Homecoming Princess (Revised) Princess Found   Part 11 By Arecee   Edited and proofed by Sephrena Lynn Miller

 
I didn’t expect that! Omigosh! That’s perfect!

“Would you?” I meekly asked.

“I’d love to, more than anything in the world!”

I had the school’s best looking boy wrapped around my finger! I realized right then the power that girls had over boys. It filled me with such a thrill, one I had never felt before! Here, me, plain old Lynn Collins, had someone begging to be with me! OMIGOSH! Mmmmmm! Delicious!

“Yes,” I softly replied, letting go of his hand. BUT only so I could hug him fiercely!!!!

I looked up into his strong commanding gaze and let myself slip into his power. I felt our lips meet and his arms wrapped around me too. He pulled me up close to him and I inhaled his scent in once again. It just felt so darn right!!!!

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“Mother, no matter what he says, I will not ever go back to — being — a — boy!”

I was seriously upset! I mean… Omigod! It’s like she is trying to ram home that I shouldn’t be a girl! I leaned against the car door trying to get as far away from her as possible in the car seat. My displeasure really showed!

Mom turned her head towards me briefly, giving me a look of exasperation.

“Honey! He’s not going to make you into anything! This is just a preliminary session for him to see if he will take you on for a full psychological assessment of yourself.”

“I know what he’s going to say too: ‘You’re a boy, suck it up!’ ” I grumbled.

“Lynn, Marilyn wouldn’t have recommended him to me if he was the way you just described him. Please, for me, just give him a chance?”

I crossed my arms and pouted.

“Honey,” she said more frailly, her voice cracking, while she steered up onto the freeway, “You are my only child! You have no idea what you mean to me! What you are doing and going through is life changing! You cannot go back once you go through this process! In my mind, since I love you so much, Lynn, I need to be certain that you are certain of what you are about to do!”

I swallowed and looked back over to her.

“I…I..,” she stammered for a moment. “I lost your father be-because of his macho BS. He decided his self esteem and rushing to judgment before examining options was the only way. I won’t lose you too!”

I couldn’t keep my eyes from trying to water as I looked ahead at the traffic in front of us on the road, moving. I knew that my Mother was hurting deeply inside. I was the cause of it too. I had to know something else too.

“Mother?” I softly questioned.

“Yes sweetheart?” she replied while negotiating moving back over into the right lane to let other cars behind us pass on by.

“You are trying to help me?”

“Yes!” she quickly emphasized.

I then probed, “Are you going to let me be who I decide to be? Not force me to be something I’m not?”

My Mother stifled a laugh and I could see a few tears going down her cheeks.

“Lynn, honey, I will never force you to be anything! I want you to be who you want to be! I am going to admit this is very hard on me. I lost my son and got a daughter in exchange. I am here to support and protect you. All I am doing is doing what any responsible mother would do: protect her child! I am going to get a professional opinion about your thinking so that somehow, through all of the questioning this doctor is going to ask you, that you take a good hard look at yourself and make sure that being a female is what you really want in life. And I want to hear what he thinks about you in the end.”

“By doing what you want to go through, you know, you won’t be able to have any of your own children. That option will be removed from you, forever. You can adopt, but you won’t be able to go through what most natural born women do in having a baby. That just is not possible yet.”

Hmmm… I thought about that for a moment. It was slightly spooky to think about in a way. I mean, I never thought about having my own children. Did I really even want my own child? Hmmmm… Mom just gave me something new to think about this. I released my arms into my lap and sat up more straight.

“Ok Mom. I’ll try. I promise you… I will try.”

“Thank you sweety. That’s all I have ever asked of you.”

My Mother smiled for the first time today since earlier this morning.
 

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We arrived at Dr. Kingston’s office. It was located in an airy two-story building with and atrium in the center. There was a waterfall and a small stream running from one end to the other. The stream was bordered with trees and flowery bushes. This wasn’t anything like my other doctor’s office - you know, the one in a sterile box?

We opened the door to his office and entered the reception area. It was as nice as the atrium. The walls were painted a warm beige color. There were pictures everywhere, of ballerinas, flowers and happy nature scenes. There were live plants in all the corners of the room. It was peaceful in here. Mom walked to the reception window and rang a bell.

The attendant returned and asked, “May I help you?”

“Yes, we have an appointment with Dr. Kingston for Lynn Collins,” Mom replied as she sat her purse up on the counter.

“Dr. Kingston will be with you in a few minutes. He’s just finishing with another patient. Here are the forms that need to be filled out,” the receptionist said as she handed my Mother a clipboard with a few papers attached.

Mom and I went over and sat down on a light brown sofa to wait. She was hurriedly filling in the papers while I grabbed a fashion magazine from the end table beside me. I started flipping through the pages and began to really enjoy looking through it. The girls posing in its pages had different hairstyles and clothes that I really liked. I found myself wishing I could wear some of those dresses that showed off my arms and legs. God! I could just see myself in some of those! Mmmmmmm!

My mother turned in the clipboard and returned to sit back down with me. A few minutes more passed before the interior door opened and a man around six feet tall entered the room.

“Ms. Collins? I’m Dr. Kingston,” he said, and extended a hand to my mother.

“I’m pleased to meet you,” Mom said, as she took his hand in hers.

“I understand one of my former patients recommended me for a consultation, Marilyn Grant?” he asked.

“Yes, she did.”

“How do you know Marilyn?”

“We work together.”

“I see. Let’s step in to my office and I’ll see if there is anything I can do to help your situation.”

Fudge! I had to put down that wonderful magazine and go towards my doom!
 

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We followed Dr. Kingston back to his office. It was a little darker than the reception area, but it still felt peaceful.

“Please be seated,” he said motioning toward two chairs as he shut his door to the office. “What brings you here today? I assume this is your daughter,” he said.

“Doctor, this is Lynn, my child, and she wants to change her sex,” Mom blurted out without thinking. “This whole thing is confusing for me and is very stressful. I just don’t know what to do!”

“Well, maybe we can sort this thing out, Ms. Collins. First though, Lynn, I have to ask you — ‘Why would a pretty girl like you want to be a boy?’ ”

I had been sitting there, minding my own business, figuring that Mom and the doctor would do all the talking. My attention had been drawn to one of those desk fountains, you know the ones that gurgle softly and never seem to run out of water. When the doctor asked me that question I nearly fell out of my chair.

“Y-y-yo-you think I want to be a boy?” I stammered incredulously.

I got a little defensive right there.

“Umm, Dr. Kingston, I am a boy! I want to be a girl!”

The doctor’s expression changed and it seemed like his face got all flustered and he readjusted himself in his seat. After recomposing himself, from what I assumed was embarrassment on his part, he said.

“I’m very sorry about that Lynn. It’s not very often that a patient fools me, but you certainly fooled me today! My, my! Are you sure Marilyn isn’t playing some kind of prank on me?” he asked, with a chuckle.

“No Doctor. This is no prank - even though all of this started out as one,” Mom replied rather angrily.

I really felt uncomfortable now.

“No offence meant Ms. Collins, but knowing Marilyn as I do, she was a special woman, and funny to boot. Ok Lynn, How about you tell me a little bit about this situation your mother is describing. I’d like to know more about the person I’m going to treat.”

“There’s nothing much really to tell. I’m a fourteen year old girl,” I snapped, “and I know who I am!”

“Lynn! You promised to cooperate. And no one has said or even thinks that you’re crazy,” Mom fired back.

“I’m here aren’t I?”

“Lynn, I’m not that kind of Doctor. I don’t let the crazies come around in here. They’re too much work!” Dr. Kingston laughed.

“Then why am I here?” I asked.

“Well, I suppose because your mother made an appointment and you were referred to me by Marilyn, one of my star patients. Has your mother told you about her?”

“Yes,” I said.

I started pouting again. I really couldn’t bring myself to admit that I needed help with my transition.

“Good. Now look Lynn, we aren’t going to do anything today with regards to your file. I just wanted to get to know you a little better before I decide whether or not to take on your case. From what I can see you’re very defensive about me, or what I do here. What do you think is going to happen if you start to see me?” he asked.

“You’re going to try and make me go back to being a boy,” I grumbled.

“Goodness, who told you that?”

“No one,” I pouted.

I don’t know why, but I was scared. It’s like my life was going to be decided by someone who didn’t even really know me! I know Mom promised to let me decide, but, being here, in this office, with a shrink, scared me!

“Well next time you see No one, you can tell him from me, that I’m not like that. What I do Lynn is help you find your way down a path. You’ll decide what path you want to travel, and I help you to get to where it leads you. The thing though, is that every path has other paths leading off of it and we’ll explore those too. What you’ll do is travel each path to find who you really are. You’ll be the one to decide that.”

“Do you promise not to make be go back to being a boy?”

“I promise! I only help you to find your real self, whatever that may be, and help you understand what you are trying to do. And from the looks of things, I doubt you’ll be finding a boy under that makeup. I certainly don’t see one. So, would you like to see me again?”

“I guess so.”

“Good. I’ll have my assistant block out an hour twice a week for the next two months. By then we should have a pretty good idea as to who Lynn Collins is. Do you have any questions Mrs. Collins?”

“Just one. How much is this going to cost?”

“I’ll have my assistant give you a fee schedule. If there’s a problem with it, I’m sure we can work something out. Lynn’s health and future is too important to worry about fees.”

My mother added, “I do know a certain someone who will certainly be paying your bill, Doctor Kingston. And, Thank you.”

Doctor Kingston appeared puzzled at my Mom’s statement. But I certainly knew who she meant — Miss Benson.

“I’d like to start seeing you Lynn, tomorrow, if that’s not too soon?”

I relented, “That’s fine with me sir.”

“Good! That way you’ll have me on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Is four-thirty okay Ms. Collins?” Doctor Kingston turned to my Mother.

“That will work fine. I don’t want her to miss school.”

“Good! I’ll see you tomorrow Lynn. And please, there is no need to be afraid.”

I sort of looked more demure and apologetic. I guess, maybe, I had been wrong about him?

“Thank you Doctor. I’m sorry for… earlier. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
 

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Mom and I left the office and returned to our car. Mom backed up and then pulled out from the parking lot onto the street before we talked.

“Well sweetheart, that wasn’t so bad was it?”

“No Mom, it wasn’t. I’m sorry too. I was scared.”

“I’d be more worried if you weren’t! What do you think of Dr. Kingston?” she asked.

“He’s okay, I guess,” I replied.

“You like him, don’t you?” Mom asked.

“He seems nice,” I answered guardedly.

My Mother turned left at the light and was heading back towards the freeway ramp.

“Come on Lynn! You have to admit Marilyn’s choice of a doctor could have been a lot worse,” Mom emphasized.

I knew I was losing this argument. I really didn’t want to see anyone about being a girl. I just wanted to be left alone. It was no one else’s business what my thoughts were. I’m already a girl as far as I’m concerned. So why discuss it?

I sat in silence for several minutes pondering over what Mom had just said. I wondered why I was being so stubborn about this? Was I really afraid that Dr. Kingston might find that I was really a boy and that I was fooling myself about being a girl? Was I really old enough to know who I was? Dr. Kingston seemed nice enough, and he said he wouldn’t make me be a boy. Mom said she would let me decide who I wanted to be too. I guess I’ll trust him for now, and besides, what harm could come from talking to him?

“You know what Mother? You are right. I’ll see him, and he really doesn’t seem that bad a person either.”

“Good girl.”

I felt a pang of guilt.

“I guess I owe you an apology too. I’m sorry Mother.” I gently squeezed her right arm and leaned into her a little on her side. “I’ll make it up to you tonight too. Dinner and cleaning up the living room?”

My Mother smiled. “Deal.”
 

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I called Mindy the moment I got home. Mom went into the living room.

“Hello?” Mindy asked, as she picked up the phone.

“Hi Min. It’s me.”

“Lynn! What happened?”

“I saw a shrink today, he seems to be nice.”

“You did?” she asked in that excited way, asking me to spill it all. I could just imagine her ear glued to the handset of her phone.

“Yep. Mom wants a professional opinion on whether I know if I’m really a girl or not.”

“Geez Lynn! If that isn’t obvious by now, it never will be!” she giggled.

“Mom also seems to be getting better about me. She seems to be more upset by how I became a girl, not that I am one.”

“Great! Oooooh yeah! Guess who called me today?”

I puckered my lips, thinking.

“I give. I don’t know. Who?”

“Charlie!!!!! And do you want to know why?” Mindy giggled.

“Why?”

“He said that Rex wants to see you again!”

“Rex… wants to see… me?” I gulped.

“You silly girl! Of course he does! Who wouldn’t want to be seen with a Princess?” Mindy laughed.

“You know I’m not allowed to date yet,” I reminded her, “Not even as a boy.”

“I know that. But it wouldn’t hurt to in-no-cently happen to run into the boys at the mall while we shop, now would it? You know… just by accident?” Mindy giggled nervously.

“You’re not supposed to be dating either are you?” I replied, hoping she would take the tact I was hinting at.

“You know I’m not! That’s exactly why it’s so much more exciting when we do!!!”

Oh no!

“I don’t know Mindy… what if we get… caught?”

“We won’t! If the boys take us to see one of those scary films, you know the kind your mother nor would my parents would ever go see?, we’d be fine. Think about it, Ok? Rex really does likes you.”

Fudge!

“I like him too Min, but… *sigh* I like Jason also.”

“Jason’s too old for you!” Mindy snickered.

“But he’s so cute! And his kisses make me melt!”

“Kisses? I thought he only gave you a tiny goodnight kiss?” she asked, realizing that more had gone on than she had originally been told.

I felt myself go red.

“Umm, yeah! That’s what I meant,” I quickly stated, trying to hide what actually went on.

“No you didn’t! Lynn Collins! Now spill!”

“Okay,” I almost shouted.

Mindy sure can be irritating about knowing every last detail to something!

I lowered my voice not wanting my mother to hear. “He like kissed me more than once. It was alllll night long! Oh Mindy, I started to pass out several times from his lips and touch! He was magical!”

“Woah! Was he better than Rex?”

“God yes!!! I could let Jason take me into his arms and… and...” I sighed.

“I hate to pop your bubble girlfriend! But I doubt you’ll be dating Jason any time soon! So you might as well come back down to Earth and get used to Rex’s sexy lips,” Mindy laughed.

Why did she have to go and ruin my fantasy? Geez.

“I guess I’ll have to. I have to go fix dinner. I’ll see you tomorrow at school.”
 

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School was pretty much the same thing again: guys hitting on me and me joining other girls socially. I was finally starting to gather a large group of friends, but none that I would call close enough to share my secrets with. I did that only with Mindy. Not the boy thing either - but my feelings for Jason and Rex. Maybe when I get to know them better I will, but not right now.

Mom picked me up after school and drove me back over to Dr. Kingston’s office. I didn’t have to wait to see him so I was ushered directly into his office. He had requested my Mother to wait out in the lobby. It seems he wanted to talk only with me for now.

“Good afternoon, Lynn. How was your day?” he asked.

“Hi, Dr. Kingston. It went okay,” I replied.

“No bad things? Everything went fine?”

“Yes sir.”

“Good. Before we start, I want to lay down a few ground rules first. When you come here, I’ll ask you how your day went. I’m not trying to pry into your life, but what you tell me will give me some feel for your answers as we travel down the path that I told you about. I want you to be truthful with me and you need to know that none of this will pass beyond these walls, not even to your mother. The only thing I will tell her is whether I think you’re a boy or girl and why at the end of all of our sessions. That’s all. I want you to feel safe here, because it’s your place to be whoever you want to be. It’s important that I have your trust and you to be truthful in order to be able to analyze you’re your thoughts and help you decide where you want to go. Are you okay with that?” he asked.

“Umm, I guess so,” I answered.

“That’s all I can hope for. Remember, Lynn, trust is the most important part of your discovery. It might take a while, but you’ll eventually trust me. Now, I have to learn a little more about you. All I’m going to do today is learn about Lynn Collins. All the easy things, like how old you are and who you live with, what you like and dislike; stuff like that.”

“Okay,” I tried cheering myself up as I looked at him.

“Good. Let’s start with how old you are?”

“I’m fourteen.”

“Have you been fourteen for very long?”

“No, my birthday is August Twenty-ninth.”

“I see. I’ve met your mom, how about your dad? Does he live with you?”

I felt uncomfortable with that question, and it was only the second one. Dad is a real sore spot for me! I couldn’t answer that one because there was so much negativity about that. If things were going to be like this, I’ll tell Mom to find me someone else!

“No,” I bitterly answered.

“I’m very sorry Lynn. I’m not trying to upset you at all. I need to know these basic things about you. If you don’t want to answer a question, you don’t have to. Okay? Only answer what you feel comfortable with.”

Well, I guess he does in a way need to know. I’ll only stick to the ones I feel okay with.

“Okay. My dad left us when I was a little boy.”

“I see. Do you and your mother get along okay?”

“Oh yes! I love her very much,” I gushed.

“And why’s that?”

“Because she’s always there for me! Even now, with this,” I said, as I moved my hands up and down in front of my body.

“So your mom is very supportive of you?”

“Yes sir.”

“Do you have many friends?”

“Before this, no. Not really. I have made a lot of friends, though, since winning Homecoming Princess. Mindy’s been my best friend throughout most of my life.”

“Did you have any boys for friends before you became a girl?”

“No, not really. I talked to a few occasionally, but they weren’t real friends.”

“So Mindy’s been your only friend all this time?”

“I guess.”

“Why didn’t you have any boys for friends?”

“I don’t know. I never felt comfortable with them. It seemed like I was sort of like alien to them. I wasn’t one of them. I sort of stayed away from them. I was more comfortable being around girls, well, Mindy that is. I always liked to hang out with her.”

“Do you like any sports?”

“I like water polo. I was on the school team before I was voted Princess.”

“What happened?”

“I got kicked off after I won. The coach thought I was a girl, pretending to be a boy, swimming without a top on.”

Doctor Kingston tried to suppress his laugh.

“My word! I can see where that might be a problem! How do your other classmates view you at school? Are you liked or disliked?”

This was easy.

“Well sir. Everybody seemed to think I had been a girl all along, trying to be a boy. I wasn’t noticed much before this — prank. Afterwards, and dressing as a girl, I do have a lot friends. I’d say almost everyone likes me.”

“Is there anything that you like or dislike?”

“Like what?”

“You know, dancing or some type of food, maybe just everyday things?”

“Umm, I don’t like liver — yuk! And I don’t like okra either, because it’s slimy. I love to dance, and I love to shop,” I blushed.

“What girl doesn’t?”

And so it went, question after question. I found that I was becoming more at ease with Dr. Kingston. I felt as though I was talking to a friend.

“Well, that’s all for today, Lynn. I’ll see you Thursday, and remember what I said, about trust.”

“I will Doctor,” I grinned with my biggest smile.
 

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Mom was waiting for me in the reception area.

“Well, how did it go?” she asked.

“It went great. Dr. Kingston is really nice,” I replied.

“See? Didn’t I tell you that Marilyn wouldn’t steer us wrong?”

“Yeah, it seems I had been wrong.”

Mom eyed me as she sat up from the couch.

“And Mother? Thank you soooo much!”

“For what?” she pried as she slid her purse up on her shoulder.

“For putting up with me,” I guiltily admitted.

Mom just hugged me. “You better believe it daughter of mine! It’s called love.”

I hugged her back.

Everything seemed to be going just right! And yes, I love my Mom!

We exited the building and headed to our parked car.
 

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Wednesday started like any other day at school. I was feeling sassy and wore a skirt and blouse with my new heels. I had to admit that I did look great! Even Mr. Copeland couldn’t help but comment on how nicely I had dressed. I blushed from all the comments he and everyone else gave to me all day long. Why hadn’t I been a girl so much sooner? I feel so alive now and actually enjoy life and being in it!

I joined Mindy and some other girls at a table in the cafeteria to eat lunch. We had been there for only about five minutes before I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned and almost fell off the bench.

OMIGOSH!

“Hi Lynn. May I sit here with you?” Jason asked.

Oh my God! Oh my God! Jason wants to sit next to me at school!!!!!

I started shaking.

“S-s-su-sure,” I answered a little dreamily as I scooted over a little bit to let him sit down and his lunch tray beside me.

“You look really nice today,” he complimented me as he took a bite of his chicken fried steak.

“I do?”

“Are you kidding? Lynn, you are, by far, the most beautiful girl in this school!”

EEEEEP? …

“I am?”

“Yes! I wouldn’t say it if it wasn’t true,” he managed to say before scooping a mouthful of mashed potatoes.

Oh Snap! Is he such a gorgeous boy! I know I’m in love with him now!
 

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At this point Mindy kicked my leg underneath the table. I had just been sitting there and staring at Jason. So far, my conversation had consisted of four small sentences, mostly answering. I don’t know how I do it, but somehow I have the knack of charming the heck out of this handsome boy, I so obviously liked!

All of my girl friends eyes were turned toward Jason and me, ears perked, to see what brilliant remark I might utter next! To make things worse, I was blushing furiously at this point.

“Umm, thank you so much… Jason. For bringing me home, you know, after the dance?” I managed to finally say.

“It was actually all my pleasure. I couldn’t leave a damsel in distress, now could I?” he smiled. I swear his eyes actually twinkled at me in the sunlight streaming through the windows onto our table!

My stomach felt as though it was filled with butterflies!!!!!!

How could a guy have such an effect on me?????

I’m just a fourteen year old girl!

Oh wait!

Duuuuhhh!

That was the key!

I’m a girl!

Wanting to be with a boy is as natural and as old as time itself.

“No, I suppose you couldn’t,” I giggled, nervously.

“Would you like to take a walk?” he asked, having finished his lunch in like 3 minutes. I had barely touched my spaghetti, much less the Caesar salad I had picked out.

I looked at Mindy and the rest of the girls. They were hanging on every word we had been saying and waited anxiously to hear my answer.

Of course I want to!

“I’d love to!” I anxiously blurted along with my biggest smile. Oh god! I said that like I was too eager! Snap! Now they all know I love him!

Jason took my hand and helped me up from the table. He’s such a gentleman! Wow! I noticed much to my excitement that he didn’t let go of it; in fact he intertwined his fingers within mine as he led me away from our table and out of the cafeteria. My heart was beating so loudly that I was surprised the whole school didn’t notice!!!!

Jason led me to a bench in front of the school.

“Let’s sit,” he said. Noppers! He didn’t let go of my hand!

“Okay,” I responded in all my great wisdom.

He sat next to me and then turned to face me. The soft breeze was caressing my face and my hair was being gently pulled back by the breeze. The sun was warming me all over. At least I think it was the sun, but maybe it was something… else?

“Lynn, I hope you don’t mind me saying this. But, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you since the dance,” he admitted.

WOW! I haven’t been able to either!

“Jason,” I sighed and was about to continue about how I felt, but Jason interrupted me.

“I know your mom won’t let you date, but maybe if she met me? She might change her mind?”

I really didn’t know what to say. Jason was making my life so confusing!!! I took my other hand and placed it overtop of the one he was holding my other hand with. I raised it and clutched our hands to my chest, hugging it for all it was worth!

I wanted so badly to see Jason again!!!! But HOW???

‘Mom, would it be all right if I went out with the most gorgeous boy in school? Never mind that he’s three years older than me and he doesn’t know the truth about me. Can’t you just forget about that sixteen year old rule, Please? Prettttyyy pllleeeaaaase?’

Yeah, like that’s really going to happen.

I felt like crying. Life is so unfair.

“Jason, I wish I could, but I know my mother… and I know… what she’ll say,” I responded sadly.

“Could I at least drive you home from school today?” he asked expectantly.

I didn’t expect that! Omigosh! That’s perfect!

“Would you?” I meekly asked.

“I’d love to, more than anything in the world!”

I had the school’s best looking boy wrapped around my finger! I realized right then the power that girls had over boys. It filled me with such a thrill, one I had never felt before! Here, me, plain old Lynn Collins, had someone begging to be with me! OMIGOSH! Mmmmmm! Delicious!

“Yes,” I softly replied, letting go of his hand. BUT only so I could hug him fiercely!!!!

I looked up into his strong commanding gaze and let myself slip into his power. I felt our lips meet and his arms wrapped around me too. He pulled me up close to him and I inhaled his scent in once again. It just felt so darn right!!!!

Our tongues intertwined! His tongue tasted like a sweet candy to me!

OOoooooo! I melted!

I don’t know how long we stood there kissing and holding onto each other, swaying against the breeze, but the warning bell rang.

Fudge! Fudge! Fudge!

Jason took my hand again and walked me back into the school building.

“I’ll meet you here at three-thirty,” he eagerly said.

COOL!

“Okay” I smiled as I reluctantly had to let go of his hand.

I walked towards my locker and, then on impulse, turned back around to see Jason before I went around the corner in the hallway. He had been watching me the entire time!!!! Omigosh! I got a warm squishy feeling in my stomach! I smiled and gave him a small wave as I walked on and disappeared around the corner.
 

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Mindy was waiting next to my locker when I got there.

“Oh my God! LYNN tell me everything! I can’t believe it! Jason Carlson. Oooooooo, I’m so jealous!!!!” she pouted.

“Where do I start?” I dreamily teased her, “He’s so cute. He makes my whole body sing. AND he’s going to drive me home after school!!!! Is that okay with you?”

“Are you kidding? If Jason asked me I’d be hanging onto his leg,” she laughed.

“Then you’re not mad that I’m going with him?”

“You’d be a fool not to girl. But remember Rex this weekend.”

“Yeah.”

Mindy merely shook her head as she went on over to her locker.

I opened my locker and took the books I needed for my last two classes of the day. I could barely think of anything else other than Jason.
 

*          *          *
 
Three-thirty came and I ran down the hallways to meet him. He was all smiles when he saw me running, my skirt molding to my legs. He took my hand into his and led me over to his car. I remembered his car from the other night! It was a Honda Civic. Jason opened the door for me and held my hand while I sat down in the seat, smoothing my skirt before actually sitting. I turned my legs in as he shut the door.

I noticed that my skirt had ridden up my legs several inches above my knee. I pondered whether or not I should pull it back down and decided that my mother would have a fit if I didn’t. I pulled it down almost to my knee!

I know it was a compromise, but a girl has to do what a girl has to do.

Jason had walked around the car and climbed inside.

“Do you have time for a Coke?” he asked.

“Sure,” I answered.

“I’m really glad you decided that I could drive you home with me,” Jason lovingly said.

“Thank you for asking me. I really wanted you to as well.” I responded.

“I know I told you this already, but I haven’t stopped thinking about you since Saturday,” he said reaching across the console to take my hand again.

I was like a deer frozen in a headlight! I was his!

I slid as close to Jason as the consul would allow.

“I’ve thought about you too,” I responded. Boy, did I ever!!!!!!!!!!!

“I can’t believe you’re only a freshman. You seem so much older.”

“Do I really?”

“I thought you were at least a junior.”

I was blushing furiously. I wasn’t used to nice things being said about me, and yes I was reacting like any fourteen-year-old girl would!

“I really feel older when I’m with you,” I gushed.

“That’s why I want your Mother to meet me, do you think she will?”

“I’m sorry Jason, but my Mom would have a fit.”

“Well,” he conceded, but still with a great smile, “at least I tried.”
 

*          *          *
 
We reached the hamburger stand and Jason went to buy us our Cokes. Jason returned and handed me my drink.

“Do you have Copeland?” he asked.

“Yes, how did you know?”

“Everybody has Copeland. I think its part of becoming a person. I had Copeland and my mother had Copeland. The only reason my dad didn’t is because he’s not from here,” Jason laughed.

“Has he been around for that long?” I asked. I started to think like maybe he was some sort of lab experiment from the fifties that survived that long and was like an undead thing still roaming the school.

“I heard a rumor that his mother had him here instead of the hospital,” he laughed.

“Snap! No wonder he’s so old!” I giggled.

“Who else do you have?” he asked.

“After Copeland, I have Mason, then Hotchkins, and after lunch - Keatman, and Peters.”

“I had Hotchkins last year. She’s a really good Math teacher. You must be taking Algebra.”

“Yes, what did you have her for?”

“Advanced Algebra. I wish I had her for Trig, but I ended up with Curling. He’s a jerk. At least with Hotchkins, she’ll help you after class, but Curling tells you what page to find your solution on and walks away.”

“God, that’s awful!”

“Everyone has a jerk teacher. Who’s yours?” he asked.

“Definitely Mason. She’s always yelling at someone. And any little thing I do, she seems to target me. She has sort of calmed down since I — well, started dressing nicer.”

“Is she new? I never had her.”

“She transferred here this year from some school back east. Someone said she taught at one of those schools where half the girls are pregnant,” I laughed.

“What about you? Are you going to go to college?”

“I hope so. I’m trying for a scholarship so I won’t be a burden on my Mother.”

“That takes straight A’s and involvement in school activities to do.”

“Mmmmm hmmm! Im a 3.9 GPA and with my extra credit class I signed up for after Christmas, I’m hoping to make a 4.0.”

Jason put down his drink and took my hand back into his… finally!

“I’m still really trying to get used to being in high school,” I more softly said, reveling in the feel of his hand caressing mine.

“Hey, you know they’re having tryouts for the school play next week. We could try out together, and then I’d have an excuse to drive you home everyday after rehearsal.”

“But my Mom…” I weakly whined.

“It wouldn’t really be a date. We could just drive really slow on the way home.”

Didn’t I tell you he had such cool logic?

I couldn’t help but giggle at that and imagining being in the car with him! I gently squeezed his hand.

Jason has nearly won my heart! And I don’t know what to do about it. *sigh* I shouldn’t even be here, but God! I think I actually love him!

“We should be going now. My Mom will be home soon and I don’t want to be in trouble,” I reluctantly pleaded with him.

“Okay, let’s get you home,” he gentlemanly replied as he helped me up from the chair.

I loved my hand being held by this man!
 

*          *          *
 
Jason drove right up to my house and shut the engine off.

“Thank you for the ride,” I grinned.

“You’re more than welcome. Can I give you a ride tomorrow?”

“No, my mom’s picking me up for an appointment. Maybe Friday though?”

“That’s cool! Would it be okay if I kissed you goodbye?”

I didn’t have to think twice about that! I leaned over right in front of his face.

“Oh yes!”

Jason pulled my mouth to his and we touched lips. My body turned to jelly with his touch! If this is what love is, then I’m definitely in love! Our lips parted and then Jason kissed me again, only this time, much longer!

“I should be going in,” I panted, when our lips parted again. Oh Wow! This is like so unreal! I feel fantastic!

“Yes, I think so. I do not want to get you in trouble at all.”

Always the gentleman!

Jason walked around the car and opened my door. He held my hand again and helped me from the car. Jason’s arm went around my waist as he walked me to the door.

“I had a really great time with you today, Lynn,” he beamed with pride.

“Me too,” I squeaked.

I removed my house key from my purse and inserted it into the door lock.

“Thank you so much! I had a wonderful afternoon!” I breathed.

“You’re most welcome Lynn,” he replied.

He then lowered his head down to mine and kissed me again.

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To Be Continued...