A Drummer Girl - Part 4

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It was late, everybody was so tired, so went directly to their room. Carla just jumped into the bed without changing her clothes, it must be 2 or 4 minutes she was snoring. I was also somewhat tired, it's been crazy, never in my life, I thought I will be signing a contract as a girl, I was happy but was worried about what my parents will think about me.

Removing my clothes and makeup almost takes 20 odd minutes, "being a girl is dam lot of work," I said to myself. Changed to a maroon nightgown, "dam I also look hot, who will not date this beauty" I have started loving myself as a girl, not really missing ugly, and struggling Marc. Looking at the mirror, there were many shades of nail polish kept on the table, I thought of painting my nails, don't know why? Why I was thinking like that, it's a girl thing, the guy doesn't dare do that shit.

Back in school days, it was a trend going on, it was the cool thing for guys to paint their nails black. So be the cool kid in school I bought some black nail paint and painted my nails back. Still, it didn't look cool, I thought I should try something different, therefore went to my mom room brought a deep red color nail paint, "what I was thinking," went to my room started painting my nails, one finger black one finger red, so pretty, I mean so cool that was not enough I also painted my toenails, left one all black and the right one all red, then staring them for 15 minutes. They looked pretty dam beautiful, wish I could paint them pink, fast-forwarding, I was afraid to show them to my mom, or go to school like that, as she was at work, till she came back home I decided to remove it because it was too girly for a boy. I then never paint my nails again, but now I have my chance, so dare myself, let's fuck it, there were many shades back, pink, blue, red, light grey, maroon, purple.

Girly as it gets, I decided to go with the girliest color which was pink and purple. Carefully one by one, I painted all my nails like any young girl will do. It was very satisfying, the aroma which came from the nail polish bottle really given me goosebumps, like my all body was shivering. So pretty, wish guys could experience this.

I was getting sleepy, but the polish was not dried off, keeping my fingers separated for a few minutes. Ah, I think they are dried. Went back to bed looking at my girly nails.

As laid on my bed it must be few minutes, saw Carla, she was deep in sleep. Suddenly staring at my toenails, I should paint them also. All my sleep vanished, took the pink and purple bottle started polishing them, oh my god I loved it. I will always keep them painted, will I?

Now I can sleep! and went to bed. Life is so beautiful as a girl.

The next morning I wake up very late, looking at my nails I smiled. When I look around, no one was there. So decided to take a bath, as all the girls must be waiting for me in the lobby. My body was so smooth, there was no single hair. Carla told me it will take 3 to 4 weeks to notice any hair, then again we have to wax it is because it is better than shaving it.

Came out of the bathroom, wrapping the towel around my waist, it was not correct, I must wrap it around my chest, that's what all the girls do. There I was, posing in the mirror with a towel wrap around my chest. But where are my breast? haha haha. Silly girl.

As I was deciding what to wear, someone knocks on the door. "who is it" "it's me, Marcus." I opened the door with a towel wrap around my chest. Looking at his face, he looked tense. "your father called me, he told me its an emergency, it is about your mom, she wants to see you, I have already arranged your flight, now get ready, and go, this is your ticket," "thank you so much, Marcus" "thank me later," "hey listen flight is at 2pm so be on time, ok bye and take care".

Then he left, I have left Marcus Mobile number, to my parents for any emergency. Talking about my parents I love them a lot. My dad was a baseball player, not that of a successful player but was ok, then he started coaching for the local school team, where he got somewhat success. Never forced me for anything, has supported me to become a drummer, buying me the first drum kit, my mom never liked it, she wishes me to become a singer, send me to music school, my voice was good but it was somewhat girly, you say it was androgynous, which I was embarrassed about, but now my voice, it got some use, no one can say that it's not a girl speaking. I sometimes wish I was better of a singer than a drummer, if I get the chance I want to be a girl singer in this band. Telling about my mom, she had sacrificed her career for me. Why women always have to sacrifice their careers, unfortunate but true. I love my mom and dad.

I started getting ready, but wait I don't have any guy's clothes, shit! Wait a minute, I have one pair of yellow t-shirt and black jeans, but they were from the women's section, thought that they look gender-neutral. After wearing the t-shirt, the sleeves were very short, defiantly looking like a girls t-shirt, with my arms with no muscle mass, and hairless looked very feminine. Now pulling up the jeans, they were definitely tight but looked decent. Shoes to wear, thank god I have one pair of red canvas shoes. Afraid to look at the mirror picked up my wallet and ticket and went out of the room.

It was almost 1 pm, so I have to hurry up to the airport. Twenty-minute ride to the airport. Taxi driver misgender me, thought that I was a woman, calling me miss, I thought of telling him but I did not. Do I really look like a girl without makeup? In the airport, on the plane, everybody thought I was a female, calling mam. The Air hostess also complimented for my nails. I was worried about what my mom and dad will think, they don't know anything about me being an all-time girl. They will be shocked seeing me like this with the hairless body, painted nails, curved eyebrows, and bob hair. No doubt people thought I was a woman.

No worries, I shook my head, will tell them the whole truth, I know they love me for who I have become.

The plane landed, after one hour thirty minutes. All-time just went worrying and thinking.

More thirty minutes bus ride and I was outside my home. My house was a typical countryside house with a lawn. Oh my god, the lawn looks great, mom must be busy gardening.

Small worried steps towards the door.

Press the bell, my heart pumping fast. Finally, open the door it was my dad. It was very dark inside, there was a blast, all the lights were on, I saw party balloons on the wall. Suddenly from nowhere were everybody pop-out, singing the happy birthday song. Oh my god, it was my birthday, I really forgot.

Surprise surprise my darling, my mom screamed happily.

Dad gives me the knife. Cutting the cake I saw my uncle and aunt and their kids, some of my old buddies.

I was in a very shitty situation. To be happy or be embarrassed due to how I look. All the clapping and singing stop. Everyone who was in the hall was staring at me. Mom was standing beside me. "Are you Mac!", "Ya, mom it's me," "what happened to you, Mac? why are you looking like a chick?", "have you changed your gender"? Dad spoke, "son what's going on," please answer!

It was very humiliating and embarrassing standing in the middle of the hall with cake in my hand. Some of them were smiling at me. This is what we called a birthday surprise.

Dad shouted, "say something." I want to cry out, but I can't because guys don't cry. Standing still, I heard someone saying, "the chick has, beautiful nails." Dad again shouted, "everyone just please keep your dam mouth shut." I have never seen dad that angry.

Words were not coming out of my mouth.

"It is for the Band" I spoke silently, Dad, "what?" I said once again with more force, "it is for the band dad, it is for the band."

"which fucking band". Calming myself I told the whole thing. "I am one of the girls in an all-girl band called Touch My Butt and You're Dead." I told them every detail, but not one thing which was about Dave. It took me almost 20 minutes to explain every bloody thing.

"So this is permanent?" Dad said "no dad." "you really disappointed me, Mac, look at you," "I am sorry dad."

Then something came into my mind and I said it aloud.

"Well, I am not sorry dad!, Why the world is like this? What's wrong with a guy dressing up as a girl? Why everyone has a problem with that? It's my life I can do whatever I want".

Not looking at anybody, I went straight into my room crying like a girl. All the humiliation, emotions, embarrassment flowing in my veins feeling deeply sad, just want to die.

Layed down on my bed, crying. It must be few minutes, mom was peeping out from the back of the door. "Come in mom." Mom and I were what can I say, our relationship was like friends not like best friends, I use to tell her everything. Mom softly saying, "everything will be alright, dad and everybody including me were shocked, it is not your fault or yours, it is all fault of the situation, I see you are very much tired, you must take some rest, we should talk about this later, dad has booked our tables in some fancy restaurant tonight, ok baby I am going out.

Laying on the bed for some time, I was then sleeping. It must be seven-thirty, I wake up, mom came to my room, baby there is a call for you. It was Marcus. "Hello, Alysa how are you? what was the emergency? is your mom ok? hey Marcus, everything is fine. "I have called you for tomorrow, you must come to the studio, there is a meeting," are you available," "yes Marcus," "I have booked your bus ticket from your town to the city, the bus is at 10 pm, I will give you the details write it on a paper". I wrote down the details. Marcus is really a great manager.

Mom came to the hall told me to get ready. I see no signs of dad. Went to my room, In the closet, I was searching for what to wear, suddenly mom came holding a dress. "you can wear this," it was a little black dress, "no way mom," "your dad told me to give it to you in a positive way, no hard feelings," "no way mom I don't want to wear it," "wear it or dad will get mad," "what's going on mom, first, he was mad that I look like a girl, now he wants me to wear a dress, "I know he was mad at you ,but he told me it is ok, "just wear it, he brought this dress for me, but it was too short for me at this age, it will fit you well, with your slim figure and sexy legs." "Oh, mom just shut up."

I was very much fascinated to wear the dress but can't show this excitement to my mom. "ok mom give it to me," "that's my boy sorry girl," "come on mom really."

I quickly slipped on the dress. "oh my god, Mac, it is a perfect fit." "shut up, mom." I was looking at the mirror to check. It was definitely a perfect fit but needs some improvement, as I don't have the boobs to support, the top side was hanging loose.

"I know what are you thinking, come to my room." As I went to the room, she handed me a black color push-up bra. It was very embarrassing. After wearing it, looked perfect on me. The push-up bra worked its magic showing my fake boobs.

There was a dressing table, "sit here, it's makeup time," as I sat on the chair, mom started brushing my hair, then some foundation, red lipstick, some eyeliner, and eye shadow, dangle earrings." stop it, mom you." "Now you are ready, wait I forgot about the pumps, hey baby what size is yours" "I don't want to wear heels mom," "so are you wearing canvas shoes whit the dress" "he he he, how funny mom," "take this pumps they will fit you perfectly." "ok mom give it to me."

I tried on the black pumps, and surprise surprise they fit me like the gloves. "There you go baby, now try to walk in them." I started the model show. Looking at my mom, she was excited and happy, I think she enjoyed this moment with me like Mother-Daughter does. I was also getting the feeling, of being her daughter. This is the happiest moment in my life mother, I told her. "you look quite beautiful in this dress."

Dad shouted from the hall, "guys, it's getting late, please hurry up" "Coming in 10 minutes Harry".

I was terrified. Mom also did her makeup, and was looking stunning wearing a red dress and maroon heels. Holding each other hands we were walking towards the hall. "You really have practice walking in heels," "please shut up, mom." All those days with the band wearing high heels made me a pro.

Dad was waiting for us. When he looked up at us, his eyes just pop out. "Oh, my fucking goodness what the hell, who is this fucking chick in the black dress, seeing this shit I must die now," "Harry what the hell you are talking," "is this our son?", "Why are you talking like that now, you are the one who told me to dress him like this," "ya but I fucking thought that, he will refuse to wear it, if there was any man left in him, I was testing him, shit looked at him all doll up like a whore", "who the hell are you to test him like this, goddammit."

Hearing all this shit, I was standing still, so numb, this was the worst thing that happens to me. Not saying anything, I ran out of the house!