I woke up on an unfamiliar bed, in a room I had never been in before. The room was posh and richly decorated, looking like an aristocrat's room decorated with the help of antiques catalogue. Perhaps, Lexi was rich? If it ever were to be case I should probably run away from here as fast possible, because there was no way I could ever be suitable company for her. I was already like a cockroach to most people, how I could interact with her who was like a well groomed poodle. Things had really taken a weird turn.

As I was standing up to leave I realized that the uniform was on dresser right in front of the bed, I pinched myself, double checked and then looked down and saw that I wearing some pink pyjamas ...I pinched myself again and when I realized that I wasn't dreaming my heart skipped so many beats that I probably went on cardiac arrest. Crap! She knows, the young lady now knows that I not what I (accidentally) pretended to be. Upon that realization, I cried again probably a virility cop somewhere to arrest me and take away my man card forever.

“Alex, are you OK.”

Lexi entered the room wearing a cooking apron over a sundress. “I heard, you cry and it worries me a little. Are you fine? The doctor said that you passed out due to fatigue and that I should probably not worry that much. But honestly I am not that sure about that."

I was too worked up to say anything and I just pointed to my uniform.

“Oh, sweetie don't worry about that. I don't care about some extra bits you are still a girl to me.” Lexi hugged me for a second time today and just cried harder. I wanted to punch myself for letting a girl my age mother me. God, I felt weak. The beating, the uniform and her kindness to me had obliterated the fortress that had kept me safe and grounded all this years and now that I was naked and vulnerable I just couldn't stop crying due to years of parental abuse and bullying,

“Alex, look I know I just met you and that you are the same age as me and I should probably mother you as much as I did today, but I would like you to stay the night if it were to be possible. You told me your dad won't take care of you and I suspect your condition may had have some to with it. So look, tomorrow we are going to see him and if he really doesn't want you back I am going ask my aunt to let you stay here for as long as you want. I don't want you to end up on the streets if you are just going to end up mugged or killed. The streets of Montreal don't need more homeless LGBT youth.”

I was going to say that I wasn't trans, just a bullied effeminate boy but as I thought about it I questioned the veracity of that statement. I mean sometimes I did wish that I had been born a girl but that wasn't enough wasn't it? Until yesterday I had never wore girl clothes before and I was actually quite proud of the little bit of manliness I had exhibited the years before. I was confused. Hella confused in fact. But my confusion didn't last very long, because as soon as I calmed down the smoke detectors went off.

“Crap, the food!” Lexi started running to the kitchen but she slid up and fell on her on face. She stood up immediately and she acted like nothing had happened.

I couldn't help but laugh.

Due to my identity crisis, Lexi's had burnt the French fries and burgers shed had been preparing, Due to a lack of ingredients and due our limited cooking skills we decided to eat out. I had wanted to go while wearing my uniform but Lexi made me take a bath. While I was soaking and relaxing in the bath, Lexi had gone to measure my clothes and find myself something decent to wear out.

When I finished relaxing, I stumbled back to the room where I was temporally staying in to found a cardigan, a blouse, a floral long skirt and , surprise, my good old round glasses. It looked like Lexi had gone back to the park to found them. The most surprising thing about them was that the lenses had been replaced. Lexi had done so much in so little time, I could hardly believe that someone such as her existed.

Ten minutes afterwards, I was ready, having found an undershirt and some panties under my new clothes. I was about to open the door to get outside the apartment when Lexi, who was wearing a suit with a pencil skirt, stopped me and made me put some make up while she arranged my long hair in a French braid. Before we got out, I looked at my reflection in the mirror and I was stunned by my appearance. I am normally a very humble person misery oblige, but damn if I didn't look like a cute librarian. I couldn't help but blush at my reflection. Was I really a boy? I couldn't stop doubting it.

Lexi had brought me to a classy French restaurant and quite honestly I was intimidated. I never ate out and when I say never I meant it. My father used to tell me that even fast food was wasted on a person such as me so I never thought of having a go at it.

Lexi could probably see me tense up, because she ordered for me with me approving my choices.

I felt bad, here was someone who had helped me all day and I couldn't do anything but cause her trouble. Girl me had until now only been a useless pack of hormones and honestly I hated that. It made me feel like I just had euthanized thousands of puppies.

“I am sorry.” I muttered

“For what?”

“Everything, I force myself into your house, I burn your food, I occupy your bed, I make you pay for clothes and I can't even order by myself. I should probably just go after this meal and give back everything you have given me. I am useless and you barely know me,” I said putting emphasis on every service she had given me.

“Don't you dare do that!” She said raising her tone a little. “Look, I chose to help you and I will continue to help you even if you have some annoying compartments. I still want you to have to stay with me if possible because it would hurt me to know that someone I could have helped is in trouble,” She sipped her glass of water and restarted “I know what it is to struggle to stay afloat. Four months ago, I lived in the streets and had to get all my meals from homeless centres.”
I gave her a puzzled look “How? I thought you were rich.”

“I' m not my aunt is. Before my aunt Éleonora came into my life I had been in foster care. The house was terrible so around a year ago I ran away and I had to live in the streets until my rich aunt who had I never met before found me and adopted me.”

“What about your parents?” I asked hoping not to strike anything delicate.

“I don't know anything about my biological parents, but my adopted parents are both dead...” She said with sorrow in her eyes.

“Sorry, I didn't want to upset you.”

“Don't worry, it's been a long time and I have gotten used to them being missing. What about your parents? You told me about your dad, but how is your mom? ”

“Dead at childbirth.”

“Sorry...”

I looked at her and I told her not to worry. Shortly afterwards our meal arrived and we discussed of everything and nothing.

We went back home knowing way more about each other. As soon as she opened the door to her aunt's mansion we both took turn in her room changing on our pyjamas. We hooked up her laptop to the TV and just started watching some movies.

Half an hour in her cell phone rang and she answered it, it was her aunt asking about the credit card activity at the restaurant. After consulting me, Lexi decided to disclose me and my situation. Her aunt didn't really like the idea of a possibly homeless trans youth staying at her house. So she ordered me to stay there until the morning when she would take her jet back here to assess who her precious niece was staying with. Lexi got a few words with her but she wouldn't budge.So we just decided to have fun until the early morning.

We woke up at one pm to the sound of the main door opening. Éleonora entered and the first thing she did was call Lexi. “Alexis, I know how you feel about street kids but you can't take one in. Not with the news I have for you anyways. You know how you always wanted a sibling? Well, I just discovered were my idiot brother-in-law has been hiding all this years and I happen to know that he as a son as old as you.”

“I have a twin?”

“Yes, a twin with a name that is going to amaze you. He is also going to come to live here with us as soon as I can make your idiot father sit down and talk to me.Sadly tho, your street kid will have to find somewhere else because there's no way I'm going to have three kids in this house.”

“Auntie!”

“Sorry, it's true, me and Robin don't want to have to take care of more than two kids, life is unfair deal with it, anyway were is your new trans friend so I can search her in case she took something.”

I stood up and went to see the aunt who would seal my fate by separating from a girl who had almost become like me sister.

I walked in her line of sight and the moment she saw me she stood, there, paralyzed.

“Are you...No way! … What are YOU doing here?”