Tammy True

by Angel

 

Part 1

My Flight into Hell

Or

Why I Hate Airports!

 

I've always looked forward to the end of school, that is, until 2 years ago! That was when my mother got it in her head that my summers would be better if I spent them with my Aunt Megan, her older sister. My mom, Ms. Greta Cert, gets very busy in the summer and flies off at almost anytime and never knows how long she will be gone. From the beginning of June until the end of August I might see her for a week, total. She is a computer crisis interventionist, what ever the hell that is!

All I know is every summer, I got sent off to camp. Not a cool camp either! You had to learn shit at these damn camps! I mean, I'd just got out of school and I didn't want to learn anymore crap until September! Well, I put my foot down and threw the biggest tantrum fit anybody had ever witnessed. I mean I really went all out, screaming and crying, kicking and even throwing some stuff. That was 2 years ago. My mom finally realized I hated these camps and came up with an alternative.

I would now spend my summers with Aunt Megan. Crap and double crap! Her older sister, Megan Cert, who had no kids and lived in the weirdest town in the whole world! Get this, the town's name is 'Santa's Hideaway' and it's a tourist trap in the extreme. This place celebrates Christmas year round! It's miles away from anywhere and that's how they get people to come there. Exit 77 took you right into town. The last town was at exit 12 and the next one was not until exit 130! Both of these towns are small and the big city is over 300 miles away! I was trapped and there was no way out. At least I wouldn't have to learn stuff all the time and I'd have my own room, sort of.

The biggest drag was the lack of a library or even a damn pool! The one thing the town did have was a community center, if you could call it that., a combination meeting hall and anything else that was needed from Monday to Saturday. On Sunday it was all Church stuff, several visiting preachers would come and do a service. From 7:00 a.m. on the hour until 12:00 noon and then it was 'Church Social' time. Everybody brought some kind of food or desert and all you could do is sit and be social! Man I hate Sunday! All dressed up and you had to be real good or else! The only cool things for kids to do, were at the bowling center. All the other stuff was crafts and dancing junk.

I didn't deserve this! I'm a good kid, 11 years old and haven't ever been in any real trouble. I get very good grades in school. I am quiet and a loner for the most part. I don't want to be, it's just the other kids think I'm weird. Well shit, I am weird! 11 years old and only 4' 3" tall. I weigh 68 pounds and look like I belong in 2nd grade! I hate myself! I try to fit in, I really do! I mean I wear the coolest stuff I can find and that's not easy, having to shop in the little boy's section! I got my ear pierced and have the coolest stud in it, a skull with a snake threaded through it's eyes.

My mom got really pissed at me, about that! I have to admit, I can only wear it when she doesn't know. I change it on the way to school everyday. I mean, the one she got me to wear sucks! A stupid small diamond! Not only that, she made me grow my hair out just because I dyed my black hair with red streaks. She actually took me to her hairdresser and made me get it all dyed back to black! Shit, midnight brunette they called it! The lady said I had to let my hair grow out and then she would cut out the color leaving my natural hair color. Crap, that is my natural hair color! The brunette part anyway, so why do I have to let it grow out? GEEZ, grown ups are so stupid sometimes!

 

Okay, so this is how it all started 2 years ago...

So here I am at the damn airport with my mom and these jerks rip apart my bags! I mean they took everything out and only put a few things back. SHIT! My 3 pocket knives and even my watch that had a tiny knife attached on a chain had to go. My studded belt, vest, 3 pairs of pants, 4 shirts and my favorite hat had to go just because the studs were pointy. Those jerks even took my cowboy boots just because I put those studs in around the heels! That was most of my clothes right there! I like the looks of pointy studs and did put them on most of my clothes. Hey, the big kids would leave me alone when I wore that stuff. So now all I had was 2 pairs of red jean cutoffs, 3 stupid red tank tops and 4 pairs of my Calvin K's briefs my mom always got me.

I wanted boxers, but my mom insisted I wear these stupid skimpy, colored briefs! I mean they didn't even have the flap in them to take a wiz! Boy's bikini briefs, GEEZ! She even packed the ones with stupid designs on them. I mean they aren't even cotton they are made of this stupid nylon crap. She must have been on a red kick or something because everything I had left was red, just my briefs had other colors. She didn't even pack the black ones, all that was there was white with red circles, green with yellow diamond shapes, blue with yellow stripes and the worst of all, she called them her favorites, mauve colored with white squiggles. Mauve? They sure looked pink to me!

Geez! One of the jerks is a woman and of course she had to check out my briefs! She even held them up and looked at me and winked! SHIT! Could it get any worse than THAT? Oh yeah, the pair she held up the highest and even shook them out? You guessed it, the damn mauve pair! My mom smiled at her, I just wanted to run and hide. Oh man, I have to take off my sneakers now! Stupid studs! Okay, my mom is running to one of those little shops in the airport to get me a new pair. I tried to tell them they were black plastic studs, but it didn't matter, I had to leave them. SHIT!

Okay, they stuffed my few remaining clothes back in the suitcase and the lady came over to me and patted me down! GEEZ! What was I anyway? A 4' 6", 68 pound terrorist? Oh Shit! I forgot about the plastic studs on my belt loops. "No way lady, I'm not taking my pants off here and that's that!"

What the hell, I have to go to the back with her and I am now in a room with just me and her. She hands me a pair of my red shorts and demands my pants! Oh Shit! So I give her my damn pants and now I look like a dork! What? No way am I giving up my hair clip! So what if it's pointy, I need my hair clip! Oh Shit! I really do look like a dork now!

Man, this floor is cold! I wish I wore some socks today. Shit, I didn't even pack any and it looks like my mom forgot, too. Oh well, my aunt will get me some.

So here I am standing here in bare feet wearing red cut offs and a bright yellow T-shirt with my favorite band's name and logo on it. "Heart Breaker" the best rockin' rap group around. I could do without their stupid logo though. It was a big red heart with little cracks in it that you can't really see too well until you look really close. One of the few T-shirts I have that my mom actually approved of. Okay, so now my long hair is free and comes down past my shoulders. What a sight I must be! GEEZ!

Somebody is knocking on the door. The lady opened it and there's my mom. "Oh no! I can't wear those sneakers!"

"What? That's all they had in your size." That figures, once again my small size has me wearing little kids' stuff!

"But mom, red sneakers with that stupid yellow bird?" Not the big one either, the one that is always getting that cat in trouble. GEEZ! Now I really look like a dork! I look like a little kid, damn it!

At least my mom is using my favorite nickname, 'TC'. No, the 'T' doesn't stand for that, my name is really stupid. I was named after my mom's father, Tambert. Stupid name, huh? Tambert Cert. That's why I like being called TC. A few of my friends call me Tam, but my mom often calls me Tammy. I hate that! My Grandma calls me Tammy all the time and so does my aunt! My Grandpa just calls me T.

Finally we can leave and I can board the plane. Just in time too, the plane is scheduled to leave in ten minutes! My mom walks with me and has me sit down in the waiting area. She goes up to this lady and starts talking to her and points towards me. The lady smiles and they talk some more as the lady starts writing something. The lady joins my mom as they walk over to me.

This crazy lady starts saying the strangest shit I ever heard to me, she says "Hi Tammy, your mommy has told me this is you first time on an airplane and she wants to make sure you are safe and taken good care of. Your stewardess is named Cindy and she will take care of you when you board the big airplane. We have a rule that all minors have to wear a name tag so I made one for you and I will stick it on your pretty shirt. That IS a pretty shirt you are wearing Tammy. I bet you are a real heartbreaker."

With all that weird shit said, she puts this big "Hello, My Name Is Tammy" sticker on my chest! Now I am getting really pissed off and I'm about to say some nasty stuff to this lady when my mom speaks up and says, "Thank you Linda, I will feel so much better knowing my little Tammy will be watched over and taken care of. Tammy can be such a tomboy and can tell a good tale from time to time. I Know Cindy will understand, but she should be firm if Tammy gets out of hand or loud. My sister Megan will be at the airport waiting for Tammy, so if you have any trouble please let her know and she will take care of it so no repeats will happen on the return trip."

"I am sure Tammy will be a very good little girl for us, Greta, and I don't think she wants to be strapped into a seat with a locking restraint. That is what happens to naughty children on a big airplane in flight."

They both looked at me and I swallowed the words I was about to scream at them. I could just picture me being all strapped up and locked into a seat for the 4 hour flight. Shit, I did look like a dorky little girl at that! I don't like it one bit, but what choice do I have. Even my mom let her believe I was a little girl damn it!

Linda smiled at me and I smiled back, hiding my anger pretty well I think. When she left us alone I turned to my mom and whispered "MOM! How could you let them think I was a girl?"

"Tammy, I am sorry about that, but I didn't think about it when she asked me your name. I told her it was Tammy and that's when she said you were a very cute little girl. I looked at you more closely then and I had to admit, Honey, you do look just like a cute little girl in that outfit you are wearing and with your hair loose. I just thought it would be best to let her think you were a little girl instead of trying to convince her you are a boy. Imagine what everybody would think about you dressed and looking like you do now if they knew you were an eleven year old boy. Just stop and think, Honey, that shirt with Heart Breaker written on it with that big red heart in the center, your red shorts and those sneakers I was forced to buy you and it was you who decided to not wear any socks today."

Oh shit, and double crap! She's right and now what? I have to spend 4 hours as a girl! Damn it anyway, what's four hours? I can handle that I just can't wait to get this over with. Meet Aunt Megan at the airport, go to her house and change back into TC!

"Okay, mom, I will play along for the flight to Aunt Megan's, but once I get to her house I will be all TC."

My mom smiled and even gave me a hug and a kiss! She hadn't done that in years! Well, for about two years anyway. The announcement that my flight was now boarding boomed out and Linda came up to me and took hold of my hand. Oh GEEZ!

My mom said "Bye, Bye, sweetheart." Oh crap! I waved bye to her as Linda led me to and down the ramp.

Another lady was standing at the entrance to the plane with a big smile on her face and Linda introduced us. "Cindy, this is Tammy and she will be flying with you this trip. Her mommy is worried about her because it is her first trip on a big airplane and she is traveling all by herself like a big girl." Oh shit and double crap! I almost said it out loud.

Cindy knelt down to eye level with me and said, "Tammy, I'm pleased to meet you and don't worry about a thing, Honey. I can see you are a big girl and a very pretty one at that. You'll be sitting right next to our station and will be very safe, okay?"

I said "Okay, Cindy, I'm not afraid and can I sit next to a window?"

She laughed as Linda said goodbye to us and led me by the hand to a window seat right in the middle of the plane. She said, "Here you go, a window seat for you, Princess."

Okay, so I'm a girl for four hours. I can take this shit. I don't like it one bit, but I can take it. She called me Princess. YUCK!

I could see a place with another stewardess checking cabinets and stuff from my seat. I noticed as I walked to my seat that all the other seats had just one strap for a seatbelt and the one I sat in and the ones next to it had shoulder straps to. I hope they don't lock mine!

Okay, so now I am sitting next to the window and I look up to see a horde of people hunting for their seats. What a site! I couldn't help giggling watching this real life comedy show. One real fat couple took their time squeezing into the center row. They had been split up, one in each end seat. Another couple came and they had the center seats in that row and right away started hollering for the stewardess. I heard Cindy say, "Oh shit," under her breath and that made me laugh.

She looked at me and smiled holding one finger over her lips. I guess they decided to have the fat couple sit together on one end and the other couple took the other end of the row. Some people had a hard time getting their one carry-on bag squeezed into those little bins over their heads. I couldn't help laughing when one old lady dropped her bag right on the head of another old lady.

The section I was in had 3 seats lined up one after the other while the center section had 4. The other side of the plane had 3 seats like mine. It took awhile, but everybody was finally sitting with their seatbelts fastened. Cindy came to me and buckled me in and hooked the shoulder straps tightening them real tight! GEEZ! Cindy and another stewardess stood in the aisles while a recording played about how to use the seatbelt and that other junk like exit doors and crap like that. I remember seeing a 'mime', you know, the people who don't talk and just do motions and face expressions. That is what Cindy looked like. I giggled some more, it was funny to see you know!

Wow! We started moving, but the noise was real loud! I could see the wing and parts of the wing moved and the huge engines had little things that spread out from around the back of it. Then it got boring, we just sat in a long line of planes just creeping along.

Cindy came and sat down next to me and another stewardess did too. They strapped themselves in and Cindy held my hand. "Okay, Tammy," she said, "we have been cleared to take off now. The pilot will move the plane onto the departure runway and then we're going to go real fast. It will get a little bumpy at first and the engine noise will be even louder, but there's nothing to worry about, okay?"

"Okay, Cindy, this is real cool!" I said. She laughed.

Sure enough we were going down the runway and I was squished back in my seat and the noise was real loud! There was on big loud bump and we started going up and up and up! The bump scared me and I squeezed Cindy's hand real hard and she said, "Wow, Tammy, you have a strong grip." And then she laughed. I did too.

The funniest thing happened then, I saw Cindy looking at me funny. She was looking at my ear. She said "Tammy, why do you have only one ear pierced?"

Oh shit! I had to think quick and I hate doing that, I always mess up. I answered her "My favorite band in the whole world is Heart Breaker and they only have one ear pierced and that is what I wanted."

She laughed and said "Sweetheart, that is fine for a boy, but a girl always has both ears pierced. If you weren't so cute, people might think you were a boy with only one ear pierced."

Oh brother! This gets harder all the time. She looked at me funny again and said, "I know what we can do. I will be right back, okay?"

I said okay and wondered what she was going to do. I HATE THIS! Shit and double crap! How did I get into this mess? Damn studs and these damn sneakers and damn laws! She said I was cute! Oh no, I had to crap real-bad, but I couldn't get this damn seatbelt unhooked! The straps wouldn't come loose! They locked me in! I was scared and looked around for Cindy. Oh cool, there she was coming back my way. She had a little purse with her.

I said "Cindy, I have to poop real-bad and I can't get the seatbelt off."

She answered "No problem Tammy, you have to undo this first and then the straps can be unhooked." She did something with the belt and sure enough the straps unhooked.

She took me by the hand and led me to the front of the plane. I had to squeeze my butt tight I was afraid I would crap my pants. Taking little steps I had to walk real fast to keep up with Cindy. I could feel my butt wiggling like crazy, but I couldn't help it! Cindy took me through some curtains. I sat down just in time boy did I have to go!

I just had pulled up my briefs when Cindy knocked and just came right in! Oh NO! She smiled and said "Those are cute panties, Tammy." Oh shit! I pulled up my shorts and washed my hands at the little sink. I looked up and saw my face and with my bright yellow 'Heartbreaker' T-shirt on and my hair loose I did look like a little girl! Damn! I hate that big red heart logo!

Cindy had taken some stuff out of her little purse and started brushing my hair back, she said "Just a few little things and you will look just like the pretty girl we know you are."

Cindy made a ponytail high up on the back of my head and used a thick frilly yellow stretchy thing to tie it with. GEEZ! Then she took out some lipstick! Oh no! Nope, I wasn't going to wear lipstick, no way!

"I don't wear lipstick, Cindy," I said. She just laughed.

She said "Princess, we can't pierce your other ear on the plane so you should take that one out. Instead of earrings we can make you look pretty by adding a little make-up so nobody will be looking at your ears. They will be looking at your very pretty face instead."

Oh shit and double crap! She not only put some lipstick on me, but she did stuff to my eyebrows and eyelashes, too! Then, she used her fingers to put some junk on my cheeks. When she was done she had me turn around and look at myself in the mirror. OH MY GOD! OH SHIT and TRIPLE CRAP! I was a damn girl! YUPPERS, no doubt about it now!

Cindy had a big smile on her face and said "Oh my, you are gorgeous! Nobody will ever doubt you are anything but a very pretty little girl now." She looked at me like I was supposed to say something, but I was just too shocked seeing myself this way to say anything. All I could do was stare at my reflection and I did just that. The little girl in the mirror looked real cute!

She turned me around and asked me what I thought and I said, "I didn't think I could look like that."

She said, "Tammy, I will take that as a compliment and a thank you."

OOPS! I said, "Thank you, Cindy." She smiled and led me out of the bathroom holding my hand again.

The looks I got as I walked back to my seat were bad enough, but some of the ladies would say crap like, 'What a pretty little thing,' and one old lady, the one who Bonked the other old lady on the head with her carry-on bag grabbed my hand! Cindy let go of my hand, smiled and introduced me as 'pretty little Tammy who was flying all alone like a big girl'. Both the old ladies made a big fuss which made the other people close by say junk too! Then she gave me a sloppy old lady kiss right on my cheek. YUCK! I had to keep smiling, though. I HATE THIS!

Cindy said "Let me fix your make-up Tammy, that kiss left lipstick on your cheek." Oh crap!

The old lady apologized and said "I'm sorry Tammy, but you are such a pretty little thing I had to give you a kiss." YUCK, I hate old ladies!

Cindy fixed my make-up right there in the aisle! Yuppers, everybody around us had to say something. I was red as a beet! Then they even said stuff about me blushing!

I was finally back in my seat and Cindy was real busy for awhile. She had to serve drinks and then pick up all the empty stuff and answer the people pressing the buttons. Then she helped serve the food. Yuck! This stuff was like cardboard and tasted like crap! I liked the soda pop though, I had 3 of them.

When all the stuff she had to do was done she came back and sat with me for a minute. Of course, she had to fix my lipstick! Oh Shit! This time I thanked her right away and she was happy.

An announcement was made by the captain. That's what he said he was, the captain. He told us how high we were, WOW, that high? GEEZ! I really liked looking out the window. We even flew between layers of clouds. I thought this is what Heaven must be like. The ground looked like a puzzle with different colored sections. You couldn't even make out any cars or houses! Then the captain told us we would be landing in about 30 minutes and for the crew to start preparing for landing. Cindy got up again and I didn't see her that much. She was busy in that room where the kept all the food and stuff. Then the captain announced everybody to fasten their seatbelts for landing and remain seated until the plane came to a stop.

Cindy came back a little while after that and buckled me in again. She went and checked to see if the other passengers had buckled in and came back. She buckled in at the same time the other stewardess did. They were talking and laughing with each other. The other stewardess said her name was Sue and started talking to me.

She said, "Tammy, Cindy has told me what a very good little girl you've been and we reward good little girls who are traveling alone. We know just the thing to reward you with and we'll make sure you get your surprise after we land, okay?"

I looked at Cindy and they both had real big smiles on their faces. I said, "Thank you, but I don't need a reward." I was worried about what it would be. I said "This was fun and Cindy already gave me a surprise with all the make-up and lipstick."

Sue said "Oh Honey, you are a very pretty little girl, but we both know you need just one more thing to make you look just perfect." What the hell were they talking about? One more thing, like I need something else to make me look more like a girl?

I just smiled and thanked them as the plane began to slow down and get closer to the ground real fast. I could see the ground getting closer and closer through the window. We were going real fast! I could now see roads and houses and then cars. The wings little thingies moved and we went even slower. The engines were real loud again and the ground was zipping by and getting closer and closer. There was a bump and then another one. That scared me and I squeezed Cindy's hand again. The plane slowed down real fast pushing me forward and then back in my seat. WOW! That was something.

Sue and Cindy got up and that's when I felt I had to pee. I told Cindy before she could leave me and she said, "I will take you to the little girls' room after we unload the other passengers, okay?"

I said, "Okay, I could wait that long." She smiled and left me strapped into the seat. I could see her telling people to remain seated until the plane came to a complete stop. Some of them didn't listen to her though and got up anyway. That made me mad. Some people are real jerks!

I suddenly thought, Cindy said 'the little girl's room!' Oh shit and triple crap! Look at me! My Aunt Megan is going to laugh her ass off when she sees me like this! I hope she can stop at a store on the way to her house so I can change and wash this gunk off my face! I've been a girl long enough. For the first time ever, I'm going to be real happy to see my Aunt Megan!

(to be continued)

 

 

 

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