Gifted Child                 by: Donna Spencer

 

Part 2 - Christie Speaks

I am so tripping out today! Hi! My name’s Christie. I’m at my Aunt Grace’s house with my mom and my cousin Donnie. It was Donnie’s birthday yesterday and my mom and I came down to celebrate with him. I guess the party was OK, Donnie wrote some really cool variations of Happy Birthday that he played on the piano with his neighborhood friends and he got some really cool stuff.

But that’s not what I’m tripping about. Mom and I stayed overnight in the little guesthouse in the back of Aunt Grace’s. It’s just a bedroom and bathroom, but it’s comfortable for a night or two. Kind of cute really. Anyway, we are sitting out in the backyard having breakfast when out walks my cousin Donnie wearing a dress! I couldn’t believe my eyes. I mean, he was wearing nylons and makeup and with his long hair he looked just like a girl. My mom just smiled and Aunt Grace just told him he looked nice this morning and to come get some breakfast. From the look on his face I could tell that he had completely forgotten that mom and I were there. Aunt Grace told him again to sit down and have breakfast because he was headed for the door ready to get the heck out of there.

Donnie came over to the table where my jaw is like laying there on the tabletop and sits down next to me. I could tell he was hecka scared since he was shaking all over and didn’t seem to be able to talk. He’s usually pretty serious so the "not talking part" was pretty normal. But you could see the sweat on his brow starting to form. I told him I thought he looked hecka cute, but then I whispered to him that he could use some help with the makeup because it was pretty much caked on. Later on I found out that he had never had any help at all. This was like his coming out day. Aunt Grace knew that he was trying on her clothes and makeup and stuff but he was doing it secretly. She didn’t know he was going to come out here this morning, but you would have never known from her reaction. She took it totally in stride like it was the most normal thing in the world for her son to be wearing a dress.

I guess the scary part for me is that I really did think he was hecka cute and I really wanted to help him do his makeup better. I mean, I totally love makeup and clothes and I never understood why a guy couldn’t have fun doing it too.

We started talking and he said his mom had given him the dress for his birthday totally as a surprise and then he told me that he had forgotten that my mom and I were still there. He had been trying for months to tell his mom that he liked girls’ clothes but he could never get up the nerve to tell her. He knew that she knew, but since she never said anything to him he figured she didn’t want to see him in a dress, but that it was ok if he wore them. Then when she gave him his own dress he just decided to come out in front of her wearing it. Like I said, he totally forgot that mom and I were there.

After he started talking he finally relaxed and he grabbed a bagel and smeared it with cream cheese and jam. He told me he was so scared when he came out he thought he was going to faint. I guess so. Not too many boys are running around in dresses, even at their houses, these days. It’s pretty unusual, I guess.

Donnie’s not the most macho guy you’ll ever meet. He likes baseball and stuff, but he never plays any sports. He spends most of his time playing the piano. It’s not like he’s a sissy or anything, but he’s hecka serious most of the time. I usually get kind of bored at Aunt Grace’s because Donnie will start to do his practice and completely forget I’m there. It’s usually ok so I don’t complain, but I just watch TV or read a book. I love to read.

So today he was totally different. I had never heard him talk so much in my entire life. I asked him if he was gay or anything like that and he said no and that he has a huge crush on Karen, the girl at the party last night.

I asked him if he was going to let Karen know about the dresses and stuff. He said, No Way! I asked him if he was sure that she wouldn’t be cool about it. Maybe she would help him with makeup and stuff. I told him it’s great to have girlfriends to talk about stuff like makeup and clothes because boys just don't get it at all. I mean boys are cool and stuff, but it’s pretty boring talking about farts and sports all the time. Not that Donnie talks about stuff like that, but like I said he hardly ever talks at all.

That’s when he asks me if I want to see the makeup his mom got him. Sure, I said. So we went inside and go into his room and there’s the makeup out on his desk. It’s from MAC so it’s good stuff. Aunt Grace must make a ton of money because she got him some really expensive stuff. I started to show him how to use some of the things a little better and I basically re-did his whole face.

Just then my mom sticks her head in the door and tells that they’re going to the mall with grandma and did us girls want to go with them. I’m like automatic yes, but Donnie thinks about it and then says ok. Then he asks me to leave the room so he can get changed. I told him he should go like he is. I mean he looks hot! He says there’s no way he’s going out in public as a boy in a dress. I told him there was no way that anyone was going to know he was a boy. He was being stubborn about it so I went out to wait with Mom and Aunt Grace.

Aunt Grace asked me where Donnie was and I told her he was in his room getting changed. She gets all hurt looking and says that she thought he looked good enough to go with them like he was. Then she says to Mom and I to come with her and try and talk him into going as he is.

Aunt Grace knocked on the door and he opens it when she calls out to him. He had taken the dress of and is standing there in a slip. I’m telling you he still looks like a girl even without the dress on. Aunt Grace then tells him to put the dress back on because they were ready to leave and didn’t have time to wait for him to get changed. He started to protest but Aunt Grace just interrupted him and told him she wanted him to wear the dress. She said it really sweet and was like pouting like it really hurt her that he didn’t want to wear the dress out to the mall. He then said what about Grandma? Aunt Grace said Grandma wouldn’t mind him wearing a dress either. I thought that was probably true because Grandma was hardly old fashioned. Her husband was 20 years younger than she was and she looked great for her age and still wore short skirts and other sexy clothes. I could see where Mom and Aunt Grace got their looks. Me too, I guess. Finally he agreed and he slipped the dress back on and we headed out to Grandma’s house.

 

 

 

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