fright night

All day you go back and forth on how you should dress for your date. Namely because you don't know how you could leave the house dressed as a girl with your parents home. But then what if someone you knew saw you at the movies with another guy. Would they think it was a date? What if they saw you dressed as kara and recognized you! There would be no way to explain that.

"I just don't know what to do?" you told erin laying with her on her bed.

"Well forget all of that, that's an after thought. Which way would you feel more comfortable?"

You thought for a while even afraid to say the answer out loud. "Kara."

"Then go as kara. I'll help anyway I can."

"Good cause I have no idea how to do makeup." You spend the next half hour having your makeup done. "You know sis if you're gonna dress up more often you'll need to practice this yourself. But since tonight is your first date I'll let it slide."

"Thanks." you chuckled.

"About how to get out of the house I have an idea. It's something girls do all the time. You wear your nice outfit over your slutty dress."

"I don't want to dress slutty!"

"Okay but the principle is still the same. Just wear your boring boy clothes over your cute outfit and change in the car.

"That sounds like a great plan."

"Yeah you just gotta hide your face from mom and dad." After twenty more minutes you were finished and absolutely stunned when you look in the mirror.

"I'm gorgeous!"

"Well of course you are sis. Did you doubt my skills?" she laughed.

"No, no. I just cant believe I look even better than yesterday."

"Oh hun you have so much to learn about being a girl. Yesterday was everyday makeup. Tonight's is date night makeup. Now come on I'll help you pick out a dress. We already know what lingerie you're going to wear."

After many minutes of searching and disagreeing on what is and isn't slutty you both find an outfit you can agree on. A simple white floral peasant top with a blue skirt and pantyhose to show off your "gorgeous legs" as erin called them. "Now the shoes. You know you're really lucky we have the same size feet. Most girls like you have to go online to find shoes big enough."

"What do you mean girls like me? I'm not a girl." you protest even knowing it was futile given how you were currently dressed.

"Sure okay." She scoffed pulling out a pair of black suede ankle boots with two inch heels. "Here you should be able to walk in these if you could walk in the wedges."

Seeing yourself in the mirror you were stunned again. "I look amazing!"

"I'm sure tom will love it."

"I hope-I mean who cares."

Erin laughed and laid on her bed. "Kara you don't have to lie to me. You obviously like tom."

"May-maybe." you blushed.

"Look if you don't lie to me I'll be honest with you too okay?"

"Okay. And honestly I don't know how I feel about tom. He just makes me feel so good." Your mind flashes back to you and tom in the arcade,how safe you felt in his arms.

"For now that's enough. Let's get your icky boy clothes on."

A few minutes later you walk down the stairs wearing sweat pants and a hoodie and sneakers carrying a duffel bag containing your shoes and a small makeup bag to retouch your makeup if needed. "I'm going to meet the guys for a pick up game at the gym. I shouldn't be more than a few hours."

Your dad eyes you suspiciously. "At this time of night?"

"Y-yeah it was kind of a spur of the moment thing. They just texted me."

"Well alright. Don't be too late."

"I wont." you breathed a sigh of relief as you left and got in your car. Immediately you took off your hoodie and pants before driving off. The shoes you would put on later.

When you arrive you luck up and find a front space spot "Perfect, don't want to be stuck in a dark parking lot if I need to beat a hasty retreat." You find tom standing at the ticket line and before you're even near him you feel safer already.

"Lookie what we got here." a deep voice said behind you. It was one of the guys on your team. Rick the power forward. "If you aren't the cutest thing here tonight.

"T-thank you." you mumble backing away slowly not wanting to let him close enough to see through your makeup. "I'm meeting my boyfriend." You hope hearing you have a boyfriend will deter him.

"Well you're in luck cause here I am." It doesn't.

"No I-I already have a boyfriend and he's already-" he grabs you by your arm and pulls you close and for the first time you smell the **** on his breath. Coach would kick him off the team if he found out.

"Girl your little boyfriend can wait. What say we go around back and have a showing of our own."

"I said no!" you pushed him away and he stumbled back drunkenly.

"Hey I'm being nice here! And you're gonna reject my offer?" He reached for you again and you hit him with a right hook to his jaw that only pissed him off. He drew back his giant fist to punch you back when suddenly he's thrown through the air onto the harsh concrete. Tom stood over the drunken rick prepared for more.

"I think you need to call a cab, before I call the police." [God he really is fast. Like a superhero.]

"Tom the fag."

"Witty as ever rick."

"What are you doing here? They start showing gay porn here?"

"Maybe I came looking for a fight. You game? Or are you still sore from the last time we tangled."

You stood beside tom ready to fight if need be. "So did you finally decide to switch teams or...Oh my god! You're a guy!" He started rolling on the ground laughing. "You're one of them heshes!"

Biting back your anger and your fear as long as you can you bend down over rick placing your very hard knee in his liver. "Get this straight big boy. You not only hit on me but tried to attack me. The first will get you to lose all of your little friends, hitting on a what was it a 'heshe'? The second will land you in jail. Failing that you being drunk off your ass right now will get you kicked off the team. So if you don't want this little video" you tap his face with your phone as he struggled to breath. "getting out I suggest you do the smart thing for once. Call a cab and go home and leave us to our good time."

"Fine." he strained.

"Good boy. Come along my dear." You say taking tom's arm in yours glad that your bluff worked. "That was a beautiful hip toss by the way."

"That was a good hook too, but are you okay?"

"I am now." you rest your head on his shoulder which took some doing since you were now only an inch shorter than him.

"I hope you don't mind I got us tickets for a scary movie. I didn't expect that to happen."

"I'll be fine so long as I can hold on to you."

The movie about a killer clown eating children was just as scary as advertised. You remember why you didn't want to see it in the first place. But being with tom made it a lot less scary. You find yourself burying yourself in tom's arm with every jump scare and pulling him closer with every gruesome ****. "It's okay. I've got you." He whispered as your body tensed up for the final battle where the children confront the monster.The children having succeeded, or had they, you both left the theater and found your car outside. He held you close as you leaned against your car. He was so much more brave than you, so strong, so fast, so sweet. You couldn't resist any longer and took his face in your hand and kissed him. When did kissing him get so easy.

"Wow." he gasped.

"You keep saying that."

"As long as you keep kissing me like that I will." you lay against him letting his strong arms envelop you. You never wanted tonight to end.

"Hey I've got an idea if you're up for a ride?"

"I'll go anywhere with you."

You smile and open the door to your car. "This time I drive my car." A few minutes later you arrived at the roller rink. "Ready for some fun?"

"Always."

The check-in woman asked for your shoe sizes and you had to check your sister's shoe to find out what size you actually were. "Eight. Women's."

"Well of course sweetheart. Why you'd positively be swimming in a men's eight. Here you go miss and you two have fun out there." You knew you shouldn't feel it but you couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and gleefulness at being called miss.

After tying up your skates you both headed out to the floor. You loved skating which is how you knew the roller rink would be open until midnight giving you both plenty of time to skate and how you glided across the floor like a ballerina. When you finally stop spinning you notice tom holding onto the wall for dear life.

You glide over to him "Do you not know how to skate?"

"I-I know how. I'm just not very good at it."

"Well why didn't you say so?"

"I didn't want to disappoint you."

"You're just the sweetest. Here take my hands." You slowly pull him away from the wall. "Keep your legs under you. Can you feel your center of gravity?"

"Y-yes."

"Good keep it in your hips. Slowly extend one leg slightly. And push off with it. Good now the other one." Soon he starts to get the hang of the basic motions and you take his hand in yours as you both glide along the floor. "How are you feeling?"

"Much better."

"Think you'll be okay on your own? I have to use the little girls room."

"I should be fine."

"Great." you kiss him on his forehead as you glide off of the floor and into the girls room. After a fight with your pantyhose to pull them down so you can pee and another fight pulling them back up you check your makeup in the mirror as three other girls enter the bathroom with you. You try not to notice but you can see one girl is clearly staring at you.

"Hey. You've got to get out of here." the blonde girl orders.

"Why is that?" you ask while trying to nonchalantly touching up your lipstick.

"Because this is the girls bathroom." The obviously dyed redhead explains.

"I am a girl."

"Please. I know a boy in a dress when I see one. You look like a linebacker." the blonde says her cold eyes cutting into you like a knife.

"I didn't know linebacker's came this cute." you try to act like her words don't phase you. You were about to leave anyway but didn't want them to think they defeated you so you took your time.

"All the makeup in the world won't change what you are." the redhead spat.

"If you don't leave we'll call the cops." the blonde threatened.

"Go ahead, call them I haven't done anything illegal."

"Oh really? 'Oh officer you have to help us this man came into the bathroom and started feeling us all over!'"

"You wouldn't!"

"Try us." The blonde dared.

You gathered up your things and pushed past the girls hearing their echoing laughter behind you.

You find tom once again holding on to the wall. "Ready to go?"

"Sure cutie."

"Don't call me that."

"What's wrong."

"I'm not cute. I'm a...can we just go?"

"Sure. Let's go." tom thankfully didn't argue. He didn't say much the rest of the ride back to where he parked his truck until he got out. "I'll call you tomorrow." You drove off without a word knowing that if you tried to speak you'd break down and you had many things to do.

You found an all night gas station and slipped in the bathroom while the worker was in the back. Smartly your sister left you a way to wash your makeup off. You scrubbed your face until you were sure every bit was gone and then some. You stared at the freak in the dress in the mirror, how you hated him for thinking he could do this. Your anger boiled over until finally you reached out and headbutted your own reflection in the mirror.

You slipped out of the bathroom sans pretty outfit now back in your sweats and drove home.

"Your home awfully late." your mother chided.

"Sorry. The game ran over." you lied as you shuffled to the stairs. Your mom stopping you when she saw the big bump on your head.

"Oh my god what happened to you?"

"I missed a pass and it got me in the head." Your mom turned your head this way and that checking the extent of the damage. "Can I please go to bed?"

"Sure honey. Sweet dreams."

"Yeah." you sighed. At the top of the stairs erin greeted you her eyes wide with excitement.

"So how'd it go? Was it fun? Did you kiss? Did you confess your love?" she asked rapidly.

"No. Here." you handed her the bag and continued on to your room. Either she was too shocked or understood you didn't want to talk about it, she left you alone the rest of the night allowing you to sleep.