A slightly more uncharacteristic cap for me, I usually end these caps on
a happy note but for some reason, ending this on her pensive mood just
seemed right to me. I suppose I'll let you imagine what happens next.
The name of the character was actually inspired by Jane Eyre (a novel
I'm reading for a class at the moment) and her pensive mood seems to fit
just perfectly.
Transcript: It’d worked! Tom looked out the window anxiously as he
awaited the familiar sight of Greg’s dark blue SUV to roll up the driveway. The
two them had been good friends ever since grade school and had shared in many
of life’s surprises together, but tonight, Tom had a new one for Greg.
Greg was one of the few people in the world that knew
about Tom’s gender identity struggle and one of the even fewer that had still
accepted him in spite of it. In fact, ever since Tom had told him about his
femme side, Jane, Greg offered only support and friendship, but Tom longed for
more. Greg was tall, strong, loving, and handsome, so incredibly handsome, but
always attracted to the wrong type of girl. Tom didn’t want to be just any
girl, Tom wanted Jane to be Greg’s girl, and Jane knew that she could make him
happy, but Greg had said that he couldn’t see a future for them together.
A silky cascade of marvelous chestnut hair flowed across her
back as she glanced out the window once more. The purple elixir had worked
marvelously, peeling back the layers by fully and permanently transforming her
into the girl that she had always known was on the inside. She was, by all
respects now, a genetic girl, completely natural, no more silicone or latex,
one hundred percent female, but she was only still a girl. She hoped that
tonight would be the night that she would be made a woman.
She wondered if her
new condition might change things between her and Greg. She hoped it would. Maybe
he would be able to see her now for who she really was. Perhaps this could be
the start of a wonderful life. Maybe this would be her happily ever after.
Maybe, maybe not. Nothing was certain, but she could dare to continue to hope.