Chapter Five

Sometimes What Seems Wrong, Is Really Right.

As I walked down the halls, I noticed the looks I was getting. I guess I don’t blame them, its not everyday you see a girl running from the boy’s bathroom in male clothing.

First they thought I was gay, now they will think I am a transvestite. What a name I am creating for myself.

When I first started this year I was hoping for a change, a chance to be noticed, now I am thinking it was the wrong idea. Truly, what am I going to do? The first time I talk to the “man of my dreams” I was a male, the next time I talk to him, except as a female, I yell at him and storm out of the males’ bathroom wearing male clothing. God, I don’t know what I am going to do with myself anymore.

Maybe you should stop making useless wishes?

Were they really useless though? For the first time in my life I was noticed, and I talked to Michel. Maybe it is a blessing in disguise?

Maybe you are going insane though? Really, you actually think turning into a guy was a “blessing in disguise?”

Maybe I am going insane, but for the first time these last four years I am happy. So, I would rather have the last few weeks forever than have to give them up for good.

Walking out of the school, I skipped for the first time in my life. I needed a break.

“Mom, are you here?” I yelled through the house as I went through the front door.

“Of course honey...” As her words drifted off, I heard something-heavy drop and her running through the house. In the next moment, a very energetic woman knocked into me.

“Finally! I have a daughter again!” She screamed, right into my ear might I add.

“Ma! I have always been your daughter I just changed form.” I said with exasperation.

Surprisingly the words went through one ear and out the other. I hope you noted my sarcasm.

“Girls are so much easier! I never want to have a son again! Never, ever leave me!” She said to me, in a desperate voice.

“Ma! Stop it, you’re over reacting. Jeez.”

She stopped hugging me, holding me at arm length, she stared at me, then she said, “What are you doing home? Aren’t you supposed to be at school young lady?”

Sighing, I just nodded my head, not wanting to explain to her what had happened, I tried to get away from her.

“Mia Townsend! Get your butt here this moment and tell me what happened!”

“Do I have to?” I said with the whiniest voice I could muster.

“Yes.”

I knew that tone of voice, I turned to look at her, and I swear I saw flames coming from her eyes.

“Did someone hurt my little baby?”

I swear, she has more mood swings on her than a schizophrenic does.

“No one hurt me Ma, don‘t worry about it.” I said to her.

“Well then,” she said, tears forming in her eyes, “why don’t you want me to know? Just because you were a male for a few weeks doesn’t give you the right to close off your emotions!”

Sitting on the couch I said, “Ma, I am sorry, it was just a harrowing afternoon, I couldn’t face the school anymore.” After that I went on to explain to her what happened.

Cooing softly, she said, “Poor baby its okay! Mommy is here for you.”

For some reason, that was more disturbing to me then the thought of turning back into a male.

Michael’s P.O.V.

That was one of the oddest encounters he had ever beheld. Staring after her retreating figured he wondered what had gotten into her. Normally she wasn’t so, difficult, if that was the word.

For once though he was rather proud of her, instead of looking down whenever he passed, she looked him straight in the eyes and spoke to him with a confidence he hadn’t heard in her voice in many years.

Maybe she was changing. The question was then, why was she changing, or was if whom was she changing for?

That last thought made him think he swore to himself that he would figure out why his little cat suddenly grew claws. Had somebody hurt her, had she finally realized her own worth mayhap? Either way, he wanted to know. If it was a person, he wanted to know who it was. Why was he obsessed about it, well that question was simple to answer.

She still belonged to him.

Mia’s P.O.V.

“You realize, daughter of mine, that you cannot out run your peers forever.”

“You right mother, I can not out run them forever, but I sure as hell can try.”

That startled a small laugh out of her mother, “Dearest, you have to go to school.”

Pulling the covers back over her she said stubbornly, “I refuse to ever do so again, I will not go back into that den of wolves! I would rather kill myself.”

Turning to Mia, she smiled encouragingly, “If that is what you wish, go on ahead but you know, you can’t be with Michael if you are dead.”

“Mooom!! I don’t really want to kill myself; I just don’t want to go to school.”

“I don’t want my daughter to be a guy, but for some reason that seemed to already have happened, we don’t always get what we want you know, now DEAL WITH IT!” With those last words she pulled her daughters covers off of her and yanked her out of bed. “Now get ready, dressed and downstairs in half an hour, you are going to school whether you like it or not.”

“You know,” Mia said as she glared violently at her mother, “most people are more sympathetic to the problems of their children.”

“Yes yes, but most people don’t have to deal with your problems and I don’t have the patience to listen to them, when you come back from school I shall be rested and ready! Now out you go, and have a good day at school.” With that she skipped down the steps.

“Mothers, you can’t live with them and can’t live without them...I think.”

Walking through the front doors of her high school, she did the only thing she could do, she sighed with resignation.

As she passed many of the people surrounding her, they stared openly and spoke in loud obnoxious voices.

...”Did you hear?...”

“..Yeah, that was her..”

“...Male clothing,...”

“...Boys Bathroom...”

Finally she made it to her locker, and standing there as if he was holding up the very wall was Michael Milligan, smiling warmly, “Hello Mia!”

WHAT THE HECK?

“Hey Michael, how are you?”

“Wonderful, and yourself?”

Is he REALLY talking to ME?

“Not bad, if you’ll excuse me please, I need to get to my locker and you seem to be standing in my way.”

As the words left her mouth, his eyes narrowed dramatically.

“I see.” Was all he said before he began to walk away, but as he passed he said three words that brought her up short, that froze the blood within her very veins.

“You’re still mine.”

What exactly did he mean by that?

Suddenly she wished that she was male again, and that all of this would disappear. All the problems, after all, as a male she didn’t have to worry about loving him, or people caring about her social status.

That is when the pains began once again.

Xx-Paralai-xX- Thanks again for the review on my chapter.

Chels- Thanks for the review, glad you enjoyed it...I can’t believe I even spewed forth this chapter, what with all the hours I have been working!