after me and Allison, doing housework, and exercising. So she decided to study and started to work on computers, like coding and stuff. She must have been really good at it because she now runs all of the technical computer stuff for my Dad’s company, on top of maintaining the website for the company as well. My Mother is probably one of the smartest people I know. (She is also the goddess of multitasking.)
Anyway enough rambling. On with the story...
A few moments after Allison left I heard her rummaging through her closet. A minute later she walked back in carrying a white crop top and light blue ripped skinny jeans
“Do you have a strapless bra in there?” Allison asked Amber while pointing at the bra/panties bag with her free hand.
“Ooh yeah!” Amber said, then ran over to the bag on my bed and rummaged through it and picked out a white strapless bra.
“Here! Take that bra and your trousers off and put on these.” Allison said as she snatched the strapless bra out of Amber’s hands and placed the clothes in my hands.
“But how do I...” I started before Amber quickly ran behind me and undid the clasp of the bra I was wearing.
Nervously I took the bra off while being anxious about my newly realised breasts and placed it on the nearby chair. I then proceeded to take off my black skinny jeans and kicked them aside. I now stood fully naked, except for the bandages covering my crotch that is. Allison came up behind me and helped me put on the strapless bra. It felt a bit weird but it still seems to support my breasts, I then slightly reluctantly walked over to the bag and picked out a pair of white panties. I then slowly stepped into them and gently pulled them up my legs, slightly relishing in the silky feeling of them moving up my legs. After they were in place I took the skinny jeans that Allison gave me and put them on feeling the familiar feeling of comfortable tightness around my legs, I then quickly popped the buttons into place. Next I pulled the white crop top over my head and put my arms through the half sleeve things, I pulled it over my breasts and into place.
Seemingly satisfied with how I look, Allison pulled me into our shared bathroom and opened part of the mirror cupboard. She then took out some of her makeup supplies.
“Really do we have to?” I asked Allison, pleading with my eyes.
“Yes we have to. You’re going to have to wear makeup at one point so you might as well get it over with.” She said sternly as she continued readying the makeup.
“Oh I can’t wait!” Amber practically squealed excitedly.
Allison asked me to close my eyes and I felt her put some stuff in different places over my face. A few minutes later she asked me to open my eyes and turned me to face the mirror.
“Oh My God!” I said. I couldn’t believe it! Instead of seeing a slightly feminine 14 year old boy, I now look like a super cute 16 year old girl hottie! I looked at my face. I had bright green eyes, a cute button nose with a few freckles surrounding it. My lips are slightly pouty and look just like both Allison’s and Mom’s lips. My eyebrows, which looked slightly unkempt before, were while still thick, now shaped, slightly arched and very feminine. My cheeks were slightly rosy and with my small chin and high cheekbones I looked 100% like a girl. A very hot girl.
I looked down my body, seeing my now very evident boobs, enhanced by the bra and crop top. Looking further down I saw my super thin, slightly toned waist, with a slight six pack coming through leading on to my very wide hips and round almost completely bubble butt, which has been enhanced by my skinny jeans. All I need now is a pair of shoes and the outfit would be complete.
“What the fuck?! How the hell do I look this good?” I asked with astonishment.
“Genetics little sis. And my awesome makeup skills of course...” Allison said proudly.
“Wow I look almost like Mom, but like a really young Mom. Freaky...” I said, completely shocked at the resemblance.
“OMG! You could almost be twins you two!” Amber said while looking back and forth between me and Allison.
“Yeah. Wow! We really do look similar! It’s almost uncanny. The only real differences are the eyes which are green like Mom’s, her freckles are in different places, Ciri has a slightly smaller nose and she has slightly darker brown hair. While I have brown eyes and I have blonde highlights in my hair. Other than that we look like we could be twins, well in the face at least. My body is obviously more developed than her’s.” Allison said while studying both of our faces in the mirror.
“And wow! Do you look cute! That outfit is amazing!” Amber exclaimed happily.
“...Thanks.” I said, blushing.
“Yeah it is! That’s why you are totally wearing that outfit tomorrow when we all go shopping!” Allison declared.
“Wait wha...”
The Blossoming of Ciri
Chapter 5- The Shopping Spree
“Hi my full name is Alex Damion Marteau and I’m. Well currently I’am 18 but in this story I will be telling you about when my life got turned upside down and changed both me and my family forever...” Chapter 5...
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“What the fuck?! How the hell do I look this good?” I asked with astonishment.
“Genetics little sis. And my awesome makeup skills of course...” Allison said proudly.
“Wow I look almost like Mom, but like a really young Mom. Freaky...” I said, completely shocked at the resemblance.
“OMG! You could almost be twins you two!” Amber said while looking back and forth between me and Allison.
“Yeah. Wow! We really do look similar! It’s almost uncanny. The only real differences are the eyes which are green like Mom’s, her freckles are in different places, Ciri has a slightly smaller nose and she has slightly darker brown hair. While I have brown eyes and I have blonde highlights in my hair. Other than that we look like we could be twins, well in the face at least. My body is obviously more developed than her’s.” Allison said while studying both of our faces in the mirror.
“And wow! Do you look cute! That outfit is amazing!” Amber exclaimed happily.
“...Thanks.” I said, blushing.
“Yeah it is! That’s why you are totally wearing that outfit tomorrow when we all go shopping!” Allison declared.
***
“Wait wha...” I said bewildered.
“Oh yeah she totally should!” Amber blared out with excitement.
“Uh,uh. No way in hell am I wearing this tomorrow!” I shouted adamantly.
“Um yeah you are!” Allison bounced back at me before taking on a serious tone. “I know it might feel like we are making you go through all of this on overdrive. And that you want to slow down, and take things at your own pace, but. Honestly? We don’t have time for that. You will need to go back to school in a weeks time, and if you want to definitely make sure that no one knows who you are, or more accurately, who you used to be. We need to get you acting, looking and preferably thinking like a girl as soon as possible. So like it or not you are wearing this outfit! Or would you prefer a dress instead?” Allison finished with a smirk on her face.
“...Okay. I’ll wear this...” I answered meekly, silently seething angrily at the truth that Allison just revealed.
“Hey at least she let you have pants. If it was up to me to choose, I probably would have given you a dress. Or something with a skirt.” Amber said honestly.
“Plus I saw how you were earlier. Wearing all of that black clothing on a day like today? I’m surprised that you didn’t burst into flames! And tomorrow is supposed to be even hotter.” Allison added.
“Fine. Fine. I already said I would okay? Now can I get changed please?” I asked angrily, starting to get annoyed and increasingly anxious at what I was wearing.
“Okay... jeez. Here!” Allison said frustratedly while chucking me a pair of leggings and a workout top that she seemingly pulled out of nowhere.
“Really?” I asked with slight distain in my voice as I looked down at the very feminine clothing that she handed me.
“Just put it on and stop fucking fussing already!” Allison snapped at me, starting to get really annoyed herself.
“Woah! Woah! Everyone calm down!” Amber said suddenly while stepping between me and Allison and blocking both of us with her arms.
Me and Allison both suddenly realised what we were doing and we both stepped away from each other. As I stepped back I noticed just how tense I was and a moment ago I felt like ripping someone’s, preferably Allison’s, head off. What the hell is going on with me? I could see that Allison had a similar thought by looking at her face but she didn’t look surprised.
“Oh My God! I’m so sorry!” I said with tears welling up as I pushed past Amber and gave Allison a huge hug.
“I’m sorry too. I really shouldn’t have snapped like that.” Allison said as she returned the hug.
We both stood there for a minute in each other’s embrace, with silent tears running down both of our faces.
“I’m sorry if I was pushing you too hard.” Allison started. “If you want to wear trackies or something I won’t stop you.” She finished while taking a step back.
“No, no. It’s fine I don’t mind. I don’t know what came over me, I just felt so angry all of a sudden. And all of my frustration from this whole past week had just fuelled that anger.” I said as I wiped my eyes, confused at what just happened.
“Okay... Yep. It’s official. You two are definitely on your periods.” Amber said as she looked back and forth between me and Allison completely dumbstruck before continuing.
“That was probably one of the weirdest period reactions I have ever seen before. And I know a girl who usually cries almost nonstop at the most stupid things, like the shape of a random rock that somehow looks like a dead puppy or something when she is on her period. And then there is this other girl I know who likes to continuously eats a fuck ton of ice cream and drinks lemon juice when it’s her time of the month. As for you guys? You went from being perfectly fine to suddenly wanting to tear each other apart to then hugging and bawling your eyes out in a matter of moments.” Amber said stupefied.
“Okay. We’re weird but not that weird! The other two though? Yeah no arguments from me.” Allison said while drying her eyes.
“Is this what it’s going to be like from now on every time I’m on my period?” I asked worriedly.
“Probably.” Amber answered.
“Great...” I said as I took off my top.
“It’s not that bad. You will get used to it over time.” Allison said with a shrug.
“I hope so...” I said as I continued to get undressed.
I pulled my jeans down and placed both the crop top and the jeans on top of a nearby chair. I then pulled on the workout top which felt really soft and cool. I then put the leggings on and pulled them up... wow these things are comfortable! Holy shit. I am totally going to be wearing leggings a lot from now on.
“Ok I don’t know why I was complaining a minute ago. These leggings are super comfy, honestly I wish you got me to wear these sooner.” I said happily as I adjusted my bra.
“Well I’m glad that you like them. Now you know why I wear them all of the time! I will make sure to add several pairs of leggings to the list for when we go shopping tomorrow.” Allison said while pulling me back in for another hug.
After me and Allison had completely calmed down from our sudden... moment. I decided to put my new underwear away. I opened my pants draw and picked up all of my old boxers and chucked them across my room to the door. I’m pretty sure I won’t need those anymore. I then proceeded to put the bra’s and panties in the same draw for now. While I closed my drawer I suddenly decided that I should do a little clean out of my wardrobe while I’m at it. Amber and Allison must have picked up on what I was going to do as they followed me into my massive walk in wardrobe, both me and Allison both have one which I forgot to mention earlier.
Next thing you know, we were all pulling clothes off racks, hangers and out of drawers and chucking them out of the wardrobe. We debated on some items and others we just chucked like it was obvious that it wouldn’t work. In the end we ended up chucking out about 90% of my jeans/trousers, except for the few girly jeans that I already had due to Amber sneakily buying them and placing them in my wardrobe. Honestly in the past I was completely oblivious when I wore them but now I can obviously see that all the jeans she got me were in fact tailored for girls.
As for my t-shirts, what happened to them was completely the opposite of the jeans/trousers. We kept almost all of them except for a few that were outgrown or ‘way too boyish’ like Amber would say. Same with my hoodies, kept most of them except the ones that were too small or wouldn’t work. I had next to no hats, as I’m definitely not a hat guy... or girl I guess now. So the, like two hats I had, we kept for ‘just in case’. I had only five pairs of shoes currently, which both Amber and Allison said would definitely change as of tomorrow. We only chucked out the one pair of shoes, they were a pair of semi-fancy dress shoes that I only worn once before, to a wedding a year ago and haven’t touched since. The rest of my shoes were a couple pairs of vans and a couple of trainers that I wore when working out.
When we were finished with everything I looked outside of my, now significantly more empty, wardrobe at the massive amount of clothes that were now piled by the door. Satisfied with our work we pulled some spare boxes from out of the attic and filled them with my old boy clothes. Except for my old undies, we chucked those away obvs. Once we were finished we labeled them as Alex’s old clothes and shoved them into the old clothes section of the attic.
The rest of the day was pretty uneventful. Me, Allison and Amber all hung out in the massive sitting room, they ‘forced’ me to watch a few chick flicks with them to help with acting and thinking like a girl, and corrected me on certain things like fiddling with my hair properly, (which I didn’t even know was a thing), sitting like a girl, which I already was doing most of the time anyway. And finally using the correct gestures and expressions etc. I really enjoyed the movies, when I wasn’t practicing to act like a girl that is. I have always been into romance stories so they didn’t technically ‘force’ me to watch them.
After dinner, which Amber stayed for, I bid farewell to Amber as she needed to get home, and not too long afterwards I went to bed as well, because I was bushed. As I was getting ready for bed I thought about dinner, it was a really good supper, we had my Mom’s homemade cottage pie with peas and carrots. Mom and Dad both noticed that I was wearing obviously female clothes but neither of them cared about that. I’m really lucky to have parents who are really open and accepting. They are both big supporters of the LGBTQ community, unlike some others in our neighbourhood like the Donovan’s.
Ugh, the Donovan’s... they are horrible people, they’re the stereotypically rich white bad guy trash that always pop up in stories like mine. There is always this one person or family that are the bane of everyone’s lives and the Donovan’s are no exception. Like us they are rich, but unlike us they flaunt it around like they are better than everyone else. They are very openly racist homophobic bible-thumpers who hate anyone who isn’t white, Christian, rich and ‘normal’.
I once saw a black kid who was just casually walking past their house, when suddenly both Mr and Mrs Donovan burst out of their house screaming at him claiming that he walked on their lawn when really he was nowhere near it. They then proceeded to belittle him and call him such offensive racist names that I dare not repeat them. They then started to rip into him because he happened to be wearing a pink hoodie, calling him all sorts of things like “faggot” and I think I heard “twinkie sissy fuck slut” in there as well. Then they proceeded to shove the word of God down his throat declaring that since he was going to hell anyway that he should do the world a favour and kill himself so that at least there was one less of his ‘kind’ in the world.
That was when my Dad intervened and got into a massive verbal fight with them. It finally ended when my Dad threatened to call the cops on them for disturbance charges and other things. He then proceeded to invite the kid back to our house while he went to go talk to his parents about what happened. I learned that the kid was called Jeramy and that he and his parents moved in a week ago a few houses down. Although after the incident they moved away a few days later, I heard that they tried to sue the Donovan’s, but even with my Dad as a witness the Donovan’s somehow won. My parents think that they paid off the judge but couldn’t prove it.
While Mr and Mrs Donovan are horrible people their children are another story. They have three kids, the eldest who is a 18 year old girl called Cindy is not very different from her parents, she is a completely spoiled bratty bitch who is just as bigoted, racist and homophobic as her parents. Then there is Jake Donovan who is the same age as Allison, 16, he is actually a relatively nice guy, a bit full of himself but is still 100% times better than his parents and older sister. Word around school is that all of the girls find him very attractive. And then finally there is Abigail, she is considered the black sheep of the family, she is the same age as me and is also a very quiet person and quite the outcast like me. We both have a few of the same classes and although she is a really nice person and we talk to each other occasionally, we never got past the friendly acquaintance stage, she tended to prefer staying in the corner and keeping to herself most of the time. I always felt really bad for her because she was always bullied by the rest of her family. Anyway I digress, I’m starting to get carried away again, back to the story.
As I was saying my parents are big supporters of the LGBTQ community so they are like super cool with everything and everyone, except bigots like the Donovan’s of course... as I finished getting dressed into my pj’s I continued to think about dinner. The strangest thing happened during dinner, this was the first time that the twins have seen me since the accident. Mom and Dad didn’t really tell them what happened other than I was in the hospital but I was alright, so when we all sat at the table Jasmine and Jack just ate like they usually did until Jasmine saw what I was wearing. She had a really confused look on her face, but instead of saying anything she shrugged and smiled at me happily before continuing to eat, Jack didn’t notice anything about me until after dinner when we all left the table but he too didn’t say anything.
There is something you should know about the twins, they are very curious and inquisitive kids and ask about things like clothing trends, why people do the things that they do, how the world works, and pretty much every other subject under the sun, all of the time. Once they even asked our Dad to explain quantum physics to them, which left all of us gobsmacked, as we were surprised that a couple of six year olds could even know what quantum physics are. So for them to notice me but say nothing was really freaking me out.
As I lay in bed pondering this I suddenly realised that I really needed the bathroom. So I quickly jumped out of bed and ran to the toilet and proceeded to take my bandages off. After I had finished doing my business I washed my hands and then put another pad and a pair of panties and went back to bed, I fell asleep quickly after that.
***
“Ciri...”
...zzz...
“Ciri?..”
...mmmhh...
“Ciri!”
“Ahhhhhhh!!!” I screamed out loud. I looked up angrily at Allison who had given up trying to wake me up gently and had decided instead to jump on top of me.
“Oh good you’re awake.” Allison laughed. She had a big smirk on her face.
“Allison! You know I hate it when you do that!” I shouted as I hit her with a pillow repeatedly.
“Okay! Okay! I will get off!” She laughed as she semi-blocked my attempts to smack her with my pillow.
“Why can’t you ever just, gently shake me awake, like a normal person would?” I asked with a sigh.
“Because it’s not as fun! Obviously.” She laughed before continuing. “By the way, that was a really nice, loud girly scream that you just let out a moment ago!” She continued to laugh. She stopped suddenly though, as I had thrown my pillow in her face.
“Ha! Serves you right!” I said as I started to giggle as well.
“Okay! Okay! I did kind of deserve that. But seriously, get a move on now. We need to leave in just over an hour.” She said as she started to back up out of my room and into the bathroom.
“Fine. I’m going.” I replied.
After Allison entered her room, I jumped out of bed, grabbed my towel and quickly ran into the bathroom. I then hopped into the shower and quickly washed my hair, then followed by conditioning it and letting the conditioner soak in for a bit, while I washed the rest of my body. After that, I rinsed my hair off and jumped back out of the shower, wrapped the towel around my waist and started back towards my room. But just before I opened the door to the hallway part of the bathroom I remembered that I was a girl now, so I re-wrapped my towel around my chest. Satisfied, I got back to my room and quickly got dressed into the outfit that Allison gave me yesterday.
After I was completely dressed I grabbed my white vans and put them by my door so that I can put them on when we’re ready to go. Then suddenly my bathroom door opened and Allison walked through. She then walked over to me and grabbed me by the hand and dragged me into the bathroom with her. She then proceeded to do my hair and makeup while showing me how to do it so that I could fix up my look if I needed to. After that I plopped on my shoes and Allison practically marched me downstairs.
We had a very quick breakfast, like inhaled our cereal, and ran out of the door. Amber just jogged up to us and gave us all a quick hug before we all jumped into the family car and then we were off.
Next thing you know and we’re at the mall... yay... this was going to be a long day. Allison and Amber burst out of the car at a million miles per hour as they dragged me along with them, (imagine it like those cartoons that have a character just in the middle of the air as they are being dragged along by whatever’s pulling them.) Mom had to run to catch up as we were now at the mall entrance. So we waited for her before we entered.
“Ok it’s now 8:30 am. That means that it has been half an hour since the mall has opened. So unfortunately that means we only have fifteen and a half hours to do everything.” Allison said slightly sadly.
“Unfortunately?!?” I asked shocked.
“Yeah well considering how much we need to get done today, I hope that it all gets done in time.” Allison explained.
“Ugh! Can we at least get lunch this time? Last time we had a shopping spree you guys didn’t stop ALL DAY!” I pleaded.
“Oh yeah. Don’t worry, we will make sure to get lunch. The only reason we didn’t last time was because we had a massive birthday dinner when we got back.” Allison said reassuringly.
“Okay girls let’s get our shopping faces on! And get, READY, TO, SPREE!!!” Amber shouted out dramatically.
“Really?” I asked.
“Sorry...” Amber mumbled meekly.
“Anyway. Let’s go.” Mom said as she started to walk into the mall.
After we all got into the mall Allison pulled out her phone and went through the list that she made for me. Our first stop would be non other than Victoria’s Secret, honestly we didn’t particularly need any more bras for me as we had a fuck ton of old ones at home, but we did still need panties so we got like a couple dozen. While we were there we also went to their sport section and bought like 10 pairs of leggings, a few of their hoodies, several million variations of crop tops, a few more leggings and finally several bikinis. We made a quick pit stop where we got several sleepwear items, (mainly pj’s), and to my great discomfort a couple of babydoll nighties, for “in case I bring someone special home...” (edit puking noise into here)
After we finally checked out of VS we headed to... you guessed it Forever 21... typical. That whole shop was just a complete blur of clothes. I tried on, I have no idea how many clothes. There were shirts, blouses, crop tops, tank tops, jackets, jeans, other various trousers, skirts, dresses, shorts, shoes, the list just goes on and on. We ended up carrying massive piles of clothes to the counter, I saw a girl about our age just gawk at us as we carried them. She looked ‘slightly’ jealous.
As soon as Forever 21 was over we hit Vans next, this was one of my favourite shops that we went into that day. Although we weren’t in there very long, as soon as my feet were measured, turns out I’m a woman’s size 6 in shoes, we picked out several pairs, bought them, and left. We then headed to Superdry, another of one of my favourite stores, we stayed in there for quite a while.
We bought several hoodies, jackets, a couple coats, several shirts, some sporty shirts, more leggings, (what can I say? I really love leggings now), some... dresses? I didn’t even know that Superdry did dresses before now. We also got a few pairs of sporty shorts and several tracky bottoms.
After that we hit Macy’s and got pretty much a bit of everything again. By the time we left Macy’s though we had so many bags that we could barely walk anymore so we decided to take what we have so far back to the car. It was a struggle but we managed to get back and put everything in the car. I personally wanted to leave then and there but knowing Allison, Amber and even Mom, we were nowhere near finished. Fortunately though we did take a break, considering how it was lunch now.
“Wait it’s already one?” I asked as I munched on my cheeseburger.
“Yeah. I guess time flies when you’re having fun right?” Amber asked laughing.
“I can’t believe I’m saying this. But honestly? So far I’m really enjoying this, I never realised trying on cute outfits would be so fun.” I admitted.
“See? I said it before and I will say it again. Don’t knock it till you’ve tried it!” Amber said with a knowing and satisfied look on her face.
“Anyway what’s next on your infinite shopping list?” I asked Allison.
“Let’s see...” Allison said as she pulled her phone out of her pocket before continuing. “Ah! Of course. We have an appointment booked in for you in 20 mins at John and Prudence.” She finished happily.
“Wait why are we going to the salon?” I asked curiously.
“Girl! To get your hair done, duh!” Allison said as she stared at me like I was an idiot.
“What why?” I asked defensively. I was very protective of my hair.
“Well while your hair is really lovely, it could look a ton better with just a little tidy up and a bit of styling. Plus you have quite a few split-ends. Amber explained.
“No I do not!” I shouted, outraged at her comment as I I took a handful of my hair and examined it closely. “Oh... Okay. Maybe I do have a few...” I admitted after closer inspection.
“Plus a feminine hairstyle will totally sell you completely as a girl.” Allison added.
“They’re right sweetheart.” Mom jumped in.
“Okay. I guess a touch up couldn’t hurt.” I said, giving in.
“Great! While we’re at it we can get your ears pierced too.” Allison said excitedly.
“Okay.” I said nonchalantly.
“Wait really? I was expecting more resistance with that suggestion.” Allison said surprised.
“Well honestly 99% of girls I know have their ears pierced, so it would look slightly off if I didn’t have them pierced. Plus I always toyed with the idea of having piercings.” I explained.
“Well in that case we should get your tongue pierced as well. That would definitely make you come across as a girl.” Allison said while just managing to keep a straight face.
“Um okay?” I said unsure.
“Yeah...” Amber said as she stifled a giggle before continuing. “If you got a tongue piercing it would totally help you pass as a girl. Plus if you ever got a boyfriend you would be able to give amazing blowjobs.” She finished while barely containing her laughter.
“What? Eww no.” I said disgusted.
“Or a girlfriend.” Allison butted in. “I bet it would feel great to get licked by a tongue with a piercing.” She finished, almost bursting at the seams.
“Well I... Hmm. I guess if you think it will help, I guess I could get one.” I said still a bit unsure.
“Okay girls. That’s enough. Stop messing with her.” Mom interceded.
Both Allison and Amber both burst out laughing while I just sat there confused.
“Sorry, sorry! It was just too difficult to resist. The best part was that we practically managed to convince you!” Allison laughed out.
“Wow Cirilla, you are so gullible sometimes!” Amber said still laughing.
“I don’t understand.” I said visibly confused.
“We were just messing with you!” Amber said still laughing.
“Yeah don’t worry we weren’t really going to make you get a tongue piercing. It was just a little prank to see if you would say yes to our every suggestion.” Allison explained with a giggle.
“Wait how long have you been doing that?” I asked shocked.
“Not long, me and Allison made a bet earlier to see how many piercings we could make you get. I betted that we would be able to convince you to get your ears, and navel pierced. While Allison betted that we could get your tongue pierced as well. It seems we both lost, but I don’t care.” Amber explained enthusiastically.
“Yeah. We weren’t originally going to make you get your ears pierced, but you made a good argument about all the girls your age already having their ears pierced, so why not?” Allison added.
“Oh. Okay. Well I guess you’ve had your fun then! I will admit if it was someone else who was going through this and not me, I probably would have tried to prank them at least once as well.” I reasoned.
“Yeah exactly! See this is one of the reasons why we’re friends. We can throw banter and pranks around and still be besties.” Amber said happily.
“Just know that I will be getting both of you back... and you will never see me coming...” I said menacingly.
“Uh oh. You girls better watch out, you’ve woken the beast now!” Mom said jokingly.
“Yeah maybe we shouldn’t have done that...” Allison said, suddenly regretting her little joke now.
“In any case. You wouldn’t have been able to get those other piercings anyway, your school does have a strict policy on piercings.” Mom said suddenly, changing the subject.
“Yeah what’s up with that? Our school is like super lenient on everything. But for some reason there are these stupid little rules that are like super strict about the most random things. Like that one on coats, where you can’t wear them indoors at all. You can wear anything else, like hoodies, jackets, jumpers, whatever. But if it has a plasticky, waterproof look to it, then you have to take it off. It’s things like that, that I really don’t get.” Amber said, starting to slightly rant off.
“Or that one about toenail polish.” Allison said while pointing at her feet before continuing. “You can have painted nails on your hands, you can even wear shit like flip flops and high heels around school if you want to, but if you have nail polish on your toenails? Nope. Nada. Instant detention. And god help you if you are caught by Vice-Principle Rickshaw.” Allison finished with a shudder.
“Ugh. Strict Rick. What an asshole. I remember how he once gave detention to this guy just because he didn’t take his waterproof coat off quick enough when he entered the building. Even though there was a storm going on outside.” I said bitterly.
“That’s not even the worst of it.” Amber started slowly, taking a deep breath before continuing. “There is another name that he is called by. Which only the girls call him. Creepshaw. He is the most sexist pervert ever. If you get caught breaking the rules and you’re a guy, you still get punished but it’s way more lenient. If you’re a girl though? He cracks down super hard on you, I heard that this one time he caught this girl breaking one of his stupid rules. And gave her a week of detentions, in which he oversaw, and apparently for the whole time he just stared at her like a piece of meat.” Amber said disgusted.
“Oh I heard about that. Although I heard that she was told to write lines on the board until her arms gave way from exhaustion. And while she was doing that, Creepshaw stood behind her breathing down her neck and groping her ass.” Allison said while visibly shuddering.
“I also heard that this one time, a few years ago, he apparently berated this one random tomboy who did like nothing wrong. He apparently dragged her into his office and shouted at her for not dressing like a ‘normal’ girl for like an hour, and when he finally finished and she left his office, she apparently just ran off home crying her eyes out. No one knows what happened to her though.” Amber said angrily.
Mom and Allison gave each other a sad knowing look between them. Amber didn’t pick up on it, but I did.
“You know what happened don’t you?” I asked them both.
Allison paused unsure for a moment but then nodded sadly in admission. “Yes we do...” she paused sadly for another moment before continuing. “The tomboy’s name was Beverly. She was one of my friends. And she wasn’t just a tomboy, she was transgender. She was very depressed with herself and her body and wanted to transition to a boy. So she dressed up like a guy almost all of the time. But one day, she came in more depressed than usual and Vice-Principal Rickshaw came across her. I’m not sure exactly what happened but I think he realised that she was a girl and literally dragged her into his office. He then berated her for over an hour until she finally burst out of the office crying her eyes out. I tried calling after her but she completely ignored me and ran off home. And then the next day when I came into school I heard that she... she... she killed herself.” Allison burst out crying, so I got up and ran over to her and hugged her.
“What the fuck!” Amber shouted loudly, good thing there were no other people around us currently. “Why the fuck wasn’t Rickshaw fired?” She asked furiously.
“Beverly’s parents tried to.” Mom spoke up, as Allison was still heavily crying. “They tried to get him fired and to sue him as well. But he never did get the sack and the lawsuit never went through. Apparently he got away with it because Beverly was medically declared depressed and suicidal and was on medication for it. And Rickshaw got plausible deniability for it, as he apparently didn’t realise that she was suicidal and that she was only told off because she broke the school rules and was wearing a coat, which she wasn’t, according to Allison here, and that she just randomly blew up crying and ran off.” She explained, with a look that was somewhere between anger and sadness.
“So that asshole caused a girl to commit suicide and he got away with it?!?! Wow okay, I hated him before, but now? I want to shove a sword up his sexist ass.” Amber said with so much venomous hatred that it was dripping out of her mouth.
“Well at least Principle Lepton keeps him in check, otherwise he would pretty much run the school.” I said, still hugging a crying Allison.
“Yeah...’sniff’... at least we have Principle Lepton. She is one of the most nicest people in the world. She really had a go at Rickshaw, she couldn’t fire him but she could make his life a living hell. He’s still a sexist perverted pig, but at least he is a lot better than he used to be.”
“How come I never heard of this story before now?” I asked curiously.
“You were too young honey. We didn’t want to concern you, plus you had your own problems going on at your old school. I just wish we realised before it was too late.” Mom said annoyed, obviously disappointed with herself.
“Yeah me too...” I said sadly.
We continued to eat the rest of our meals in bitter silence. Afterwards on the way to the salon, everyone started to perk up again, as if the further we walked away from the table, the more everyone shrugged off depressing thoughts and started to get excited about the shopping spree again.
As soon as we arrived at John and Prudence, the best and most popular salon in the area, everyone had completely cheered up again. Well except for me, I was still really nervous about getting my hair styled. Worried that they would chop it all off, or mess up somehow. Which may sound slightly ridiculous, but I’ve been really protective of my hair ever since Amber persuaded me to keep it long.
As soon as we entered we were greeted by the receptionist. Mom greeted her back and announced that we had arrived for my appointment. As soon as that was done I was sent to a salon chair where both John and Prudence came and greeted me.
“Well hello there, who do we have here then?” Prudence asked me curiously. While John set up something behind me.
“Prudence! So great to see you!” Mom said as she wandered over to me.
“Angela? My goodness, I didn’t see you there.” Prudence said with a happy surprised look on her face.
Mom and Prudence hugged each other happily. If you are wondering how they know each other, well wonder no further. Mom, Prudence and John all went to college together, John and Prudence studied Hair and Beauty, and Mom studied Business, but was originally studying Hair and Beauty before she switched Majors, they all met while studying together and became best friends and remained that way even after Mom switched to a different course. After college John and Prudence got married and opened this here salon, while Mom went to work at that Carpet and Curtain store that I mentioned earlier in the story.
After they finished hugging, Mom went and hugged John as well.
“Hello you two! How have you both been?” Mom asked curiously.
“Good as you can see, we’re a bit slow today, but the business is booming.” John said happily.
“What about you? How’s the family?” Prudence asked kindly.
“Ah good. We had a bit of a scare recently, but everything turned out alright in the end.” Mom said nonchalantly.
“Oh yes! I heard something about that. It was Alex wasn’t it? He got into some sort of accident or something? How is he?” Prudence asked with a worried look on her face.
“Heh. Well yes Alex did, have an accident. As to how he is? Well you could ask her, she is sitting right there.” Mom said with nervous excitement.
“Hmm?” Prudence said as she looked at me for a second before realisation dawned on her face. “Oh! Oh my god! Alex? Is that really you?” She asked with a dumbfounded look on her face.
“What... what happened?” John asked with complete shock on his face as well.
I then took the next few minutes explaining the events of the past week to them as they stared in disbelief, astonishment and then finally content.
“Wow, so you go by Ciri now then?” Prudence asked, astonished.
I nodded yes.
“Well, you’ve been through quite a lot this week. Don’t worry, once we’re done with you, you will be the most beautiful girl in the world. No one will recognise you, I promise.” John said reassuringly.
I felt a bit relieved after he said that, and my nervousness that I felt earlier evaporated.
“Let’s get started then.” Prudence stated energetically.
And get started they did. The whole process lasted a couple of hours, John worked on my hair, trimming the spilt ends off, snipping here and there while Prudence worked on my nails, filing them, buffing them, and painting them in a pale pink colour, then did the same with my toenails. Afterwards when they both had finished, John started fiddling with my hair, no longer trimming it but shaping it, moving it around, brushing and straightening it, twisting it this way and that. Honestly I had no idea what he was up to. Prudence, meanwhile was applying makeup to my face, explaining what she was doing to me as she went. She probably thought that I should learn how to apply makeup, and she was right, I really needed to start to learn about it. When she finished with the applying of my makeup, she tapped all of my nails gently, testing if they were completely dry yet, they were, so she started to carefully apply another layer of nail polish but this time it was the clear stuff.
John when finished with my hair asked me about piercings. I told him of the little prank that Allison and Amber tried to pull earlier, he laughed at that, claiming that if I really wanted he could give me a tongue piercing but he didn’t recommend it due to school, I agreed. So after a little bit of a discussion I decided to get 2 in each ear, so 4 piercings in total. The first one he did hurt slightly but afterwards was fine, I barely felt the other three. As soon as it had started it had already finished, and that was that. I had pierced ears. He said to rotate them regularly and to not take them out for the next few weeks or I might get an infection.
When John finished he stood back to see his and Prudence’s good work. Satisfied with what he saw he turned me around so I could finally see what I look like. ...error...error... does not compute. Warning! Hotness overload! Repeat. Hotness overload! ...Rebooting...
Holy mother of god, my goddess above, my lord of time and space, WHATEVER! ...I, I, I’m beautiful! This was beyond what I thought was possible. My face was angelic, like I might need to cover my face to stop people becoming blind by sight of my beauty. Okay I might be slightly overreacting. But not really. This might just sound incredibly vain of me but I am the hottest, cutest, teenage girl I have ever seen... EVER! My hair had been trimmed and styled to fit my face perfectly, it bounced and fell into waves and waves of dark brown hair that cascaded down my body, my makeup, while pretty good earlier, was now fucking flawless, I am definitely going to learn how to put on makeup to the best of my ability now, I wanted to look like this everyday for the rest of my life. Surprisingly there wasn’t actually that much makeup on me. But what was there emphasised my natural beauty, my deep green eyes almost glowing from the smoky darkness of my eye makeup, my high cheekbones pointing out my obvious femininity, my eyebrows, were now professionally shaped into thick high arches. All in all I had a slightly emo look to me, but if fit me perfectly. I felt... complete.
“So what do you think?” John and Prudence said at the same time, they must do that whenever they have finished working on someone.
“What do I think? WHAT DO I THINK?!? I THINK I’M FUCKING GORGEOUS!!! You guys work miracles! Da fuck? How do I look this good? I mean I thought I looked good before, you know passible. But this look knocks my previous look way out of proportion. I’m, I’m, Oh My God thank you sooooo much!” I said, completely blown away at how I look. OMG, I felt so happy I could cry.
“And that’s why I always use waterproof makeup.” Prudence said knowledgeably.
“Huh?” I said to Prudence, confused until I saw myself again in the mirror. Whoops! Okay, never mind, I’m so happy that I am crying.
“Here dear.” Prudence said while gently dabbing my eyes, making sure not to damage her hard work.
“Thank you guys so much! This is the best day of my life!” I said, radiating with pure happiness.
“You are very much welcome!” Prudence said happily.
“I told you you would be the most beautiful girl in the world when you left here, and I was right.” John said proudly.
I hugged them both tightly for a moment before Prudence started talking again.
“Okay, are you ready to go show the Marteau’s and friend the new you?” Prudence asked quietly.
“Hell yeah I’m ready!” I said excitedly.
We walked over to the front of the store, we were previously behind a corner before as to give people a bit more privacy from the outside world. As I approached, Mom looked at me and smiled happily, while Amber and Allison just stared at me with their jaws hitting the floor, is that a crack? I approached them with a nervous smile on my face.
“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my GOD! You look so cute!!!” Amber said, squealing so loudly that it hurt my ears.
“Wa? Wow! Ciri! You look amazing! Like I’m totally jealous right now. And your hair! ‘Gasps’ Oh my god! It’s to die for!” Allison exclaimed with amazed jealousy.
“Holy shit, I think that I may have just become gay... you look so unbelievably good! Wow you really were too pretty for a boy! Oh jeez... every boy and half the girls in school is going to be on you like flies on crap.” Amber said while staring at me with a weird mixture of astonishment, worry and, horniness?
“Do you really think I’m pretty?” I asked softly.
“Seriously? Ciri, a blind man could see how pretty you are! And that voice, oh god. I need to stop looking at you. You are actually turning me into a lesbian, and I’m completely straight!” Amber said with a slight quiver in her voice as she turned to look away from me.
“Really? I know I look good, but not that good.” I asked slightly mockingly.
“Honey. I’m going to be completely honest here. The way you look now? When you’re older you are going to be prettier than I was.” Mom said honestly.
“I hate to agree with Mom but. If I’m being honest as well, I think that you will end up even prettier than me as well. Hell! You already do!” Allison admitted.
“I... Thank you. It’s so nice to hear all of this...” I said while my eyes started to tear up, and I started to sniffle.
We all hugged for a moment while I did my best to hold back tears. After we finished our little explosion of happy emotional hugging, we decided to carry on with the shopping trip. Mom tried to pay John and Prudence, but they insisted that it was on the house. That caused me to hug them again and thank them for what they did for me. After everything was done we left the salon. I would definitely be coming back here every time from now on.
The next shop we hit was Nordstrom. We got everything we even remotely liked there, and I mean everything. Hats, beanies, all kinds of shirts, skirts, dresses, jumpers, jackets, shoes, trousers, shorts, lots of different jewellery, handbags and accessories. Any type of clothing you can think of? We got it. We even bought Prada. We left there carrying a fuck ton of bags again. Almost the same amount as we were earlier, and they were made up from several different shops! We made a quick run back to the car and dumped everything again. The car was starting to get really full now. But we still went back for more stuff.
The next shop we went to was this super fancy jewellery shop, that is specifically tailored to really rich people and celebrities, the name of the shop escapes me. But in it was everything from cheap but pretty, plasticky bracelets and stuff, to diamonds, rubies and emeralds, embedded in 24 karat pure gold and platinum. This was probably one of the more memorable shops from the trip. What can I say? I like shiny things. I’m probably a dragon who has been reincarnated as a human... maybe. Anyway, we browsed around for a bit and eventually bought a fuck ton of items again. Some crappy plasticky stuff, because it will be good for everyday accessorising, and some really expensive royal family shit, like diamond necklaces and earrings, pearls, a few bracelets made out of gold, silver and platinum. Etc. In a moment of weakness I bought a kind of crown/tiara which was made out of 24 karat gold, engraved with silver and inlaid with diamonds, some rubies, a few amethysts and a big chunk of... meteorite? Cool. Do you want to know how much it’s worth? Well let’s just say that there are many 9’s and there is a familiar quote from a certain president who has weird yellow hair that, may or may not be a very close number to the amount that it was. That’s all I’m saying.
After I secretly bought it, with Mom’s permission of course. I went over to a nearby mirror to put it on. Amber and Allison were both too busy to notice as they were also neck deep in jewellery on the other side of the room. With a level of excitement that I have never really felt before I carefully put on the crown/tiara thing. Oh wow! I look like a princess! A really pretty princess! Well a modern day princess but still.
All of a sudden the crown started to glow with a magical energy and then I was suddenly outside. Wait what!?! Where am I? How are there trees everywhere? And, is that a castle in the distance? Why the fuck are my clothes all medievally now? What the fuck just happened? OMG! It must be the crown! It must somehow be magical! I’m, in a different world or something! I can’t believe this is happening! I, I’m...
...Just kidding! I didn’t get magically transported to another world. I’m still here in the shop admiring myself in the mirror. I completely fooled you didn’t I? I have a very active imagination. I quickly but carefully took the crown/tiara off and put it back in it’s super secure box that it came in, and placed it into the shopping bag without Amber or Allison noticing. I’m going to surprise them later...
After browsing some more and buying a ton of rings, necklaces and bracelets. We very warily took our new bought treasures and stashed them in the car hiding them so no one could see them. After the events in the jeweller’s the rest of the day was a bit boring, we visited several more shops and bought. You guessed it, more clothes. Honestly, after today I could probably never shop for any more clothes ever again and still not be able to wear all of the different combinations of clothes that I got today in my lifetime. Or several.
When we eventually left, we had so many bags in the car that Amber had to literally sit on my lap. And we were in a 7-seater car! We left at 7:30 pm which was way earlier than Amber and Allison wanted. Honestly? I kinda wanted to stay longer as well but I was also bushed. Not to mention we couldn’t fit anymore bags in if we tried. So we headed home. On the way home Amber kept shifting around in my lap and playing with my hair, she would occasionally stare at me for long periods of time when she thought I wasn’t looking. I thought it was odd, but kind of nice in a way. A few times when she shifted around she rubbed up against me. If that was intentional or not I couldn’t tell you, but every time she did it sent tingles throughout my body and I started to get ahem, wet. In places... hopefully she didn’t notice because otherwise that would be awkward...
I was relieved when we finally got home, I quickly ran upstairs to go to the bathroom, did my business, changed my pad and washed my hands. Then I quickly ran to my bedroom and propped both my bedroom door open and my wardrobe door open. After that I ran back downstairs and me, Allison, Amber and Mom all put my new clothes away. Which took ages! Ugh. I was so relieved when we finished. I put my new valuables into my hidden safe. Which Dad got all of us to make sure that if our house was ever somehow broken into, we have really good security, no one would be able to steal any of our valuables. The safes are protected by biometric locks which are only accessible by the person that it belongs to and a 6 digit password which only we know. If the safe is attempted to be broken into, which is almost impossible to do so, it sets off an alarm that calls the police and the owner, if the safe itself is moved or stolen, which is also hard to do because it is really heavy, will be able to be found super easily because there is a tracker in it. So pretty much it is 101% safe. Anyway. After putting everything into my safe and popping the hidden wall closed I went downstairs to finally get some dinner.
Amber ate with us, the twins were mostly quiet, although Jasmine was constantly staring at me and declaring that I was super pretty and that I looked like a princess. (Jasmine has a slight obsession with princesses) Sounds a bit stereotypical I know, but she is a little girl. Funnily enough Jack is into princesses as well, but he tends to like warrior princesses and super heroines more than the typical frilly dress princesses that Jasmine’s into. Anyway. We had vegetarian sausages, mashed potato and cauliflower cheese for dinner. Which was pretty good, I’m more of a meat ma... woman myself but I don’t mind vegetarian meals every now and then.
After dinner, Amber went home with her spoils from the day, we didn’t just shop for myself. Allison and Mom took theirs to their rooms and I went to mine, I did my usual nighttime routine, very sadly wiped off my makeup, but not before taking a picture for future reference. Pulled on a pair of my new silky pyjamas. Which felt soooo good! And then finally, finally, collapsed into bed and passed out, with the happy memories of today drifting in and out of my psyche as I slept.
The Blossoming of Ciri
Chapter 6- The First Day Back, Part One
“Hi my full name is Alex Damion Marteau and I’m. Well currently I’am 18 but in this story I will be telling you about when my life got turned upside down and changed both me and my family forever...” Chapter 6...
“Urrrrgggggghhhhhh... I hate Monday’s...” I said out loud to myself as I moaned into my pillow.
This is the week that I return to school... yay. Fortunately everyone has prepared for this, I have already been registered into the school by Principal Lepton, who has very kindly allowed this ‘deception’ to happen. Apparently Alex had moved to a prestigious private school in England due to a decision to become better educated, to partially travel the world and to actually make some friends (ouch).
Amber will pretend that the only reason she hung out with the mostly unknown gay outcast loser was because she was friends with his sisters, which is true. She is really good friends with Allison despite the age difference and the other sister being Ciri (me). This is to insure that we have an alibi as to why we are friends.
I will pretend to be Alex’s fraternal twin sister who just moved from Alex’s/my old school (the one where I was bullied in as I mentioned at the beginning of this story) to this one because I didn’t like my old school. And hopefully no one will recognise me as Alex or think too much about the chances of having two pairs of twins in the same family. If people do realise that I’m Alex then I can just say that we look alike because I’m his twin sister. If that doesn’t work, then unless I show that I obviously have no penis, I’m pretty much fucked. Ahem, hopefully it won’t come to that.
The whole past week, since the shopping spree. Mom, Allison and Amber have been teaching me to the best of their abilities on how to look, act and even think like a girl, With their combined help, Google and a fuck ton of YouTube videos made by celebrities, random teenage girls and transgender people, I got pretty much all of this girl stuff down pat by now. My makeup skills are about average now, nowhere near the awesome levels of Prudence. But acceptable for a girl my age. Allison and Amber are obviously still better than me, they’ve had years, I’ve had just over a week. But I am a fast learner, so hopefully I will be at their skill level within a few weeks or so.
I have sitting like a girl down pat now too, it was pretty easy as I practically sat like a girl most of the time anyway according to Amber. I already knew how to mostly take care of my hair, but now I’m a master at it, if I do say so myself. According to evidence and a ton of girls, I’m really great with girls fashion so I’m good there. And finally, again according to Amber, I tend to act like a girl anyway and my actions tend to mostly be very feminine, that’s probably one of the reasons why so many people thought I was gay.
So all in all? I had acting like a girl down by about 90%. Some areas were still... rough. Like certain aspects of makeup and I do still think like a guy in some situations, but that’s to be expected.
I looked at my alarm clock groggily, “6:28? Hmm 2 minutes early...” I thought as I started to wake up, next thing I know, my alarm clock goes off. I slammed it like I usually do and got up. I shuffled quietly to the bathroom and grabbed my towels, Allison, who also hadn’t completely woken up yet was also shuffling quietly towards the showers, we both did our usual washes, you know, hair, pits, bits, whatever and got out of the shower at roughly the same time, we both wrapped towels around our hair and breasts and went back into our respective rooms, we then somehow ended up leaving our rooms at the same time wearing our dressing gowns and slippers, our hair still wrapped up in towels and we both wandered downstairs to the kitchen, I made my tea, she her coffee and took our respective hot morning drinks to our bedrooms. But not before I left a cup of tea out for Dad and she left enough coffee in the machine for Mum. Mum and Allison both like having coffees in the mornings and cups of tea during the afternoons, while me and Dad like to only drink tea, I might have a very sweet Latte on occasion but Dad hates coffee altogether.
When I got into my bedroom I opened up my wardrobe and browsed around for a minute pondering on what I should wear today. But before I could choose something, the doorbell rang. Knowing that Mom and Dad would probably be in the shower right now I decided to go and answer the door.
“Oh hello Amber. What are you doing here this early? And how on earth are you already ready for school?” I asked confused.
“I brought this over for you Ciri. I completely forgot I had it until this morning, I’m correct in assuming you haven’t chosen an outfit to wear today?” She asked rhetorically.
“Um no not yet, uh, hey!” I said as Amber just pushed past me and ran upstairs to my bedroom.
I ran up after her and after I had caught up she was rummaging in my closet for something.
“Where? Ah here!” She said happily as she chucked me a pair of white panties and a white push up bra.
Using my reflexes, I caught both of them before the hit me in the face.
“Hey watch where your throwing!” I said grumpily, I still hadn’t woken up fully yet.
“Oops sorry!” Amber said apologetically before starting to rummage again through my clothes.
“Ugh.” I said as I threw my hands in the air in frustration.
I walked off into the bathroom to have a pee, Allison was standing at the mirror drying her hair and brushing it in a random rhythm.
“Hey Ciri. What’s going on in there?” Allison asked curiously.
“Amber, came over, got outfit for me, rummaging in closet randomly.” I said roughly as I kinda pointed in the direction of my bedroom.
“Ah, still not fully awake?” She asked knowingly.
I just nodded yes.
“Okay. Just let me finish with my hair and I will go and see what Amber is up to.” She said as she started to pick up the pace with her brushing and drying.
I just nodded again and entered the main part of the the bathroom and headed towards the toilet, but before I could enter I spotted my panties and old pad on the floor, so I quickly wandered over to it and chucked my panties into the dirty laundry basket, but as I was about to chuck my pad into the bin I noticed something. There was no blood in the pad, it was slightly damp. Probably due to the steam in the room and the slightly wet floor, but no blood.
It suddenly dawned on me and suddenly awake I practically screamed in happiness, “Yes!!!” Finally I’m no longer on my fucking period! Oh thank you god! That is one less thing to have to deal with today. Allison, who probably heard the scream ran in guns a blazing.
“What is it! What’s wrong? Did something happen?” She asked in a fury holding her hairbrush like a bat.
“Sorry! No don’t worry! I just found out that I’m finally finished with my period!” I said happily.
“Oh! Okay. Well good for you! Now you don’t have to worry until next month. You should probably still wear a pad or a tampon today though, just in case.” She warned me before turning around and exiting the bathroom.
“Okay will do.” I said happily as I continued my path to the toilet.
After I did my business I washed my hands and went back into my bedroom. Where both Amber and Allison were waiting for me.
“Oh good you’re finally back. Could you please put on your panties and bra please before we get started?” Amber asked in a professional tone.
“Um, okay?” I said as I took my dressing gown and hair towel off.
I now stood completely butt naked in front of my sister and my best friend, which for some reason now felt a bit more awkward than it did the last time we did this. Allison just looked away slightly, while Amber suddenly got nervous and tried her best not to glare at my naked body (and failed miserably) while I picked up the white bra and panties set that Amber gave me a minute ago and put them on, the panties felt nice but this bra felt... odd. It was pushing my boobs together and up, it was as if it was designed to make my breasts bigger. Oh wait this is a push-up bra! Duh! That’s the whole point of this bra. Jeez, I really need to wake up more. After I finished getting my underwear on I took another slurp of my nearby tea while waiting for them to explain what was happening next.
“Okay now that no one in here is completely nude, we can continue.” Amber said, nervously before picking up a nearby bag and pulling out a very familiar item. “I assume you remember this?” Amber said as she held out a very cute white dress out in her hands.
“Wait. Is that the dress that I tried on that one day in Forever 21?” I asked shocked.
“Yep! I may have secretly bought it for you while you were getting changed, along with the shoes. This is what you are wearing for your first day today! Minus the shoes though. Bad idea to wear high heels on a first day of school, so I picked out a pair of black booties instead. And, when combined with these...” She said as she picked up a thin black belt and my favourite black leather jacket.
“Okay yeah! that is like a perfect outfit for today!” Allison said happily.
“Here put all of these on!” Amber said as she handed me the clothing items.
“Cool you put all of that on while I finish getting dressed then I will do your hair and our makeup.” Allison said as she ran into the bathroom, leaving before I could respond.
Doing as instructed, I put on all of the clothes, relishing in the wonderful feelings that they gave me, when I was done I took a look in the mirror and saw a slightly messy, but cute girl in the mirror. Giggling slightly I spun around making the skirt of the dress flair out girlishly before settling back down again.
“Enjoying yourself?” Amber asked as she walked up behind me and hugged me from behind.
“You know this is like a dream come true for me right? I just knew that from the moment I saw you that you could be potentially one of the hottest girls in school. And here you are, as a girl, giggling girlishly as you spin around in your dress like a princess. And on top of that, you are about to go to school as a girl too! I’m so fucking happy right now. And that’s all thanks to you.” Amber said to me before slowly turning me around to face her. We stared at each other happily for a moment until Amber started to get closer towards me. She then suddenly kissed me very gently on the cheek, lingering slightly before suddenly pulling away. Her face completely red from the fact that she didn’t kiss me as she would one of her friends. No. She kissed me sensually, like I was her lover.
To say that I was shocked by what she just did was an understatement, I mean as far as I knew Amber was completely straight. And considering how I’m, in all intents and purposes, a girl now, it seemed odd that Amber would just turn all gay on me all of a sudden. Unless... yes that must be it! Amber isn’t gay. She is just so caught up with the fact that I’m a girl now that her brain must be working on overtime, I mean she did just say that this was a dream come true for her. She has been trying to get me to wear female clothes ever since I have met her. And I have caught her staring at me as both a boy and a girl on multiple occasions. Plus on top of that she has just become almost completely obsessed with me ever since I had my trip to the salon... “That’s it! She must have a thing for girly boys!” I thought with sudden realisation.
As I realised this, what remained of my macho pride went completely down the drain as I had just admitted to myself that I had always been somewhat girly. Oh well! Male ego is stupid anyway. I’m just happy that I figured out that Amber wasn’t gay, she was just so caught up in my sudden dive into femininity that her brain hasn’t registered that I was actually a girl now and not a girly boy.
“Ahem... sorry.” Amber coughed out in embarrassment before continuing. “I uh, just got really over excited there for a second... I’m totally not trying to come onto you or something... Um, I uh, I...” She stuttered off into a embarrassed mumbled mess before I interrupted her.
“Don’t worry Amber I understand.” I said reassuringly.
“You... you do?” She asked, scared but relieved.
“Yeah. I know that you are just caught up in how feminine I look and it’s causing you to get confused about your sexuality and stuff. Don’t worry I get it.” I said reassuringly. Happy that I had finally figured out what was going on with her.
“Oh! Um. Yeah... that’s totally it...” She mumbled awkwardly as she started to look off to the side while scratching her head. She suddenly looked crestfallen, like someone just tore out her heart and curb stomped it into the ground. Unfortunately I didn’t notice this.
“So...” I said, changing the subject. “Do you really think that I look like a princess?” I asked excitedly. For some reason, me looking like a princess was really starting to grow on me.
Upon hearing that. Amber suddenly perked up again. “Oh yeah! You really are like a princess!” She stated happily before continuing. “I can’t wait until prom! Then you will really look like a princess! OMG, we could totally both go as princesses! Ooooh! I can’t wait!!!” She squealed out in ecstatic happiness.
“What are you two talking about?” Allison asked as she walked back into my room. Now completely dressed and looking very cute.
“Oh just that Ciri looks like a princess.” Amber said happily.
“More like a messy princess.” Allison said before grabbing ahold of me. “Right time for hair and makeup.” She said as she dragged me into the bathroom.
“Okay. What do you want me to do?” She asked me enthusiastically.
“Um, what do you mean? Shouldn’t I probably do my own hair and makeup?” I asked slightly confused.
“Well under normal circumstances, yes. But, seeing how you are still relatively new to this and considering how this is your first day back at school. I should probably do it, just to make sure that you are looking your best.” She explained.
“Oh, okay then. Um then I guess I want to look like this.” I said as showed Allison the picture of me from the other day that I took on my phone. I didn’t even realise I was holding my phone until now.
Oh that reminds me! I got a new phone! Remember how I said I had apparently broken my previous phone because I fell on top of it? Well when we were in the mall we took a quick detour into the nearby Apple shop and got me the newest IPhone with a fuck ton of storage space in it. Yay! Anyway...
“Oh you want to look like that? Hmm... I guess I could do that. But for today I’m just going to reduce it a lot.” Allison said as she studied the picture of me. Looking up and seeing the worry and confusion on my face she continued. “Oh don’t worry, I’m still going to give you the look that you want. I don’t have anything against the slightly emo look. In fact it really suits you. I’m just going to make it so you don’t look like a complete slut.” She reassuringly explained.
“Wait, that look makes me look like a slut?” I said, slightly hurt at what she said.
“Oh! No, no, no. Sorry! I don’t think it’s slutty at all! It’s just that if, on your first day of school, you go in with too much makeup on, all of the girls will pretty much just tag you as a whore or a slut. Which is really harsh and stupid, but that’s teenage girls for you.” She paused for a moment to shrug before continuing. “While this look makes you look like a goddess...” She said while pointing at the phone. “...it isn’t really the greatest idea to wear it into school. Unless you want almost every girl to hate your guts.” Allison explained carefully.
“Wow. That’s so dumb. I didn’t realise that girls could be so judgemental...” I said, shocked at Allison’s explanation.
“Yeah. Well that’s how society in schools work unfortunately. Girls can get super judgemental and catty when they feel threatened by another girl.” She explained with a sigh before continuing. “You could probably get away with this look after a few weeks or so. Once you have settled in and people have gotten to know you. But for now I will just give you a slightly more basic version of this.” She said as she pointed at my phone again before picking up a tube of mascara. “Plus you don’t really need that much makeup anyway. Thanks Mom!” She said happily as she started to work on my hair and makeup.
A few minutes later and she was done. I took a look in the mirror. My hair, while slightly messy before, was now neat and looking just as cute as it was the other day. My makeup was flawless, I wasn’t really wearing very much, but what was there highlighted my natural good looks and still gave me the slightly emo look that I liked so much.
Satisfied with her work, Allison quickly worked on her own makeup before marching me back into the bedroom.
“Now she looks like a princess!” Allison stated proudly.
“OMG! I just can’t get over how cute you look!” Amber squealed out happily.
“Hold on! I know the perfect thing that would complete the look!” I shouted suddenly, before quickly running to the back of my closet and opening my safe.
Allison and Amber waited patiently for me to come back out. And were in for the shock of their lives when I did finally come out.
“Princess Cirilla Valkyria Marteau, at your service.” I said as I curtsied.
Both Allison and Amber just stared at me before bursting out laughing.
“Oh my god! What is that?” Allison asked while laughing.
“It’s so shiny!” Amber said, still giggling.
“It’s my royal crown!” I said as I pointed at my head. “I got it the other day when we went into that jewellery shop. Pretty sweet huh?” I said as I posed like a princess.
“What the fuck? Why would you buy that?” Allison asked while still laughing.
“I just felt like it.” I shrugged while giggling.
“Jesus...” Amber said while taking a closer look at my crown. “This thing is inlaid with diamonds, rubies, amethysts and stuff. Holy shit! How much did this thing cost?” She asked, completely stupefied at how many jewels there were.
I proceeded to tell them how much it was. I would tell you guys how much it was, but I don’t really like shoving how rich our family is into peoples faces. It just seems like a rude thing to do.
“Wow. There goes your allowance.” Allison said sarcastically.
“Jesus... And I thought that my family was wealthy. But you guys are like as rich as royalty or something. Why you don’t live on your own island or something is beyond me.” Amber said, completely shocked at our wealth.
“Our parents don’t like flaunting our wealth around. We are probably richer than everyone in this neighbourhood combined but we don’t ever show it. The only time that we do show off our wealth is when we donate several million dollars to a few different charities every year.” Allison said.
“Jeez... where does all of that money come from?” Amber asked curiously.
“A lot of it comes from Dad’s company, but I’m pretty sure that Dad has a ton of investments and shares in hundreds of different companies across the world. Mostly the ones that he builds buildings and skyscrapers for I think. I know as a fact that he has a share in a posh restaurant in Washington that his friend owns. And a share in a big tech company in China that another one of his friends own. Stuff like that.” I explained.
“Oh wow...” Amber just said speechless.
“Anyway...” Allison started. “We really should finish getting ready for school.” She said, attempting to get us back on track.
“Oh yeah school. Almost forgot! Not...” I said sarcastically.
After I said that I walked back to my safe and put my crown away. Once everything was secure and hidden again I started to finish getting ready. I grabbed a nice black leather backpack and threw in some school stuff, mostly books and pens. I then grabbed a clear bag full of makeup items and chucked that into my backpack as well, I then took my spare cash, cards and stuff from my old wallet and put it into my new Prada one. I then put that into the backpack along with some spare pads and tampons, then at the behest of Allison and Amber I put one of my sports bras and workout shorts into one of the compartments as well. Just in case if my new schedule had gym class today.
Ah, that is probably something I should mention before going any further. My school... my school is one of the best public schools in the country. I won’t mention it’s name for privacy reasons, but I will mention this. My high school is huge, like really fucking huge. It is both a junior high school and a normal high school put into one big ass campus like area. Hundreds of people go here, so everyone has really messed up confusing schedules that break into 3 different parts. I won’t even try to explain how they work. If I tried then we would be here for hours. It’s like the only downside of this school. Well that and Mr Rickshaw and his random stupid rules.
But other than that, this place is amazing. It’s like a super fancy college/university but, you know, a high school. It has a huge indoor pool and a huge outdoor pool as well. Several tennis courts, loads of buildings, a few huge football fields, a couple of fields for lacrosse and soccer and even a fricken ice rink! We got basketball courts, volleyball courts, any sport that requires a court, we have it. Our school is super enthusiastic about everything to do with sports. And have pretty much a team for every sport under the sun. We have cheerleaders, a gymnastics team, ballerinas, table tennis teams, normal tennis teams, soccer teams, football teams, hockey teams, I could go on and on and on. In short? We have every type of team under the sun.
The academic parts are really good too, and have the ability to adapt to everyone, which is really helpful. We have both normal teachers who teach the basic classes and we also have specialist teachers that teach the more exotic/specific area kind of classes. As an example if want to be a lawyer when you are older, then there is a specialist that can help with that kind of thing, etc. There are classes for everyone, from the mentally disabled to super geniuses. It’s one of the main reasons why this school is so popular, that and it is also completely free to get into. When the school was founded it was created by super rich, kind people who wanted to give everyone, no matter how rich or poor, no matter what ethnicity they had, or disabilities or whatever, a good education. They pooled their money together and built this huge school. It is designed to help anyone find the job that they want to do and offer scholarships to some of the best colleges in the country as well. Want to work for NASA? Why not! Lawyer? Doctor? No problem! All in all? This school is fricken amazing!
If you’re curious, my previous school where I had... bad history with, was a really nice private school with a small student body and a really good academic system, but after the incident I decided to stop with private schools and go to a public school instead. Anyway on with the story...
After I had finished packing my bag, I carried it downstairs and placed it by the door. I then went to go and have a quick breakfast with Allison and Amber. It wasn’t much, just some toast and some fruit. After we ate we quickly grabbed our bags, grabbed our thermoses full of either tea or coffee and headed out of the door. We quickly walked over to Allison’s car. I loved her car, it looked so awesome. It’s a Silver, Ferrari GTC4 Lusso, if you are curious. This car was basically Allison’s baby. If you fuck with it, you won’t see the end of the day. Not that anyone has ever fucked with her car. It’s too awesome. Anyway after we got in, Amber got in the back and I got into the front with Allison and we put all of our bags onto the spare seat, Allison quickly manoeuvred onto the road and we were off...
It took no time at all to get to school. Allison quickly drove into her registered spot and parked. Everyone who wants to drive to school has to get a registered parking spot in order to do so, I think it had something to do with safety and to stop random people from getting free parking but I’m not entirely sure. We grabbed our stuff and exited the vehicle. And holy shit was I nervous, this school may be massive and there may be hundreds of students that go here but for some reason gossip, rumours and information get around really quickly. Our school is very well known to be a very tightly knit community, so knowledge about me will probably be spread throughout the school in a matter of hours.
Allison said her farewells and quickly left to go to her side of the school. It literally takes 10 minutes to get from one side of the school to the other... if you run. Allison had an early morning meeting to get to. I’m not sure if I mentioned this before but Allison is a cheerleader, and not just that but the head cheerleader too! She is the youngest head cheerleader that the school has ever had. A new head cheerleader is designated every year by talent and popular vote and she was voted unanimously by everyone when this year started. Apparently if she keeps going like this she will probably get a cheerleading scholarship by the time she leaves here. After Allison left, Amber and I went to get me signed into the school. It took a few minutes to walk there but we soon arrived and got to the reception desk.
“Um, hi. I’m here to sign in. I’m new.” I said nervously.
“First day jitters huh? Don’t worry, it happens to everyone... okay name?” The receptionist lady asked kindly.
First day jitters? She had no idea. “Cirilla Marteau.” I said, slightly less nervously.
“Cirilla... Mar... oh here you are! Hold on a sec while I print your schedule out... okay, there we go. And... here, this is your ID card.” She said as she gave me an ID card attached to a lanyard.
“Cool, thanks.” I said as I took it from her. Looking at the card it had the picture of female me that we posted earlier to the school. And had the name Cirilla. V. Marteau on it.
“Now whatever you do. Don’t. Lose. Your. ID Card.” She said slowly and clearly before continuing. “If you do, you won’t be able to register into classes, access most doors, use computers, printers or your school account. If you do lose it, you will have to pay a 100 dollar fine in order to get a new one. This is done to help reduce people losing them and because making them is expensive.” She explained carefully. “Do you understand?” She asked firmly.
“Yes.” I answered clearly.
“Good. Here is your schedule.” She said as she handed me the warmly printed paper. “Oh and one last thing, the principal asked me to send you to her office as soon as you arrived. She said you would know why.” She said before turning back to her computer.
I quickly looked over my complicated schedule. Fortunately I had experience with this dreaded thing. And Amber, just in case I didn’t know what or where something was and she did. I had all of the usual basic classes as I did as Alex, Advanced English One, Advanced Maths One, Advanced Sciences One, Gym and Homeroom/Study. Then I had a few new classes that I didn’t have before. I now had Drama Three? Okay I can deal with that. I also had something called H.E Three? I asked Amber what that was and she laughed at me. It was apparently Home Economics. Great... I might have to get that one changed. The last new class that I had was Catering Three. Which I didn’t mind as I enjoy cooking. All in all, not bad.
If you are wondering what Advanced, or what One is, It is in simple terms, classes for smart people. In more explained terms, there are three types of classes, Basic, Normal and Advanced. Each one has 5 different levels in it, One being highest and Five being lowest. So as an example if someone had Basic Maths Five, it would pretty much mean that they are mentally disabled. (No offence to them) and if you had Advanced Maths One, you would basically be considered a genius. When it comes to something like Drama Three, that is what most people start at. ‘Normal’ Whatever Three. Although it isn’t called Normal, it’s just Drama, or English or whatever. And then after that you work your way up or down the list until you end up in the correct class for you. It’s all really confusing and a bit annoying to deal with but it works. This is the Academic part of the schedule and is split across 4 weeks, with different classes each week, so one week could be just English, Maths and Sciences while another week could just be Drama, H.E and Catering or a Mix of everything. The only class that doesn’t obey this levelling thing is Gym, that only comes in Basic, Normal and Advanced. There are no numbers. Most people have just Gym, as Basic is mostly for the physically disabled, and Advanced is for the super sporty athletes who do multiple sports.
If you are confused by all of that, I don’t blame you. And that was only the first part of the schedule! There are two other parts! They are Sports (not including gym) and E.C.A or Extra Curricular Activities, which are basically clubs. Although I’m not going to explain them as well. Again if I tried to explain the whole schedule and how it works we would be here for hours. Plus each schedule varies from person to person, so one person could just be a very bare bones schedule, like mine currently was. Or another person could have a super hectic schedule. Especially if someone has multiple classes across the entire school.
“Oh look at that! You have some of the same classes as Alex did. That’s good, that means that we will still be together in Maths and Sciences. Oh! And you have Drama Three as well! Awesome. And wow, we still share the same Homeroom. Sweet...” Amber said happily as she studied my schedule. “Although your Sports section is completely blank... odd. As is your E.C.A section as well. But that’s normal.” She said suddenly confused.
“Maybe that’s why I have to go and see Principal Lepton?” I reasoned to Amber.
“Yeah maybe... hmm. Well let’s go, we better not keep Lepton waiting.” Amber said as she started to pull me gently in the direction of Lepton’s office.
A few minutes later and we had arrived outside the principal’s office. The receptionist ushered both of us in quickly and shut the door behind us.
“Muhhahaha... Miss Marteau, I have been expecting you...” Principal Lepton said as she spun around dramatically in her tall leather chair.
We just stared at her weirdly.
“Sorry... It was too hard to resist!” She laughed out happily.
Principal Lepton was a very odd person. But she was probably one of the nicest people in the world. Most Principals probably wouldn’t have excused me for a week even if I was dying, let alone two. And on top of that she excused both Amber and Allison as well. She was super awesome, if a little strange. But most people thought she was funny. She was definitely the class clown when she was my age. At first glance she looks like a no nonsense, strict kind of person. She is super thin, almost wirey and dresses like one of those old school teachers with the long skirts and a plain work jacket. She wore a slightly frilly blouse and had those slightly pointed glasses that make her look like she was always angry. Her slightly greying dirty blonde hair was tied up neatly into a bun and her piercing pale blue eyes could glare ice daggers through someones soul if she desired to do so. All in all, she looked like the kind of person who would bend you over her desk and swat you with a cane until you bleed.
But despite her looks, she was the complete opposite. She was a smart, goofy and super kind person who rarely got mad at anyone. She often told people jokes and bad puns, which sometimes became annoying, but she was just the kindest person ever. The only thing that really pisses her off is bullying. She hates bullies with a passion, and if someone is picking on another person, she will crack down on them faster than a bolt of lightning. She also has a particular hatred for Rickshaw, which is completely understandable. Everyone hates him.
“You wanted to see me Mrs Lepton?” I asked shyly.
“Yes Al... um sorry it’s Cirilla now isn’t it? That’s such a pretty name by the way. And wow! You look amazing! If I didn’t know better I would have thought that you were always a girl... Ahem anyway. I completely understand your situation and that you do not want to be ridiculed or bullied. It’s one of the reasons why I agreed to this little deception of yours. Anyway, I should get to the point, class will be beginning before too long. Ahem! Right. As you might have noticed, so far there is nothing in the Sports section of your schedule. When you were Alex you only did TableTennis, which is fine. To each their own. And I knew that you didn’t take anymore sports because you were in that card club for E.C.A and that you were doing your martial arts in the evenings and such. And I know that you weren’t the most popular person either. Anyway...” She paused for a moment, trying to get a grip on her rambling.
Oh yeah! I forgot to mention that! Little known fact about me is that after the incident I started learning Ju-jitsu, I very quickly rose through the ranks and became a black belt. So fortunately if anyone comes after me, I can now whip their butts... probably.
“...Okay. What I wanted to say, is that there is a condition to me going along with this plan of yours. I looked up your history, and before you moved to this school I found out that you used to do gymnastics and swimming and that you were really good at both. So here is my price, I want you to do some more sports here in school. You can still take TableTennis if you want, but if you want my opinion I think that you are wasting your natural talents by doing that. So, I want you to pick at least two new sports and add them to your schedule. And one of those choices has to be either Cheerleading, Gymnastics or Ballet. The other can be one of those choices or whatever you want like Soccer, Volleyball, Swimming, Hockey, etc. But you have to pick one of the first three... yep.” She finished with a slight smirk on her face.
Wow this was really weird for Lepton! She rarely forced anyone to do anything, she is usually super chilled and kind. But right now she was actually forcing my hand into choosing more Sports. Honestly I never expected it.
“Wait. Why do I have to choose between Cheerleading, Gymnastics and Ballet?” I asked, shocked at her demands.
“Well, we always need more Cheerleaders, plus your gymnastics skills would be a great asset. We need more people for the Gymnastics team, a lot of their number just graduated and their ranks need replenishing. And it’s the same with the Ballet team. They need more people as most of their ballerinas have just graduated and your gymnastics skills would definitely help you with that as well.” Lepton explained.
“Ooooh! You could do Gymnastics and/or Ballet with me!” Amber suddenly spoke up excitedly.
Oh yeah, I forgot that Amber did both Gymnastics and Ballet as her Sports. I guess I could do one of those with her. Although I could also do cheerleading instead. If I did cheerleading I would be doing it with Allison, which would be cool, and fun. Hmm, but maybe I should just do gymnastics? It would be the sport that I’m the most familiar with, considering how I did it at my old school. But ballet may also be fun to do. I have always had a great respect for ballerinas, with their combined strength and grace. Maybe I could do cheerleading and gymnastics so that I could do a sport with both my BFF and my sister? Or cheerleading and ballet? Or one of those three and a sport like volleyball or soccer? Maybe TableTennis again? I could do three sports, but I would have a super hectic schedule if I did so. Not to mention I could still take E.C.A’s as well. Aggghhhh! This is SO DIFFICULT!!!
I have no idea what I want to do!
What should I choose...?