Hi everyone! My name is Susan, and I love listening to hard rock and wearing men's clothes. Well, to be precise, I used to love it. And I want to tell you my story about the wonderful transformation of a frog into a beautiful princess. My brothers are older than me, but we have a small age difference, five years with the eldest ones, one and three years with the rest of them. And in general, it is not surprising that we are quite good friends and we play altogether.
And even the fact that I am a girl did not stop my mom in her effort to save money. Therefore, very often, especially in the early childhood, I ran around wearing what I got from my brothers, that is, the clothes designed for boys.
Actually, in worn-out sneakers, it was perfect to jump and run quickly. That’s why, when we were going out on holidays and I put on a presentable dress and shoes, I was literally at the center of a nightmare named after me.
My mom realized the fact that I didn’t make a real lady when she saw us jumping from the roof of the barn into a sand pile in the yard on a dare. I was the instigator, and I jumped further than anyone else. Football, karate, constant fights with the rest of our housemates... I had the usual childhood for a girl, whose best friends are not Barbie dolls, but three older brothers.
I must say that my brothers are wonderful. I liked to hang out in the basements and the abandoned spots, spit through my teeth, and defiantly swear at those losers who were unable to climb up to the top of the tallest tree in the yard.
School did not make things better. I quickly joined the tough guy company, and remained in it, even when my classmates realized that Susan was actually a female name, and they obeyed the girl. Together we were throwing carbide into the toilet making fun of the teachers and gathered together outside the school to discuss all important children's things.
I passed to the tenth form with the short haircut and with constant scratches on my hands and face. I was a royal pain in the life of my teachers. Despite my age, I didn’t think about romance at all, and I never made friends with girls. I was just learning to play the guitar, mastering parkour, and preparing for a three-day trip to the mountains. There was no room for dresses and dancing parties in my world.
And on September 1, it turned out that we had a new student in our class. The guy moved from some place in the north with his parents and joined our friendly team.
I don’t remember what the bet was all about. Apparently, it was about something important if I agreed.
He one of the rich guys, so he didn’t really count money. So he began my enlightenment with shopping, where he literally bought the whole wardrobe of all sorts of horribly overpriced girlish clothes. Then for a long time, he taught me how to wear high heels. Together with me, he signed up for dance classes, where I was supposed to increase my flexibility and improve my walking style.
Manicure, make-up, face and body care, growing long hair... And it even worked out. Apparently, it was due to my horrible stubbornness. And my mom finally exhaled realizing that I was not a completely lost soul.
The graduation time was near, and I began to notice that the guys from my company were looking at me in a strange way, and the new guy badly reacted to it. I thought that it was a kind of a protest, but it turned out that this was caused just by hormones.
At the prom, I became the queen by chance. And I also accidentally realized that I liked it! Brute force is useful, but admiration in the eyes of the opposite sex is much more pleasant than constant disputes and fights.
How did it all end? Well, nothing has ended. The new guy and I entered the university and now we are officially considered a couple. Sometimes I still wear the T-shirts of my brothers, but now I prefer dresses and long skirts more and more. I am playing guitar and practicing parkour, but I go out only looking like a girl because this is also my life, and I like it. I am learning to combine everything.
And did you find yourselves in similar situations when you were literally pulled out from the usual world, but as a result, it turned out that everything was not so bad? If yes, like the post. And do not be afraid of changes, because sometimes they are only good for you. You’ll never know unless you try.
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