Chapter Thirty-Nine

“You mean the girly side of me?” I asked in an annoyed tone.

“The equally stylish side of you, with a little bit of finesse. I’m not going to ask you to wear skirts but let’s just say that maybe you should try to make Nicholas think twice next time he calls you ‘brother,’ ‘boy,’ or ‘boyish.’”

“Really? This is about Nicholas again?” I was starting to get mad.

“Come on, Ken Clarke!” Terry was getting a little frustrated now. “I didn’t say chase him or seduce him. I just said, make him look at you twice. You like him. You’re denying that. But one day, you’ll admit it to yourself. And trust me, when you do, you will want him to see you as you are. Not as a little brother or as an androgynous roommate, but as the beautiful girl that you are.”

I stared at Terry for a long time, unable to believe what she just said, and unwilling to admit that she might be right.

Am I ready to admit it to myself? Do I want Nick to see me as a girl? Do I want him to be interested in me?

I took a deep breath.