Building Bonds

Chapter 1

Dakota's POV

I am going to be so late! I took way too long trying to pick out my outfit for this interview, but in my defense what do you wear to an interview for a gym? Professional clothes or am I supposed to be decked out in sweat bands and tennis shoes. I settled on more of a business casual look that I could dress up or down with jewelry. I feel like I've applied to so many places, but this is the only place that has called me back for an interview so I really need to nail it and leave a good impression.

Unfortunately my senior year of highschool was very devastating for me and my family. For as long as I can remember I've always been flamboyant, and have always preferred a feminine style over the more rugged or boyish looks. I don't really remember it, but apparently my dad took me and my two older brothers clothes shopping and I demanded that I wanted this frilly little pink dress. I guess my dad just thought "fuck it" and bought me the dress that would be the beginning of my crossdressing. My family pretty much just went with it, but not everyone in my life felt the same.

My older brothers tried to protect me as much as they could, but Callum who is the closest in age to me is still 5 years my senior. I've been called everything in the book, from fag all the way to tranny and freak. I'm lucky that I've never been too seriously hurt other than a few bruises here and there from being shoved around. So my highschool or just school experience in general was already bad, but it got worse the summer before my senior year when my mom was diagnosed with stage 2 breast cancer.

My family has never been extremely well off, but both of my parents have good jobs and we live a very good life. I never really worried about college, and how I would get it paid for. My parents actually told me that they had savings to pay my tuition, but when the hospital bills for my mom's treatment came they had to use their savings to pay for them. I applied for so many scholarships and financial aid, but since my parent's income is still good I never qualified. The few scholarships that I did get, might have covered one or two books but it wouldn't even come close to covering my tuition to where we could pay the rest of it. My grades have never really been anything to call home about either, and it's not for lack of trying. I would say that I have a B average all throughout highschool, but nowadays you have to be an A++ student to get a big lump sum of scholarship money.

So I'm really hoping that I get this job. My situation is not ideal, but the only one who can change it is me. I have absolutely zero resentment towards my parents. If I had to make the decision between going to college and saving my mother. I would always choose my mom. The job isn't paying a whole lot of money, but a job is a job, and the income will be much more than the zero dollar per hour income I have right now.

I got to the gym with five minutes to spare, and after a few questions to one of the employees I was directed to a room in the back. The person who would be interviewing me was one of the co-owners of the gym, and she was named Jen. Jen was a tall lady, and I felt like she could crush me under her thumb without even putting any effort into it. The interview went really well, and despite her appearance Jen was super sweet and easy to talk to. I didn't go too in depth about my situation, but she was very understanding and accepting of the fact that I was a boy in girls clothing. Most people aren't too accepting of that or have something to say once they find out. I would say that I am a very convincing crossdresser. My hair is long and I have always had a baby face which plays into a naturally femine face. My makeup and clothes also enhance the illusion, and most people I meet don't realize that I'm a boy unless I tell them. It doesn't really bother me to be misgendered, because most people don't mean anything by it and also I am dressed like a woman which probably sends the wrong signal. It is funny to see people's faces when they find out that I'm a boy.