Adam's life wasn't anything special, but he was okay with it. Then a woman he'd never seen before in his life came and said, "come with me."

There's not much more to tell. .... Just the sort of stuff that I guess any teenage girl does.

There were about twenty people milling around. Someone pointed us to a table with name tags and told us to write our names and preferred pronouns.

Eric was at church the next day, but didn't try to talk to me until after the service. He told my uncle he'd drive me home and then he led me into a corner of the library.

One of the bands I liked -- Black Rose -- was going to play at the arena at the University in town, so Eric got hold of tickets for Saturday night.

Things were going okay with Eric. Eric kept his side of the truce -- he didn't try to get near me, or talk to me, or even talk about me. I tried to act like I was ignoring him, but I kept catching myself trying to see what he was doing or hear what he was saying.

My life was getting really complicated. What with school, romancing Doris, and trying to do something for Ursula, not to mention finding ways for Teresa and Jeff to have time together, and seeing our friends, well, it's like I had to have an appointment book to keep track of what was when.

Chapter 38 -- The Visit
Chapter 39 -- Sleepovers

When school started, I felt like an old lag. I knew where everything was, at least once I got my schedule, and I knew what to do everywhere.

Melanie gets a vacation from -- well, just about everything.

Melanie continues her education -- in and out of class.

Melanie's sophomore year draws to a close: very different from how it started.

Melanie experiences more of life as a girl, for better or worse (but mostly better), and meets a new friend.

Some good comes out of an upsetting day.

Melanie starts to socialize in her new world and discovers it ain't like West High.

Melanie's first school day as a girl, in a school that is rather different from her old one.

Martin is settling in in his new home and making some decisions.
Can he make lemonade out of the lemons life has handed him?

Martin may have thought his life was over, but life evidently has other plans.

I didn't used to be a girl with a bright future.
I used to be a "loser" at West High.
I used to be a boy named Martin Rawlings.
This is my story.