I, Rock Star

By Rian James

 

Hi there, My name is Mrs. Danika James. Some of you may know me from Hollywood scene. I’m a pretty famous. I’m a actress and have starred in many movies. I also have a band. We are always in the top 10 music charts. We are in all the papers, celebrity television shows, commercial ads. More or less everywhere. You can’t turn on a TV or flip through a magazine with out seeing one of our faces. Or maybe you know me because of Vander. Anyway I don’t want to continue. I don’t want to get too ahead of myself.

Life is great. And I never thought it could be this good. I also never thought that this is what my life would have become. Maybe I should explain.

See you might say, “So what!” “So you’re a rich and famous actress.” “So you have a great family.” “So you are part of an awesome band.” Well besides all that. What if I told you that I used to be James Daniel. Yes Mr. James Daniel. I was at one time a man. A known man. A famous man. I was an actor and the lead singer and guitarist of “Happy Mistake.”

Let’s go back to the beginning. I was 16 going on 17 when we started the band.  It was me, my brother Brad on drums, Johnny on bass and Mitch on lead guitar. We where a rock band.  Mitch, Johnny and I were in high school. While Brad was in college. We were pretty good if I do say so myself. And the other kids at school liked us too. I was really popular in school. And it was all due to the music. I wasn‘t until I found the guitar. The guitar made me popular. The music made me. I had girls throwing themselves at me. It was amazing. The years before the band I was nothing. I seen to stop growing at 5’5” and weighting almost nothing. I wasn’t very smart in school, but not stupid. I just didn’t want to be there. I had bullies. Oh did I have bullies. It’s just the way the leaf falls. If you are small the bigger will push you around.  I was too small and skinny for sports, depending on which one I was trying out for. I couldn’t hit a baseball. My basketball shot sucked. And I just got my brains knocked around in playing football. The drama class didn’t really think I had what it took to be a great actor. Hell, not even a good actor. They said I didn’t have the look or skills to act. Whatever that means. All this make me shy. A loner. I when to school. Came home. Watched TV. Slept. And did it all again the next day.

This one day after school I was walking to the buses to go home when I heard some amazing rock music coming from down the hall. I walked towards the sound. I found a class room with about six kids. There was one kid in the middle of the room jamming on a guitar. I looked in and started to watch like the rest of the kids in the class were. As I was watching a teacher walked up be hide me.

“Can I help you?” The teacher asked.

“Um…no, I was just watching.”

“Your welcome to join us if you like.”

“Sure if that’s alright”

I walked in and sat down in the back of the room. When the kid was done playing the song everyone clapped. Four of the kids listening got up and left saying their goodbyes and see ya‘s. Then the teacher asked me to come to the front of the classroom.

“What’s your name son?”

“Um…James…James Daniel.”

“Did you like what your heard?”

“Sure did…um…Mr.…?”

“Mr. Scott. I’m the music teacher of the school. This is our guitar class. Every Wednesday and Friday we meet to learn guitar or bass.”

“That’s really cool. I wish I knew how to play.”

“There is no problem then.”

“What?”

“You are in the right place. You wanna learn?”

“Yeah.”

Mr. Scott and I walked over to the two remaining kids in the room. “Let me introduce Mr. Adams.”

The kid got up and shook my hand.

“You can call me Mitch.” Pointing to the other kid. “And this is Johnny Ryans.”

It was onwards from there. I got a guitar and when to every class to learn the guitar. After a while I got pretty good. Me and Mitch decided to start a band. I would play guitar, Mitch would play lead guitar and Johnny said he would play bass. But we need a drummer. That’s when I remembered my brother played drums in a band before. He was going to a local collage so he lived close by. I asked he to join.  He wasn’t really enjoying school so to which he said “Sure…why not.”  We each tried singing and found that I had a good voice. I though it was good, but the rest of the band thought it was great. When choosing the name of the band we had writer’s block. Then I said “Well it was a happy mistake that I found the class room with you guys in it….so why not Happy Mistake?” The band liked it.

After that each day school got better and better. The others heard we were in a band and that’s all they wanted to talk about. Everyone including the bullies wanted to hear the band. Happy Mistake was on everyone’s tongues We had our first show at one of the many school dances. During one of our breaks I meet this girl named Sandra. She told me how much she loved the band. I wasn’t use to girls talking to me. She took me to a empty class room where she showed me what I have been missing before becoming popular. I had never felt anything so amazing. And with in minutes it was over and I was back on stage singing. It was like this the rest of my school year. We would play at all the parties and even the prom. I had so many girls and girlfriends during the time that I lost count. I became, for lack of words, a player. And it was all because I was the lead singer of a band. No matter what I said. No matter that I was the same height or smaller than some girls. I was a chick magnet.

After high school I didn’t know if I should go to college or what. That’s when I got the phone call from Johnny.

“Hey man what’s up?”

“Dude, Jimmy we got a huge gig tonight.” My friends called me Jimmy instead of James.

“Oh yeah….how huge?”

“Well I meet this guy at the mall today.” Johnny works at Entertain Me a local CD store in the mall.

“He said his name is Richard Roberts. He is with Main*Star Records. I gave him one of our demo cds.”

“Oh shit…really”

“He said he will give it a listen cause that was the same way he found Powerfist.”

“He discovered Powerfist in a mall?” Powerfist is one of the top selling alt rock groups out there. They always have the top selling records.

“He left the store and like a hour later he came back and said he played the cd in his lemo and really like it.”

“Yes…but what about the huge gig.”

“He said that Powerfist is playing a show tonight and he would like us to be the opening act for Powerfist’s opening act. If he likes what he hears we can record another demo in a professional recording studio. If he likes that he will sign us.”

“Hell Yeah!!!”

Ok now. Let me fast forward some. We played the gig. We rocked the house.  Mr. Roberts got us in the studio. We recorded three songs. He loved them. After that we were signed to a 3 record deal with Main*Star Records.

Happy Mistake was on their way. Our album call “As Many As You Need” came out 6 months later and went to number 5 in the charts. Our video was on the TV all the time. Our songs were being played in movies and television shows. We were hot. Quickly our album climbed the chart to become #1. I thought I got a lot of pussy in high school. Now I was getting it from everywhere. The girls were yelling out our names. The guys wanted to be us. All of this and I was still the little skinny guy from high school. Not one thing about me has changed. Only that now I was a famous and selling records world wide. Everything was going great. Because of the music, different things started to come our way. We became the spoken people for BubblePop Bubble Gum. Mitch got his own signature brand guitar made. Johnny got a signature bass made and Brad got to meet Cindy Lynn Richards. A famous model. A famous model he had a crush on for like two years. Everyone was on cloud nine. I even got a chance to do some acting. I got a small role in a movie just because I was in a band with a hit record. It was called “A Kiss Forgotten,” staring  Rachel Cosgrove.  I was in love with her. I remember seeing her make-up commercials and her movies and just wanting to meet her. Now here I was starting in a movie with her.

During the movie we became friendly. Then very friendly. By the end of the five months we were boyfriend and girlfriend. I was in love for real. Not just with a crush on a celeb. Love. After the movie the band did some touring of America and then China and then somewhere else…then somewhere else. We were in some many places I don’t even remember the names. During this time Rachel came to some of the shows here and there. The band and I did press and  photo shoots and everything else that comes with touring. It was hard work.

I was now 18 going on 19. If felt like it was years since we were just finished with high school. I was 18 when we were signed to the contract and now I will be 19. But it felt longer. Mr. Roberts got us a producer named Mickey Winstone. He told us that we were hot still so we should start working on another album soon. And that is just what we did. We took a vacation of sort. We meaning me and rest of Happy Mistake, Mickey, Rachel who I was still dating and Cindy Lynn who Brad was lucky enough to be dating.  We all went to New York. It was a vacation slash job. We world relax and. have some fun. And write some new music.  We were there for about 3-4 months. We had 13 good tracks. Our 2nd album was called “Another Mistake” and was in the stores 1 month later. This time that album went straight to number 1. We were on cloud nine once again. The TV shows started calling again. The fans were all of the place. Rachel went to work on another movie while we went touring again. Once we were done touring we had some down time. We each had time to do as we pleased. I got another movie role and the rest of the band took vacations. Brad did something that I didn’t think he planned on. Brad and Cindy Lynn were out in Miami. Hanging out at the beaches. Then out of no where he asked her to marry him.  Her answer….yes. The wedding would be after the 3rd album was out and we were done touring for it. Then we could take as much time as we wanted cause we wouldn’t be under contract anymore.

Now we come to the part where my life began to change even more. Well change in a way I didn’t think was possible. Now that I had fame it was hard to go anywhere to be alone. When the movie I was filming rapped. I made up my mind to go up to the mountains. My dad had a cabin in Denver. It was winter time and I thought it would be nice to get away.  We would demo our third album there. But first I thought I would invite Rachel up and spend a couple of days with just me and her. She said sure but she had three more days of filming left then she would be right up. I got there on Monday morning. It was cold as hell. I rented a car and drove to the cabin. It was a mile or two away from anyone. I decided to write some new songs. I wrote “Maybe Baby (I Was Wrong)”.  To me it was one of my best songs I ever wrote. When I was done I made a fire and watched some TV. The next day I didn’t really do much. I called the rest of the band to see how they were and reminded them about coming up in a 5 days to start working on the third Happy Mistake album. Then I read a book. When I was done I was gonna write another song but I ran out of paper. It was going on 6pm. I thought I would drive to town. Get some more paper, some food to cook for Rachel when she gets in tomorrow and some more wood for the fire.

When I got to town I walked passed a jewelry store.  I saw this huge ring. It made me think about Brad and Cindy Lynn. Then I started to think about me and Rachel. Maybe I should ask her when she gets here to be my wife. Maybe she would like to become Mrs. Rachel Daniels. That’s it. I went into the store and got her the ring. Tomorrow I will ask her to marry me. I got into my car and began to drive home.

Then it happened. The roads were slippery with ice and there were a lot of turns up the mountain so it was hard to drive but I could handle it. But what I could not handle was…other drivers. While I was making a turn unknown to me there was another car coming around the other side of the turn. As I turned the corner he drove into my lane. The car and truck slammed into each other. His Truck slid into mine knocking me off the road and down a long hill of trees. His truck keep sliding and went off the side as well. Both of us falling ad flipping. Pieces of the two breaking and flying passed each other. The last thing I remember was a huge metal pile flying through front window as I flipped upside down.

I woke up in a white room. Sore all over. But I felt like I have been sleeping forever. I couldn’t move. I felt like I was in some kind of a dream. I tried to lift my arm but had no luck. I tried again. My finger. My finger moved. Then my thumb. Then I was able to get my elbow to bent and move my arm. It was at this time Rachel walked into the room. She was holding flowers, which she dropped the moment she saw me. She ran outta the room yelling “He’s…ahh… awake…she’s awake!!!” Then a doctor and nurse came running into the room with Rachel be hide them.

“What’s going on?” I asked. My voice sounded very soft and out of breathe.

“It’s alright James. I’m Dr. Blackwood.”

“I don’t care who you are. I just wanna know what’s going on.”

“It’s alright James. Their here to help.” Rachel said in her sweet voice.

“Alright…alright” I said as I took in a deep breathe which felt heavy on my lungs.

“James let me tell you what happen and why you’re here. You are at Johnson Blake Hospital. You have been here for some time.”

Hospital I thought. What happen?

“A year ago you were on vacation in here in the mountains at your father‘s cabin.”

“I remember some. I was writing songs waiting for Rachel to get there. I remember going for a drive to town to get some supplies.”

“Yes. On your return home trip there was an accident. There was a man driving home drunk from a party. He hit your car and both of you were driven off the side of the mountain. Your car flipped first and the man’s truck followed. The man broke his neck and died instantly. You broke both your legs, your arms, some ribs, your nose, your jaw, some fingers and well….um…”

“What is it doctor. Just tell me.”

“The man was a construction worker coming home from a company party. His truck had metal pipes and tools in it. When his truck started to flip the back opened and the contents fell out. One pipe flew through your front window driving strait into your groin as your car flipped upside down. The pipe smashed your privates to almost nothing. Since you were upside down your body fell out of the car‘s seat. When you fell the pipe ripped you groin more then when it just hit you.”

“No…this can’t be.”

“I’m sorry but it is true. When you finally got to the hospital I could not save any of your groin area let alone you privates.”

“What do you mean finally?”

“When Rachel got there the next day you were not there. She got there late and went to bed. When She woke and found you still not home she knew something must have been wrong. She call 911 and there was a search for you.”

“I’m so sorry” Rachel said as she ran from the room.

“One of the police found you and your flipped car. They got you here but it was so long since the accident and so cold out that I could not do much. I was barley able to save your life.”

“So what the fuck! I have no dick?”

“James. We tried our best to help you. You were in a coma for the whole year. We didn’t know you would even be able to talk or walk or anything.”

I was in shock. But I had even more shock coming.

“I had your Dad here, your band mates, Rachel and Cindy Lynn here. All praying of you. We had to make a decision. We didn’t know if you would ever wake but we still had to set your bones and fix your nose and jaw and your privates so you could have some kind of a life if you ever were to wake. Everyone notice that you would not be the same man you once were if you wake. We thought it would be easier for you to have a new life. Since it would be hard to go back to the music and movie business looking the way you did.”

“What are you trying to tell me doc?”

“We set your arms and legs back. We gave you a nose job, we fixed your jaw…and…well…we gave you a way to still live a normal life.”

“How’s that doc…how the fu…”

“We gave you a vagina.”

“A WHAT!! I must be hearing you wrong.”

“No I’m sorry. But we made you have the workings of a healthy woman. We also put you on hormones. Since your privates are gone it was the smartest thing we could do. And since you had the money we used the best of everything. We used technology that has never been used before.”

“Tell me I’m still dreaming!”

“You are 100% woman. You have a vagina, breasts, you will never have to shave your face again, your voice is softer and you will have a period once a month unless…”

“WHAT THE…?” I said interrupting the doc.
“Uh.…we have a new technology that will enable you to live a normal life…if you choose.”

“I can’t…I won’t..I…I…”

“Listen James. No one will know that James Daniel has become a woman. After we started the man to woman change we went to the press and told them the Mr. Daniel had died due to the injuries.”

“I’m dead!”

“Your life will never have be laughed at. You will go down in history as a great member of a fantastic band, an amazing actor and a good man.”

“What do I do now. I don’t what this life. I would rather be dead.”

“James it is up to you now what you do with this new life. We got you new records and money. And we got you new ID and a place to live.”

The doctor handed me my new social security card and driver’s license. I looked at them. It says my name is now Danika Rose James.

The doctor told me the name Danika James is my name James Daniel backwards of sort. And my new middle name Rose was from my mother. It was her middle name. The doctor told me they would do some tests to made sure I was 100% ok. They got me a apartment to live in back home in California till I was ready to find my own place to live.

I was in the hospital for the next three days. I didn’t move a inch. All I could think about was my life I had. How it was gone. How the rest of the world thought I was dead.  I was so sick with myself that I didn’t even look at my new body. I didn’t even touch myself anywhere. I didn’t even scratch a itch if I had one. I was sick to my stomach.

“You are in good health. All the test came back with great results. You can leave the hospital today.”

Rachel came into the room and said she would help me. She had some clothes and shoes in here hands.  I looked at her and saw the light blue dress she was holding, white sandals and bra and panties.

“Rachel I love you…but I’m not wearing that stuff. No way, no how.”

“Ok…I’m sorry…I’ll be right back.”

She came back in the room with a pair of jeans, a black t-shirt, and the bra and panties.

“Where did you find the other clothes.” I asked as I looked at her and then notice that she was now wearing the blue dress and the sandals.

“I changed into the clothes so you could wear my clothes.”

“Thanks. I might look like a woman…hell I might be a woman but I don’t wanna live a woman’s life.”

“Ok…but I think you should still wear this bra. You will need it trust me. After a while you will thank me.”

“Fine”

For the first time I sat up from my bed. I could fell the weight of my new breast pull me forward. I took the bra from Rachel. The tag said the bra was made for B breasts. I put it on. Then was handed the panties. I didn’t even look down as I put them on. Then I threw the t-shirt on then the jeans. They felt different. My butt was bigger and so were my hips. It felt weird. I put on a pair of socks and then the tennis shoes.

My hair was longer too. It was down to the middle of my back. They let it grow and cut it when needed while I was in the coma. When Rachel saw that I didn’t wanna wear women’s clothes she grabbed a hat in the hospital’s gift shop. I took that and threw it on. Everything felt weird. The way my body moves. The way if felt when I walked. The weight of my chest…everything.

We got in a cab and made our way towards the airport of fly back to California.  In the cab the cabby saw Rachel and knew who she was.

“I’m sorry to hear about your boyfriend…um…James Daniel.  He was a great singer.”

“Thanks” Rachel said as she looked at me.

“I really like that song ‘Shadows Cast’. It had a cool beat. Did you know Daniel too beautiful…” The cabby said as he looked at me in his rear view mirror.

“Um…no I never meet him.” I said trying not to cry.

We made it to the airport. And the whole way from the front door to the flight gate people were going crazy over Rachel. I was push to the side. I wasn’t use to it. Everyone knew about me and Rachel. It was everywhere at one time or another. We were the “it” couple. We got on our flight and I just slept the whole ride. We got to California and back into another cab towards my new home. As I walked in there was a lot of my old things. The same paintings I had. My old couch. And my DVD collection. I told Rachel I wanted to rest and go to sleep. She left as I made my way to my new bedroom. I walked over to the king size bed and sat down. I threw of my shoes and jeans and got under the covers. I cried myself to sleep. That night I had nightmare of the whole accident.

Then next morning I woke to the door bell going off. I got up most likely looking like shit, but not really thinking about it. I have been so digested with myself that I haven’t even looked at myself in a mirror yet…really. I didn’t know if I was good looking or a dog. Nor did I care. I opened the door. There standing in the hall was the rest of Happy Mistake. Johnny’s mouth was wide open. I forgot that I was only wearing a t-shirt and panties…and that I was now a woman.

“Can we come in?”  Brad asked.

“Oh…ok.” I said as I rubbed the sleep from my eyes.

“How are you. Jim…um Danika?”

“Fuck..don’t call me that. The name is Jimmy”

“Sorry buddy, I didn’t know what to say. How do you feel?”

“I feel like a piece of dog shit. I feel nasty. I feel sick..” I said as I put my hand to my mouth and made a run to the bathroom. After a couple minutes of throwing up I got up. I walked over to the sink and washed my face. Then my eyes began to lie to me. I looked into the mirror for the first time. I was amazed by what I saw. Still thinking like the male I believed I was…I saw a knock out. I was more than beautiful. I was a major hotty. I looked like a model I have seen before in a magazine. I was a sexy sexy girl. After that thought went to my head I began to throw up again. Once I was finished I remembered what I looked like. I thought about what the guys must have seen when I came to the door. Oh god. I went to the closet to find something to wear. There were rows and rows of women’s clothes. From dresses to suits, from high highs to boot heels. Everything a woman could ever want. I looked in the back of the closet and found a couple of boxes that said James’ old clothes. I pulled them out and searched through them. I found a old t-shirt that was felt tight in the chest aera on me now and a pair of sweat pants that were also tight on me in the thigh area. I found the baseball cap I wore yesterday again and threw it on and walked back to the guys.

“Are you alright?” Mitch said looking at me.

“Um..if you mean am I alright, done throwing up…yes. If you mean am I alright that I have a fucking pussy…then no…no I’m not alright.”

“Well Jim we just wanted you to know that we are here for you if you need us.” Mitch said,

“Yeah you might not like it but you are still my brother.” Brad said looking at his feet.

“Thanks guys but I rather just be alone.”

The guys got up and walked to the front door as I walked back to the bedroom. As I was about to close the bedroom door I could hear Johnny say “Damn she is hot. I can’t believe that is Jimmy.”

I started to fell sick again. I walked to the bathroom and looked into the mirror.
“What the fuck. Why did they do this to me. How am I gonna live like this?”

For the next month or so I did nothing but sleep, eat and watch TV. When someone called I didn’t answer. When someone came to the door I didn’t answer it. Then it happen. I was watching the latest entertainment show eating the last of the peanut butter I had when. I felt something wet. Something wet between my legs. I when to the bathroom and  pulled down my sweats. I found blood. “Blood? What the fuck?” I was bleeding. Was something they did to be messed up? Then I remembered the doctor said I would have periods just like a real woman. “FUCK!!” I ran back to the kitchen to find a phone. Next to the phone was everyone’s numbers. Who do I call? The doctor, Dad, Rachel…who? I felt to weird calling my Dad about having a bleeding snatch and the doctor was in a different state. So Rachel it was.

“Rachel…its James….can you help me?”

“What’s wrong?”

“um…I’m bleeding…um there….”

“Oh….I’ll be right over. Just stay calm.”

“Thanks.”

Rachel was over in about 20 minutes.  The door bell rang.

“It’s Rachel”

“Coming”

“Ok…let me help.”

“Thanks”

Rachel showed me and told me everything I needed to know about having a period. When my little problem was solved we sat down and got to talking.

“Besides you know what…How have you been doing?”

“I’ve been ok. I’ve been trying to forget what I am now.”

“It’s not that bad being a woman Danika.”

“It’s James.”

“No…it’s Danika, James is dead. The faster you learn that the faster you can go back to living.”

“But if I have to be Danika I don’t wanna live.”

“Have you even tried? Have you gone outside in the last month or so?”

“No. I have been in here.”

“You can’t say that you give up if you don’t even try.”

“Well what the fuck am I gonna do.”

“Well the doctor said your voice is softer, but maybe you can still sing. If you can then you can reform Happy Mistake. The guys have been doing side projects. Some have worked and some have failed. Maybe they would like to reform.”

“I don’t know Rachel. That was my old life.”

“Just give it a try.”

I started to sing the song ‘Maybe Baby (I Was Wrong)’ that I wrote in the cabin.

“Maybe baby I was wrong, I never thought It would take so long. Maybe baby I can now see, That you are the only girl for me.”

“See that sounded great Dani.”

“You think. I don’t know.”

“Well it was. I think you should get dress and we can go met up with the band.”

“Ok but I’m not wearing those clothes in the closet.”

“Dani you have to. That is who you are now. If you do reform the band the record company will want you to be all the woman you can be. You have to start. Baby steps.”

“Ok…but I need your help. I have no fucking clue what I’m doing.”

“Ok lets get started.”

Rachel took my hand and we walked back to the bedroom. First thing was a shower.

“You stink you know that girl?”

“Yeah I haven’t bathed since I‘ve been home.”

“Ok. Take a shower. The doctor made it so you never have to shave your face, pits or legs again. So all you have to worry about is getting clean.”

“Alright”

I did as she said. It was the first time I touched my new body. It really creeped me out. My breasts were so big and it was weird to feel what it was like to have someone touch them even if it was me. I remembered when I was on tour and I would touch the girls I meet backstage. It was like rubbing a couple of soft melons. But now I reacted to what that touch felt like for the receiver. When I came out I rapped a towel around my waist like I used to do. Then I remember that was the old me and rapped the towel around my chest. Then I came back into the bedroom were Rachel was waiting. The very first thing I saw was a pair of black panties hanging from Rachel’s finger. She told me to put them on. She sat me at my new vanity, and began to brush out my hair.

“Your gonna need a hair cut.”

Then came the makeup. She never touched it, because I did it all, but she guided me through every step.

“I could do it for you, but you are gonna have to learn sooner or later.“

I used powder that made my face look smooth and soft, then a light brown eye shadow with plum over that, blended with a small sponge. The eyeliner was black, and the liquid flowed onto my eyelids easily. Then a deep red pencil to outline my lips.

“Ok now what to wear. It’s time you start to dress like a woman would dress. Your lucky the doctor had you stomach stapled or you would be really fat from all the food you have been eating. While I find something for you to wear, put those on.”
She was pointing at a pair of black stockings. She told me to roll them up and put my foot in and slide it up my leg. When I was done she came over and showed me how to put on a garter belt.  Then made me secure the stockings to the garter tabs. She then gave me a black bra to put one. I had some trouble. I wasn’t used to putting them on, only talking them off. And last time I had one on Rachel helped. When I had the bra on Rachel gave me a black t-shirt. It was very tight. There was no way of hiding my boobs in this. The she handed me a blue jean skirt. It came to about 5 inchs above me knees. I felt really exposed. Once I had it on Rachel sat me back down at the vanity. She brushed my blonde hair some more till she liked how it looked. Then she handed me a bright red tube of lipstick. I still could not believe I was putting on lipstick and that I was wearing a dress. Rachel then took my hands and clipped my nails. They were pretty long due to not taking call of them. Then once done she pained each one red. My hand looked so different. It was really scary. But not the scariest. She then handed be a pair of black 3” heels. I was scared to death of trying to walk in these.

“You will be wearing these a lot. They made your legs look hot and will drive the men crazy.”

“Hey, none of that…ever…that’s were I draw the line. No men.”

“Sorry.” she said as she rolled her eyes. “We’ll see” She said under her breath.

Last she gave me a little perfume and some jewelry. When I was done Rachel helped me stand up and helped me learn to walk in the heels. It wasn’t as hard as I thought. I took to it pretty quickly. That scared me. Then we walked over to the full mirror. That is when I finally saw Danika Rose James. I had to admit. I was a knock out. Even hotter than when I was just in the t-shirt and panties. I was drop dead gorgeous. To tell you the truth. I looked hotter than Rachel. That thought scared me. I was bout to start crying when Rachel told me not to mess up my makeup. I felt weird. I felt so feminine.

“Rachel I don’t think I can do this. I don’t want people to see me like this. Everyone will talk and laugh.”

“No they won’t. No one knows you. Your not James Daniel. Your Danika James. The hot new singer. The girls will be jealous and the guys will be speechless. If you don’t believe me, believe me when I say that I think your hotter than me.”

Rachel gave me a little black purse with my new id and we made our way out. I was so scared. The guys were at Brad’s place which was 3 blocks from my place. He has been living there with Cindy Lynn. So instead of a cab Rachel said we should walk so I could get some more practice in the heels. Every step I took felt weird. The heels were killing my feet and I could feel the stockings but damn did my legs look good. My hips were swaying due to the heels. And the noise they were making on the sidewalk was no pleasant. And the wind was blowing the cool breeze on my stocking cover legs and it felt so good. In my mind I didn’t want it to feel good. It just felt so wrong. Men don’t like wearing woman’s clothes. But it felt so nice. About half way there a car drove by and a guy yelled out “Hey babies. Want a ride?”

“Um no thanks.” I said.

“Are you sure you don’t wanna give those pretty legs of yours a rest?”

“No were good. Thanks anyways.”

“Shot yourself toots.”

God I hope we are almost there. We got to Brad’s place and rang the door bell.

“Coming.”

I head a woman’s voice. It must have been Cindy Lynn. I was right.

“Oh hey Rachel. How you been? And who’s you pretty friend.”

“Hey Cindy Lynn. I’m good. This here is Danika.”

As Cindy Lynn’s mouth drop strait to the floor she said

“Damn…you look amazing. I would have never guess that was you James.”

“Thanks…I guess. Can we come in?”

“Yeah, Yeah…get in here girls.”

“Is Brad around?” I asked.

“Yeah he is in the game room with the guys watching a football game.”

“Thanks.”

I walked back to the game room and found Brad, Johnny, Mitch and 3 other guys I didn’t know watching one of the many Sunday football games. They all had their backs to me. Then one of the unknown guys turned and saw me and let out a wolf whistle. All the heads turned.

“Hi.” is all I could say.

The ‘wolf whistler’ guy came over to me and put out his hand. I put out mine. Thinking he was just gonna shake my hand. Instead he took my hand and kissed it.

“How may we help you me lady?’

“I’m here to talk to the guys of Happy Mistake.”

“Oh.” he said with the saddest look.

“Guys call you excuse us for a moment.” said Brad.

The three other guys got up and left the room and went to the kitchen. While leaving the ‘wolf whistler’ stopped and turned to me.

“Before I go…what’s your name?”
“Why do ask?”

“Cause I wanna know the name of the girl I will be dreaming about tonight.”

Looking down at my feet feeling very ill I said “Danika”

“Nice to meet you Dani, I’ll see you around.”

Then he left me with the band.

“Hi guys.”

“Hello Jimmy..” Mitch said.

“Its ok…you can call me Danika or Dani or I don’t care..whatever.”

“Ok Dani. What do you want?”

I tried not to cry.

“I don’t wanna live my life as a woman. But it seems I have no choice. I have to try to live this new life. My second chance. And if being a woman is how I have to live then so be it. But I need some of my old life back. I want to be in a rock band again making great music. That was what I enjoyed the most. I want to know if you guys would like to reform Happy Mistake and try to be my band mates again.”

“I’m in.” Johnny said right away while Mitch joined in with “Me too.”

“That leaves you Brad.” I said looking at my brother.

“I don’t know…I…of course I’m in. I have been bored with everything else.” Brad said.

“Can you still sing?” Mitch said.

“She can still sing…and she sounds incredible.” Rachel said as she entered the room.

“Great” I said with a sigh of relief.

“I don’t think we should call ourselves Happy Mistake though.” Johnny said as he took a sip of his beer.

“Yeah..if we try to get signed, the record companies might find it weird to replace ‘James’ with a new signer.” Brad said.

“Well how about we call ourselves…‘Another Mistake’.” Mitch said as we all nodded to say no.

“It’s to close to the old name.” said Brad. “Plus it was the title of our second album.”

“Lets just hold off on the band name for now.” Johnny added.

We decided to start the next day. The guys went back to watching the football game. And the other 3 guys came back into the room to watch. I on the other hand still felt strange to be dressed so feminine and with 3 unknown guys checking me out. So I made my way out of the room and went into the kitchen to talk with Rachel and Cindy Lynn.

“Their’s our girl.” Cindy Lynn said as she walked over and gave me a hug.

“I’m very proud of you.” Rachel said as she too gave me a hug. As she hugged me I could smell her perfume. It brought back so many memories of me and her together. I couldn’t hold back. It was all getting to me. The clothes, the smells, the period…everything.

“Are you ok?” Rachel said.

“No…its so hard. I still have feelings for you. But I know we can never be more than friends now. I have to tell you…”

“Go head…”

“The day of the accident…I got a ring. I was gonna ask you to marry me. I was gonna ask you to be my wife. But now…now…”

Rachel gave me a hug and began to cry too. Then so did Cindy Lynn start to cry. I could hear the guys in the other room.

“What’s that noise?”
“It’s just the girls crying….women.”

The next day we were to meet at Mitch’s place around noon. He used all the money from the Happy Mistake records to made his own recording studio in his house. I still didn’t want to be a woman but I knew I still had to start trying. Take baby steps. I went to my draws to look for underwear. I never looked before today. There were tones of different kinds and colors of panties and bras. I was still trying to get use to the fact that all the women’s clothes in the apartment didn’t belong to some one night stand I had on the road or that the panties weren’t a pair that were thrown at me on stage. They were mine to wear. I grabbed a light blue bra and panties to match. Then I made my way to the closet. I didn’t want to dress to fem since I was only gonna be in a small sweaty recording studio with 3 guys. I found a pair of tan kaki shorts and a white button down top. Then I went to try my hand at makeup. It would be the first time all alone putting it on. I went with a light blue eye shadow and some pink lip stick. I didn’t want to over do it. I was ready to go. Oh wait shoes. I went back to the closet to get my tennis shoes that I have been wearing for the last two months. Damn. Rachel must have thrown them away with the stinky, dirty clothes I was wearing those two months. Maybe I have another pair. I looked through the closet. No luck. When I was in the shower Rachel must have thrown those boxes of old clothes away too. The only thing I have is heels. Heels in every color of the rainbow. I didn’t want to be late to meeting the band so I grabbed a pair of White 3” heel sandals. I didn’t want to wear them but I had no choice. Now off to meet the band. When I got down stairs and out the front door I found Rachel Standing there waiting for me.

“Hi Rachel.”

“Hey girl.”

I still wasn’t used to hearing the woman I was gonna marry at one time call me girl.

“What are you doing here?”

“I’ve come to give you a ride to the studio and talk to you.”

“Oh…thanks.”

We both got in her red Corvette.

“So what did you want to talk about?”

“I am going away for 3 months.”

“Where?”

“I’m going to shoot a movie in Texas.”

“Oh…that’s…that’s great.”

“You don’t sound happy.”

“I am…I am…don’t get me wrong. It’s just that I was finally starting to want to live my life again. And I could really use a female friend and now your leaving.”

“Well…That’s kinda half the reason I’m going. I was offered the movie three weeks ago but I turned it down. I just didn’t feel like working.”

“What changed your mind?”

“All I could think about last night was what you said about wanting to marry me. I had dreams all last night. I wanted to tell you that I would have said yes. And this morning I got a call from the director saying that the lead dropped out and he wanted me to play the part. I thought It would be good to get away and put my mind on work and less on the past. I hope your not mad at me.”

“No..never. I may not get to be your boyfirend no more or even your future husband…but I will always love you and will do anything to make you happy.”

“I love you to James.”

Two seconds later we were in front of Mitch’s place.

“Thanks for the ride. I hope filming goes well.”

“Thanks and I hope the recording goes well.”

I gave Rachel a huge and then made my way out of the car.

“Oh Dani. If you need me just call my cell phone. And if you have any women questions you can always ask Cindy Lynn too.”

“Thanks”

“See ya.”

“Bye.”

I said bye to Rachel and in a way I also said bye to the chance of us ever being together like we were in the past. I got to the front door. Some what nerves. Rang the bell.

“Hey there.” Mitch said as he opened the door.

“Hey.”

“Johnny and Brad are in the studio.”

When I walked into the studio I was amazed. It was great. Very Professional.

“Hey Johnny, Hey Brad.” I said as I waved to them.

“Hey Dani.” Both said.

“Before we get started I need to talk to my broth…sister for a minute.” Brad said as he walked over to me.

We both left the studio and went to Mitch’s bedroom to be alone. It was the only other room in the house with a door we could close.

“James..uh…Dani. I need to talk to you about dad.”

Oh fuck dad. I haven’t even thought about him since I have been out of my coma.

“He has had some problem with you since the coma.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Well when the doctors told him that the best thing for you was to become a woman it freaked him out. He couldn’t take the fact that you were gonna become his daughter. It was to weird for him to take. He signed the papers for the doctors and left and went back home. He said that he doesn’t think he can take seeing you. He is kinda afraid you will look to much like mom.”

“That’s crazy…my own father doesn’t want to see his own son. Shit. Daughter. Who cares if I look like mom. I don’t even remember what she looks like.”

“Well let me tell you. I have seen pictures of Mom and Dad in collage and you could pass for mom then any day of the week.”

“What why would that matter.”

“He loved mom and I think seeing one of his sons show up looking just like the woman he loved might freak him out ever more right now.”

“So what do you want me to do. I would give anything to have my dick back. I lost Rachel.” I started to cry. “I lost my manhood. And now I’m losing Dad?”

“No that’s not it. I think you just have to live your new life for a while. And one day when you are both ready…”

Still crying.

“Ok…I think that’s all I can say…ok.”

“Now…now that’s outta the way. Let’s get rocking.”

I wiped the tears from my eyes. Thenwe made our way back to the studio. All I can think about though is how I have gain this new life but I just keep losing everything. And I can’t stop crying. Why. Is it the sadness, being a woman, the period….what?

In the studio everyone was set up. The band always liked to record live. The whole band playing the whole song together. Everyone had their own closed room. But the windows were huge so we could see each other. Brad was at his drum set. Johnny was holding his bass and Mitch was ready with his v neck guitar. We all had our headphones on ready to rock.

“What song do we do first.” I said

“Cover?” I head Johnny say in my headphones.

“How about that one Dani wrote that we have been working on?” Johnny chimed in.

“What song?” I asked.

“What was it called… ‘Maybe Baby (I Was wrong)’.”

“Yeah we found it when we when to the cabin.” Brad said.

“Ok then let’s do it!” I said pumped.

The music started to flow into my head phones. Then the part where I come in.

“Maybe baby I was wrong, I never thought It would take so long. Maybe baby I can now see, That you are the only girl for me.”

“Stop..hold the presses.” Johnny said.

“Um…Dani…you…um…I…didn’t..um…Brad you tell her.” Mitch said.

“Dani…you might wanna change the line ‘girl for me’ to ‘man for me’.”

“I guess I have to don’t I? No one said this would be easy.”

We got started once again. The music started. Then my part.

“Maybe baby I was wrong, I never thought It would take so long. Maybe baby I can now see, That you are the only man for me.”

We continued through the day…into night. We finally had our fill after about midnight. But when we were finished we had a couple great new songs. We were all beat after that. So we all decided to just sleep there at Mitch’s place so we could get back to work early the next day.
“I will take the couch. Brad and Johnny can take the two beds in the guest room and Dani you can have my bedroom.” Johnny said.

“Thanks for giving me your room but I can sleep in the guest room or on the couch.”

“No…that’s alright. You take my room. And if you want you can take a old t-shirt and pair of socks to sleep in.”

“Thanks again. Night guys.” I said as I when to the bedroom.

Once in Johnny’s room I was ready to sleep. This bra was killing me. And those heels were pain on my feet. I thought I would take Johnny up on his offer and wear one of his shirts. I walk to his closet. I found loads of band shirts. From the Stones to Happy Mistake. I grabbed one of the many Happy Mistake shirts. I sat on his bed and kicked my heels off. Then took off the shorts and top and folded them and put them on the floor. I slipped the t-shirt on. It was a XL but on me if felt like a XXXXL large. It was more like a dress. I knew Johnny was taller than me but I didn’t know his shirts were so big. I could also smell his stink on the shirt. And in a weird way I like it. I never noticed the smell of his cologne before. Why was I now. I walked over to one of the draws to find a pair of socks cause it was a little cold in his room. When I opened the draw my eyes popped out. I don’t think he wanted me to go into this draw. There was hand lotion, condoms, and a couple dirty magazines. I looked at the one cover of the magazine. It was called “Lovely Rejects.” I don’t get the title, but I couldn’t help but look at the inside. The women were amazingly hot. These were some of the most beautiful girls I have ever seen. At first look the thoughts in my head where…She’s hot, look at that rack, nice ass. Then I stopped. I was getting turned on from the pictures. I felt weird. I felt like a man again. Why should that make me feel weird? I looked at where my captain used to be. My panties were a little wet. I felt so outta mind. So outta place. Here I was James Daniel. A man who is forced to live as a woman in one of his best friend’s bedroom wearing one of his t-shirts, looking at his dirty magazines of other women. I looked down at the magazine again. The page had a woman sitting in a chair wearing a red teddie and red stockings. She had here legs crossed. I started to think. The way I was looking at this woman is the way men are now gonna be looking at me now. I felt really uneasy. I looked at the girl again. Then for some strange reason I said to myself “I wonder if I would look that hot if I wore that? I wonder if a guy would think I looked as hot as this model? I wonder if a guy would sleep with me if I had that teddie on?“ That’s is when I creeped myself out, closed the magazine and said “I don’t need the socks…I’m going to sleep.”

The next morning I woke up ready for more music making. I looked at the clock and it was 11:15am. I slept a lot longer than planned. I didn’t feel like changing out of the t-shirt. I just slipped on my heels and when into the studio wearing what I slept in.

“Go morning sunshine.” Johnny said.

The guys were already in the studio working.

“Why didn’t you guys wake me up?”

“We thought you needed your beauty sleep.” Johnny said jokingly.

“Ha ha…not funny.”

“Well I see you found a good shirt to wear.” Mitch said pointing at the Happy Mistake t-shirt I was still wearing. “Did you find anything else in my room?” Mitch asked wondering if I found his girly magazines.

“Um..no…not a thing. But I think I have a great name for the band.”

“What’s that?” Brad said.

“The Lovely Rejects.” I stated.

“I like it. It’s catchy.” Brad said.

“I agree.” Johnny added.

“I like it too…um but where did you get that name from there, um…Danika?” Mitch asked afraid of the answer.

“I had a dream.”

With that we were back to work. I stayed there for about a week. We got so into the music that everything else was forgotten. It seemed like old times. The only thing that really changed that week was the different t-shirts of Mitch’s I was wearing.

After that I thought it was time to get some new clothes I wanted to wear. I felt it was to fast to be thrown into dress and heels and all things woman that were in my closet. It was time for a trip to the mall.

I didn’t really know where to start. I went to the first women’s store I saw. I bought what I liked. I got Jeans, Jean shorts, Pants, Kakis, flat sandals, tennis shoes, sport sandals, t-shirts, a jacket, a couple baseball caps, a football jersey, and some more socks. I got a lot of men’s clothes. The only thing that was women’s clothes was the companies that make the stuff. Jeans are jeans. Pants are pants. It’s unsex. When I was a man I never could under stand why men only could were suits and pants. But a woman can were suits, pants and dresses. That was one good thing that was coming out of this. I could wear the same things I wore in the pass and not get weird looks for doing it.

The next two months were the same. I would go to Mitch’s to record. Only this time I had my own t-shirts to wear. After the two months have passed we felt it was time to pick the songs for the album, mix it, put it on a cd and start selling ourselves to the record companies.

It was a Saturday morning. I just woke up. It was the first day off from finishing the album. I just felt like sleeping all day, but instead I got up and went to watch cartoons like I used to do when I was little. Only now I was older and wearing a white nightgown. It was about 8am when the door bell rang. “Who the hell is it this early in the morning?” I said to myself as I got up to answer the door. I opened the door and to my surprised it was Rachel.

“Hi Rachel!”

“Hi Danika, how you been?”

“Good, come in tell me how the filming went.”

“It when great. Everything went smooth. I think I have a hit on my hands.”

“That’s great. Your back a little early.”

“Ya. The shoot went so smooth that we were ahead of schedule. How did recording go?”
“Fantastic. The album is done and we picked a band name.”

“What is it?”

“The Lovely Rejects.”

“Great. You wanna get some breakfast with me?”

“Sure, I should get outta the house today. Let me take a shower and change into something.”

I went and showered and found some clothes to where. I just threw on some jean shorts, a red t-shirt and my white tennis shoes. I put on a little eye shadow and a very light pink lip stick. Then put my hair back into a ponytail style. Then I when to find Rachel.

“Ready to go?” I asked

“Yeah.” Rachel said

We when to a local place called Dave-O’s. We used to go there for breakfast when we were dating. At first we didn’t know what to say to each other. Then Rachel said

“Do you wanna go to a party tonight?”

“Maybe.”

“Well maybe you can also invite your band mates. There might be record and other music people there.”

“What’s the party for?”

“Oh..do you know the actor Vander Cole?”

“Yeah, didn’t he play the quarterback in that football movie ?”
“You mean ‘All Kinds of Time’, Yeah that was him. Well he is having a surprise party for his girlfriend.”

“That sounds like it could be fun. What time is it?”

“We should get the around 9pm.”

“Ok..I’ll ask the guys.”

“Oh and you might wanna dress up a little. it’s a kinda fancy movie type party.”

“Ok, now I don’t wanna go.”

“Why?”
“Cause I have been living like this for about 3-4 months. But I’m still not into all the girly stuff like dresses and shoes. I tried but after about a week later I stopped and didn’t want to continue. I when out and got tennis shoes and baggy t-shirts. I wear a little make-up once and while just so I look somewhat normal, a bra cause I need one and a nightgown to sleep. Besides that I wear mostly guy stuff.”

“It can’t be that bad.”
“It is. I look like a girl that wants to be a man. It’s worst than being a tomboy. I keep staring at hot women when they walk by. I just can’t get use to being a man becoming a…well…I guess I’m a lesbian now.”

“You know that even lesbians get dolled up. How else are you gonna get another lesbian to notice you. It’s not looking all tomboy like. Unless you want that type of a girl. And If that were the case you mind as well go out with men.”

“I guess your right.”

“I’ll tell you what. I will come over at 7pm and I will help you get ready.”

“Ok.”

When we were done eating Rachel when home. When I got back to my place I got on the phone and called the band. They were all coming. So was Cindy Lynn. I thought that since I was going to a party I should get some more sleep so I could stay up tonight. I threw off my shoes and shorts and jumped into bed. I felt like I had my eyes closed for 5 minutes when the door bell started ringing.

“Hey.” Is all I could say when I saw Rachel. She was dolled to the nines wearing a strapless red dress. Her hair curled and her makeup beautifully done. I didn’t know whether to find her attractive or be jealous.

“You ready?” Rachel asked.

“Is is 7 already?”

“Yep..so go take a shower then we well get ready.”

When I finished I wrapped a towel around me and joined Rachel in my bedroom. I remember a time when I couldn’t wait to get naked with Rachel in my bedroom…this was not one of those times.

“Are you ready?”

“I guess.”

“Here put these one.”

Rachel threw me a black bra and a black thong. This will be a first. I haven’t worn a thong before. I put it on and I like the way the thong looked when I looked in the mirror. That was till I remembered it was me wearing it. Next was my make-up. Once again Rachel told me what to do. First the foundation, from a new jar. Then the eye shadow I used was a soft gray. Then black eyeliner, which went on easily, then a black pencil under each eye to finish outlining them. Next she handed me a garter belt and black stockings. I took each stocking and rolled it up my leg then secure it to the garter tabs. They felt so good on my legs. I didn’t tell Rachel that I like the feel of the stockings or that my legs looked amazing in them. For some reason everything feels even more feminine than when I got dress all girly to meet with my band mates again. Next the dress was slipped over my head and zipped up. It has a square cut neckline, no sleeves, and was about mid thigh on me! It was also black. Then I sat at the vanity again where I added red lip stick. Rachel started to brush my hair which I got trimmed to still be down to the middle of my back. Since I have pierced ears, she handed me a pair of gold chandelier earrings. My ears were pierced since I was 16, but I never wore any like these. Then Rachel fastened the matching necklace around my neck. She then gave me a thin gold bracelet. We then painted my nails red and Rachel hit me with a dash of perfume.

“Almost done.” Rachel said as she got up and walked to the closet.
“Take these and then we can leave.” Rachel handed me a pair of 4”  black heels. These were the biggest heel that I wore yet.

“Now grab your purse and lets get this night started.”

We were off. We got into Rachel’s other car which is a yellow Lamborghini and we drove to the party. We told the band we would meet them there. The party was being held at a richy rich type club called ‘Black Cole’. Only people in the know get into this kind of a club. When we got there we found tones of people standing outside all waiting to get pictures or meet a famous person. I was scared outta my mind. Rachel pulled up to the front. We got out and Rachel threw the keys to a valet. The flashes were blinding I couldn’t see a thing. I thought I was gonna fall over in these heels. Fans were yelling “Rachel…Rachel!”, “Over here!”, “Can I get an autograph?” Then I heard some of the paparazzi yell “Who are you? Why are you hear?” Rachel left her fans and came by my side. “This is Danika James. She is the lead singer of The Lovely Rejects…one of the best new bands around. Then all the flashes were directed at me. “Danika over here!”, “Danika!!!”, “Danika Smile!”. Smile… How am I to smile..I was scared outta my life. Just Then I started to hear “Cindy Lynn!!!”, “Cindy Lynn!”. I turned and saw Cindy Lynn and the rest of the Lovely Rejects walking towards us.

“Let’s go!” Rachel said.

Inside was amazing. The place was huge. There were balloons in every color everywhere and people dancing having a good time. The music was great. Not to loud so I could still hear people talking but load enough to have a good time.

“You look amazing.” Cindy Lynn said to me.

“Thanks. Believe it or not I feel amazing.” It had been a while since people were going crazy over me. I had to get use to that again.

“I hate to say it but I feel really beautiful.”

“Well I don’t wanna sound weird or anything, but you do look incredible tonight Dani.”

Brad said to me. “I’ll be right back, I’m gonna get some drinks.” Brad said as he made his way to the bar. Then some guy walked up be hided Cindy Lynn and tapped on her shoulder. “Hey there lovely.” the man said.

“Oh hi Tristan. How are you?” Cindy Lynn said as she gave him a hug.

“I’m great. And who is this fine looking creature with you?”

“This is Danika James.”

“Pleased to meet you Danika.” he said as he reached out to shake my hand.

“You too.” I said as I lifted my hand to shake his.

“Danika, this is Tristan King. He is gonna be the director of my first movie.”

“That’s great.” I said.

“Do you act?” King asked me.

“I have done some in the past, but right now I’m working on getting by band signed.”

“Well if you ever wanna get into acting again just ask me and I would be happy to have you be in one of my pictures.”

“Well thanks. That’s really nice of you.” I didn’t know whether he was telling me the truth or just trying to get into my panties. Cindy Lynn and King started to talk about the movie project so I excused myself to get some air. You can go up on the roof of this place and look at the stars. So that’s were I went. It was peaceful up there even though it was pretty crowed. There was a bartender in the corner and the music was low and soft. And it looked like Christmas lights around the sides. I was just sitting on a long beach watching the stars trying to relax a little before heading back into the party. Then this man came over to me.

“Do you mind if I sit here. I couldn’t find another seat.”

“Not at all.”

He was tall. Very strong looking. Chiseled face with Blonde hair and blue eyes.

“Sorry I just wanted to get some air.” The man said.

“Me too. It’s a great party through.”

“Yeah, I think it’s going pretty well. My name is Vander by the way.”

“Um…Danika.” I said as I shook his hand. “Vander Cole? This is your party right?”
“Yeah. Well I threw it for my girlfriend…so I guess it’s her party.”

“Why are you up here? Shouldn‘t you be partying with the guests and your girlfriend?”

“Some of her friends get to me and I just need a break away from them sometimes.”

“Who’s your girlfriend?”

“Sasandra Mitchell. She is a TV Soap star.”

“Oh…sorry I don’t watch the soaps.”

“I think you’re the first woman that I meet that said she didn’t watch the soaps.”

“Yea…well It’s just not my thing.” he had no idea.

“What is you thing?”
“I’m the singer of a band. Where called the Lovely Rejects.”

“Do you have a record out?”

“Not yet. We are trying to get signed now. To tell you the truth that is why I came to this party. I thought I could meet someone from a record company to give them our demo and maybe get signned. It’s just so hard to get notice in this town.”

“Really..I don’t know anyone who wouldn’t notice a woman as beautiful as you are.”

“That’s…um…sweet to say.” I said trying not to look outta place.

“Sorry…that was a little cheesy.”

“That’s alright.”

“You know I know for a fact that there are at least four different people from different record companies down there.”

“Yeah?”

“If you like. We have a stage set up down there for bands to play. Sometimes we have record release parties here. I am also co-owner of this club. I own it with Davis Black. That’s why it’s called ’Black Cole’.  If you like you guys can play a song or two and maybe they might wanna sign you.”

“Really. You serious?”

“Yea. Just tell me and I will get it set up to go.”

“Yes…sure..that would be awesome.” I said over joyed. I don’t know why I did what I did next but I jumped up off the bench and gave Vander a big hug.

“Thank you so much.”

“No problem. Go get your band and meet me by the stage it 10 minutes.”

“Okay. Thanks again.”

I ran off to find my band mates. I was also surprised I was running in heels. I found Brad first and told him what Vander said. He was excited now too. Then we found Mitch and Johnny trying to hit on some women.
“Sorry girls, I have to take these two gentlemen with me.” I said as I pulled the two away for the disappointed women.

“You guys ready? This is the first time appearance of The Lovely Rejects. Lets show them what we can do.” I said “Let’s play ‘Maybe Baby (I Was Wrong)’ and then sing “Happy Birthday to Sasandra. Ok…lets go.”

Vander was standing on the stage. “Ladies and gentlemen. I would like to introduce you to a great unsigned band. So the bidding will start after they perform.” Everyone laughed at Vander’s joke. “Let me welcome The Lovely Rejects!”
We walked out on to the stage.

“Hi. Were the Lovely Rejects and this is a song called ‘Maybe Baby (I Was Wrong)’.”

We played the song. And every note was perfect. I was shaking. I was so nerviest to be on stage in a dress playing guitar and singing. But after a couple of notes I totally forgot. When the song was finished everyone clapped and whistled. I felt great. “Now I would like to wish Sasandra a happy birthday.” With that we broke into The Beatle’s ‘Happy Birthday’. When we were done I said thanks and we got off stage. Vander was standing at the stage’s exit.
“That was great. One of the coolest songs I have heard in a while. I meet some of the record guys. They want a copy of your demo.” I reached into my purse and pulled out 5 copies. “Here you go Vander and thanks again.”

“No prob, I’m gonna hand these to the record guys.” Vander said as he left us.

“That was amazing. We gotta get signed. They got to be stupid if they pass us by.” Mitch said.

Then Rachel and Cindy Lynn came over.

“You guys rocked.” Cindy Lynn said.

“Yeah…I’m so proud.” Rachel added.

“I don’t know about you guys, but I’m ready to go.” Cindy Lynn said.

“Yeah…I think we did what we came to do.” I said.

We all started to leave. I was gonna find Vander and thank him again but I didn’t see him anywhere..so we just left. On the way out the paparazzi took some more pictures and this time took some of me and just the band. When I got home that night I was ready for bed. My feet were killing me, I was proud of myself. I was able to get through the whole night looking the way I did and felt okay about it.

The next day I sleep till about 4pm. I just couldn’t get up. When I finally did wake. I put on ‘StarBiz’ It was a entertainment slash music show. The host started to talk about the party. “Last night movie star Vander Cole threw his girlfriend actress Sasandra Mitchell her 20th birthday bash at his co owned club with Davis Black called ‘Black Cole’ We were told that the highlight of the night was a unsigned band called The Lovely Rejects who performed one of their own songs and sang Happy Birthday to Sasandra. We here at StarBiz doubt they will stay unsigned for long.” I was so happy. I called the band to ask if they saw the show. They did. Now it was time to see if anything came for it.

The next day I woke up at 8am. I just couldn’t sleep. I was so excited about getting back on the horse…the music horse that is. I didn’t really know what to do with myself. The album was done. StarBiz aired a piece about us. Mitch mailed out all the other demos. It was hurry up and wait. Now what. I had nothing to do. I didn’t want to just sit and watch TV all day. It was 11am now. The phone rang. I wonder if it’s a record company. I picked up the phone.
“Hello!”

“Hey Danika!”

“Oh hey Johnny…”

“What’s up, you sound disappointed that it’s me?”
“I am…I thought it might have been a record company.”

“Oh. Yeah I have been sitting by the phone too. Anyway. I was getting kinda bored so I thought I would call you to see if you want to hang out.”

“I don’t know. What about waiting by the phone?”
“Fuck that…if they call they call. I was gonna get the other two guys and we were gonna head down to Murphy’s. You wanna come?”

Murphy’s was a batting cage and driving range. We used to hang there all the time. We even made a video there before.

“Um..sure. I guess I got to get outta the house.”

“Cool. We’ll come and get you in about 15 minutes.”

“Um…better make it 40 minutes.”

“40? Why?”

“I don‘t really wanna say this but, you got to give a girl sometime to get ready. I think 40 minutes should do.”

“Oh…ok. See you soon. Later.”

“Later.”

Ok..what do I wear to the driving range? I took a quick shower. Put on a set of light pink panties and bra. Then I threw on some blue jean shorts that when to a little above my knees and a blue v-neck t-shirt. Then added my tennis shoes. I wanted some time to get my make-up right. Just a little eye shadow and lipstick. And since I was playing a sport I threw a baseball cap on. Just as I finished the doorbell rang. It was the guys.

“Hey Danika.” All three said.

“Hey guys. You ready to get your ass kicked.”

“Yeah right. I can out drive you any day.” Mitch said.

“Bring it on!”

We got to Murphy’s and started hitting golf balls. It took me a little while to get use to hitting with a pair of boobs in the way. Plus I was weaker since the last time I played. But the other guys still were no match for me. I was out driving them on all my shots. It’s skills not strength.

“Damn! Even as a woman she is kicking our ass.” Johnny said.

“True.” Brad added.

I hit a few more and decided to take a break. Be hide us were benches. So I went and sat down. After about a minute I heard someone whistle. I look around and saw two collage guys in the distance by the batting cages were looking at me. I didn’t think the way I was dressed was gonna cause anyone to check me out. Then I looked down at myself. I didn’t even think about it, but when I sat down I crossed by legs. By doing so the bottom of my shorts were raised up to mid thigh. I didn’t even think about it. You could see my legs. A lot of my legs. And with them crossed…well lets just say that If I were them I would most likely have done the same thing. I quickly got up and walked over to Brad and hid be hide him. My face was red from the embarrassment.

“You ok?”

“Yah. I’m fine. I just feel a little outta place now.”

“We can leave.”

“No. That’s alright. I have to learn that this kinda stuff is gonna happen to me now.”

“We’ll you are hot.” Johnny said.

“WHAT!” I replied.

“I’m just saying. You do made a pretty sexy chick.”

“Shut-up!”

“No.. I think it needs to be said. I mind as well say it now then never.”

“Dude I think you should stop.” Mitch said

“No. Danika.” Johnny said as he looked at me.

“NO. Stop Johnny.” I said.

“Danika. You might have been a little dude before. You might have been a chick magnet. But your not any more. Now you are one of the sexiest woman my two eyes have ever seen. I can’t believe you are Jim, cause your not anymore. You are as much woman as all the chicks you slept with on the tours are. The sooner you come to terms with that the sooner you can be happy with the new life you have to live.”

“FUCK YOU! Fuck you Johnny. You try living your whole life as a man. A man that is adored by woman all over the world. A man who is famous all over. A man that was gonna marry his dream girl and have kids and live his fairy tale life. Try living that life and then try living with all of it taken away. Becoming a woman. Becoming a object of men’s desires. A woman that no matter what she does she will always feel lost. A woman that has to worry about make-up, high heels, periods, and MEN trying to get into your pants. Fuck you. I don’t wanna hear that I look sexy. Even more so I don’t wanna hear it from you. I don’t want men coming onto me. I wanna be the man.” I started to cry.

“I’m going to the car. I’ll be waiting to leave when your all ready.”

Before anyone could say anything I started to walk to our car. On the way I had to walk pass the two guys that whistled at me. The one guy saw that I was crying.
“What’s a matter honey? Those guy’s won’t let you suck their cocks?” The first asshole said as I walked pass.

“Yeah. Dry those tears. You can suck us off or would you rather me fuck your pussy? Maybe make you a mommy.” The second asshole said.

At this point I was crying so hard I couldn’t breathe. I began to run to the car. I got in and closed to door. About 6 minutes later my band mates got in the car. Johnny had a cut above his eyelid, Mitch had cuts and blood on his knuckles and Brad was just smiling.

“What the fuck happen?” I said still teary eyed.

“We gave those two assholes a beating.” Mitch said.

“Yeah. Johnny head butted one guy and knocked him out. And Mitch Punched the other guy a couple times and knocked him out. It was great.” Brad said.

“I’m sorry Danika. I didn’t mean to hurt you.” Johnny said.

“I know. I just don’t think I’m every gonna get use to this or wanna get use to this. I am James Daniel. No matter what I look like. I just wanna be me again. At least I get to be in a band again. That’s a start.” I said.

“I’ll try to understand better.” Johnny said.

“Thanks.” I said,

They dropped me off back at my place and left.

When I walked in the front door I notice that the answering machine was blinking. I hit the button to hear the message.

“Miss James, this is Gavin Parkerson with Main*Star Records. We just wanna tell you that we here all dig your demo and saw you at Mitchell’s birthday bash and we want to get together with you and your band mates and talk about signing you to a contract with us. Please give me a call back at 867-5309 and ask for me. Hope to here from ya soon.”

I didn’t know what to do first. Do I call the band now or call Mr. Parkerson back right away.

I decided to call Mr. Parkerson.

“Hello can I speak to Mr. Parkerson please.”

“Who’s calling?” a woman said.

“Um…Miss James.”

“Okay, Can you hold for a minute Miss James?”

“Ya…I mean yes, sure.”

I was put on hold. And this kinda creeped me out. The music they had playing while I was on hold was a song called “One More Love”. I knew the name of the song cause it was me singing. It was a song that Happy Mistake made. Main*Star Records was our old record company. So I guess they play songs in their catalog while your on hold. Happy Mistake being one of those. About a minute into the song I couldn’t help myself, I started to sing along with my own song. And with my luck that is when Mr. Parkerson got on the phone.

“Hello?”

“Oh…hello…sorry.”

“Is this Danika?”
“Yes..sorry I was just singing along with the on hold music.”

“That’s ok. Let be ask you Danika. Do you wanna become part of the Main*Star Records family?”
“If you asking…do we wanna sign with you the answer is yes.”

“Well then. How about you get your band mates and yourself down to my office tomorrow at 1pm. And we will get everything going.”

“Yes sir.”

“Call me Gavin sweetie. I’ll see you at 1pm tomorrow.”

Sweetie?

“Yes si…Gavin. See you tomorrow…Thanks.”

“Bye honey.”

“Bye.”

Yes. Yes. Yes. We are gonna get a record contract. I called the band to tell them the good news. Everyone was over joyed. Brad said he would call our lawyer. That night I couldn’t sleep once again. I was so happy for once. I missed being happy. I got up around 10am. How should I dress for this? Do I wear a suit or do I wear jeans and a top? And if I wear a suit, do I wear a tie?” Wait, wait, wait. What was I thinking. I’m supposed to wear dresses and skirts now, not suits and ties. Fuck. I went and took a shower. When I was done I went and put on a pink bra and a pink thong. I actually like the way the thongs felt. I was getting use to wearing them now. Then I went to the closet. How should I dress. When we meet the record company before they came to us and we were just kids. But now we are going to them. I didn’t know what to do. I called Brad.

“Brad, hey, it’s Dani.”

“Hey, what’s up?”

“What are you wearing today to the meeting?”
“Um…I haven’t really thought about it. I guess a pair of slacks and polo shirt. Why do you ask?”

“Cause I don’t know what to wear.”

“Dude..um..uh…I mean…um….just throw on a dress.”

“Gee your alotta help.”

“What can I say…I know how women think.”

“Ha ha…not funny. I see you later.”

“Bye Sis.”

I looked in my closet. I said fuck it. I’m a rock star. Who gives a shit what I wear. I grabbed a black mini skirt. And put it on. It when to mid thigh. Then I grabbed a V-neck red t-shirt that had a pink star in the middle of it. I went and did my make up and combed my hair. Shoes…what kind. I looked in the closet. I went with a odd choice. Well it was odd to me. I found a pair of cowboy boots. What the fuck…why not. I got a pair of socks and then put on the boots. I didn’t care how I looked. I just wanted to get signed. When I was all done it was around 12. I Decided to walk to Brad’s place to leave from there. I rang the door bell.

“Hey there beautiful.” Cindy Lynn said as she opened the door.

“Hey Cindy Lynn”

As I walked through the front door Cindy Lynn gave me a hug.

“What’s that for?”

“Nothing. That’s just how girls greet each others.”

“Oh. So were is Brad?”

“He is in the family room with Johnny. We’re still waiting for Mitch to get here.”

“Okay.”

“Um, Danika can I talk to you alone for a minute?”
“Sure.”

Cindy Lynn and I walked into her bedroom to talk.

“So what’s up?”

“Well Dani, You know I love you brother.”

“Yeah.”

“And you know he asked me to marry him.”
“Yeah.”

“Well we were talking last night and we decided that we will have the wedding in three weeks.”

“Well that’s great. I’m happy for the both of you. But why did you want to talk to me alone? This is good news.”

“Well Brad said that he was gonna ask Johnny and Mitch to be his best men.”

“What about me I am is broth…oh.”

“Yeah. That’s it. You’re his sister now.  But we both want you to be up there with us. We didn’t want to leave you out. That’s why we waited till you woke from your coma to get married. We didn’t want to go on without you being part of it.”

“How are you gonna do that. It might be weird for me standing in a tux with boobs.”

“Well, I wanted to know if you would be one of my bridesmaids?”

“Me a bridesmaid! I don’t know.”

“Please Dani. You are one of my dearest friends and we are gonna become family.”

“I don’t know what to say.”

“Please. It will mean a lot to me.”

“…okay. I guess I’ll do it.”

“Thank you Dani.”

“Your welcome.”

With that we hugged again and then went into the family room to meet up with the guys.

When I walked into the room Mitch was there.

“You guys ready to go?” I asked.

“Ya, lets do this.” Mitch said.

TO BE CONTINUED…

 

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