Alex at the mall

There was a bit of nervousness building in you as you dressed in a tomboy-ish outfit. This would be the only the second time you went out in public after having changed, and you were going to the mall where there would be a lot of people your age. Thankfully, you believed no one would recognize you. The changes were too drastic. Maybe if someone was confronted with the possibility you were a boy turned girl and they know you relatively well, they might see the resemblance. But you had no plans to announce anything to anyone.

Gwen meets you at the front door after having dressed and borrowed the keys to your parents' car. She gives you a peck on the lips as soon as you're out of sight of your parents and talks animatedly the whole way to the mall, more excited than you were to go clothes shopping.

It quickly becomes apparent that you and Gwen have different tastes as far a what clothes you're going to wear. As soon as you step inside the store you head off to look at the jeans and t-shirts and things that would be a little more suited for two days by the river, not even wanting to look at the dresses and skirts, but that's exactly where Gwen was, pulling one thing after another off of the racks.

By the time you had picked up a couple pairs of pants and shirts, Gwen returned to you, her arms full.

"It's so great we're about the same size," Gwen almost squealed with a grin on her face. "Any of the clothes you get should fit me as well; well, not the bras, you're a little bigger than me. Now c'mon, you have to try all these on."

You blush a little at Gwen's statement and you're herded into the surprisingly sizable dressing rooms, Gwen right behind you. You try on the stuff you picked out first, all of which you liked, and your sister did too, though she seemed a bit more ambivalent.

"Here, try this on," you're told and clothes are shoved into your arms.

Undressing again, you slip the flower print dress over your head.

Your sister ties a sash around your waist before stepping back. "Good, good. Now give me a twirl.

More than a little embarrassed, you reluctantly twirl.

"Oh, that wonderful!" Gwen exclaims and pulls you into a hug.

Outfit after outfit you model for Gwen. Sometimes she loved them, others she couldn't understand why or how she picked them out, and there a few she had no comment on.

The underwear didn't reveal itself until you reached the bottom of the pile, but it promptly send a tingle down your spine.

Your excitement was squashed quickly however as Gwen wrapped things up, gathering all the clothes she liked and most of the stuff you picked out.

"But what about—" you begin to protest.

"The underwear? Don't be gross. You think you would actually try those on here? Think about it for a second. Trust me, these fit."

A look of mild disgust crosses your face before you find yourself blushing again.

"Yeah, I guess that makes sense," you respond simply.

Checking out went smoothly enough, Gwen handled it as you stood to the side, eyeing a chocolate bar.

"Do you want that?" Gwen asked once she turned around, the shopping bags in hand.

Shyly you shook your head and Gwen quickly bought the chocolate for you, stuffing the receipt in her pocket.

"Hey, wait here for a moment," Gwen stated, handing you the bags she was carrying. "I gotta use the restroom real quick.

Gwen hurried off, leaving you start stand a bit awkwardly in the middle of the mall. You place the chocolate Gwen handed you in one of the bags and take to people watching, about all you can do with your hands full.

You pick up on a voice behind you.

"Fuck, look at her. She's hot."

"Look at her ass."

Covertly as you can manage you check out the people around you, but you quickly come to the realization they're talking about you.

"She's out of your league."

"I still want to tap that."

"You're telling me. What I wouldn't give to bend that over."

You shift uncomfortably. You don't like how they're talking about you, but your body seems to have a different response as you feel yourself getting wet, but then you hear a voice that makes you go stiff.

"You guys go ahead. I'll catch up. Just gotta hit the restroom."

It was Alex. You try to hide your face but you don't know what side he's going to pass by you, and as luck would have it, you picked the wrong one.

His eyes widen in shock and he glances back to see his friends gone.

"John?!" he whispers loudly.

"Its Summer," you reply matter of factly.

"Oh, Summer? That sounds nice. I uh— I never expected to see you here."

You glared. "I hoped never to see you here."

"Shit," Alex cursed, running his hands through his hair. "John— Summer! I'm sorry. I didn't— I—" He put his arm on yours.

Quickly you pulled away, but a tingle ran through your whole body.

"Don't touch me. I didn't tell my parents the whole truth. You're safe because you used to be my best friend, but that's over now."

"Goddamnit. Look, uh— Summer. I don't know if I'm leaving or not. I'm just— I don't know," Alex stumbles over his words before putting his arm on yours again.