I laid upside down on the couch, watching Gerard work on his computer.

"If I like girls but I'm a girl then does that mean I'm a lesbian?" I asked.

Gerard snorted. "Well, you like guys too."

"Oh," I mumbled. "I'm bi?"

"Maybe," He said.

"What else is there?" I asked. "Gay, straight, or bi, that's it."

"There's more than just that, Sweetheart," he said.

I frowned, letting out a puff of air.

"Are you straight?" I asked.

"Pan," he said.

I frowned in confusion, mouthing the word.

"Pan? What's that?" I asked.

"It means I like everyone, no matter what," he said.

"Maybe I'm Pan," I mumbled.

"Go get dressed," he said.

"Why?" I asked. "I thought you were working all day today."

"Lindsey is taking you for a girls day out," he stated.

I gasped and sat up.

"Really? Girls day?" I asked.

"Yes now go get dressed, your dork," Gerard said with a small chuckle.

I giggled and ran to the bedroom and into the large closet. Fuck, what do I wear to girls day? Is it casual or dressy? I searched through the racks of clothes before sighing.

"Gerard! I have nothing to wear!" I exclaimed in defeat.

Gerard walked in and smirked.

"You really are a woman," he muttered as he looked at the racks of clothes.

I sat down on the little cushioned seat.

"This is cute," Gerard said.

He pulled out a simple baby blue dress with a cinched waist and little white flowers on it. I nodded and took off my pajamas. I put on a pair of grey panties with a matching grey bra, putting in the inserts. Gerard pulled the dress over my head and smiled.

"You look beautiful," he said.

He held me hips and I whimpered as he pulled me close. Gerard backed me up against the wall and picked me up, letting me wrap my legs around his waist.

"Wait," I breathed. "I have to finish getting ready."

Gerard pulled away, kissing my cheek. I went to the vanity and started doing my makeup when I heard the door open. I finished quickly and hurried out, giving Lindsey a hug.

"What are we doing?" I asked excitedly. "I've never been out on girls day before."

"We are gonna grab a quick lunch and then we're gonna go get our nails done and get threaded," she said.

I didn't know what the last one was but either way I grinned excitedly. She took my hand and we walked out down to her car. We went to the same place where we first met and ordered some food.

"So, has Gerard helped you start your transition at all?" Lindsey asked.

"He got me the clothes and makeup and things like that," I said with a small shrug.

"Well, you can do things like certain exercises to get a more feminine figure," she said. "And vocal exercises to help lighten your voice, that one is a little trickier. Have you seen a doctor yet?"

"No, I haven't," I said.

"I'll take you to my doctor," she said. "She is amazing."

I nodded, smiling happily as I ate my salad.

"Y-you're okay with everything that happened with me and Gerard, right?" She asked.

"Yeah," I said with a small shrug. "Gerard told me it was a long while ago and he was drunk and it really didn't mean anything."

I nodded, eating my salad.

"C-can I ask another weird, personal and gross question?" I asked.

She nodded, looking at me curiously.

"Um, well, h-how do you not use teeth while giving a blowjob?" I asked nervously.

She snorted. "Well, I mean, try to just flatten your tongue out to cover your bottom teeth so you only have to focus on the top teeth. And if you get too far down where it's really hard to not use teeth then just don't go farther. Have you and Gerard done anything new together?"

"Well, we've done things together a couple times," I said. "And I usually just gave him a handjob because I don't know how to suck dick."

"You can't be so scared, Frankie," she said. "Like I told you, just talk to him."

I blushed and nodded, looking down at my plate.

"Does it hurt to have surgery?" I asked.

"Well, it's surgery, I don't know any surgery that doesn't at least ache," she said. "They do give you medicine, they don't just leave you to fend for yourself."

"What if I get some doctor who's transphobic and they just...I don't know, make my junk bigger or something," I said.

"They don't just assign random doctors," she said. "You'll meet your doctor. You'll talk to them a lot and they'll be there because they just want to help you."

I nodded but the anxiety was still swirling inside of me.

"I never liked doctors," I admitted. "Especially for things like surgery. When I was younger I had to get my tonsils taken out and I remember I screamed for days before hand to try and get my parents to not take me. I've always been terrified of going to the doctors."

"But when you do go, even if you're scared, you can get surgery to finally put you into the right body," she said.

I sighed. "You're so pretty. You can't even tell your trans. How do you do it? I just look like some dumb guy in a skirt."

"You are not a dumb guy," she denied. "But I started transitioning when I was younger. I was on puberty blockers and hormone therapy for years."

I nodded sadly and finished eating. She drove us to a nail salon and I bit my lip.

"I don't know, Lindsey, they're gonna make fun of me," I mumbled.

"They won't," she said.

We went inside and she pulled me over to a wall of nail polish.

"Pick a color," she said.

She walked off to talk to the lady at the counter. When she came back she picked up a bottle of red nail polish for herself. I bit my lip and picked up a bottle of pastel pink nail polish.

"Cute color," she said.

"Do you think Gerard would like it?" I asked.

"He'll love it," she said.

I smiled and we were sat down at a table. The lady started working with my hands and I frowned as I looked around. I noticed a pride flag up on the wall and I smiled.

"So, I was thinking that maybe the two of us can have girls days more often," she said.

I nodded and she grinned.

"And after our nails are done then we can get threaded," she said. "They do threading here. I know personally when my eyebrows grow out then I always felt less feminine."

"I don't know what threading is," I said.

"It's where they'll use some thread to shape your eyebrows," she said. "And they can even thread your facial hair too."

"No facial hair?" I asked hopefully. "I hate my facial hair and it grows so fast."

Lindsey grinned and watched the lady file her nails.

"So, you and Gerard been okay?" She asked.

I nodded. "I think I'm falling in love with him. No, I know I love him. I love him."

I could feel my heart swell from just thinking about it.

"That's so sweet," she said. "Have you told him yet?"

"No, I'm too scared to," I said. "I've never been in love with someone before but every time I think about him I just get all happy and excited. I think about him all the time, I love him."

Lindsey smiled at me and I looked away as I blushed.

"You're so cute," she said.

"Do you think that he loves me too?" I asked.

"I do," she said. "I think he loves you a lot."

"Okay, I'm gonna tell him," I said. "I'm gonna tell him that I love him."

Lindsey looked almost proud of me as she grinned.

"God, I was so worried you were gonna hate me because of what happened between me and Gerard," she said. "But I'm glad that we can be friends, I think you're a really great person."

"Thank you, Lindsey," I said.

I watched the lady paint my nails and soon enough we were done. I was taken over to a chair that reminded me of the ones they have at the dentist's.

"Eyebrows first?" The lady asked.

"Sure," I mumbled.

I leaned back and closed my eyes. I feel her begin threaded and I whimpered at the sudden pain. It thankfully wasn't too bad as she made quick and precise movements. She moved all around my eyebrows before going down to my chin. It didn't hurt as much here, thankfully. It felt like years before she pulled away and I sat up. She handed me a mirror and I took it nervously.

My eyebrows were sculpted to be smoothed and thinned. Even my face was rid of hair and as I ran my fingers over it I could feel the smoothness that hadn't been there since before puberty.

"It's amazing," I said.

My face felt hot and was stinging slightly. It was red but didn't look too bad. Lindsey sighed and drove us back to my apartment.

"Unfortunately I have to go to work but we have to do this again," she said.

I nodded and she gave me a hug. I walked inside the apartment and Gerard smiled.

"Hey, Beautiful," He said, giving me a kiss.

"Lindsey took me to get threaded," I said. "My face is all red and hot now."

"Come here." He said.

Gerard picked me up and I giggled as he took me to the bathroom and set me on the counter. He gently rubbed some lotion over my skin and I sighed in relief.

"I love you," Gerard said.

I gasped and hit his shoulder.

"Ow, What?" He asked.

"I wanted to tell you first, you dork," I said.

Gerard chuckled and gave me a kiss.

"I love you," He whispered.

"I love you too," I said.

Gerard wrapped his arms around me and I smiled, resting my head on his shoulder as he hummed.