Andre Becomes Andrea

"Go on up to the room." She said.

"Thank you."

I was about to climb the stairs, but she started speaking again.

"Rob, has he mentioned... making any type of decision yet?" She asked.

"He has some web design books laying around. Maybe something to do with computers?" I said.

She nodded her head and gestured for me to go on up.

There was music playing inside of his room. I knocked on the door. I heard an unfamiliar voice coming from inside Andre's room. It was a girl's voice. Was it the sexy girl from the picture? The music stopped playing and I could here Andre moving a few things around.

"Andre! It's me, Rob." I said.

"Just a minute." Andre said.

Since I figured that he had a girl in his room, and needed his privacy, I was going to leave, but the door opened. The girl from the photo was standing there now. She had come to life. Our eyes were locked in on each other. I was certainly entranced by her. There was also something too familiar about her.

"Hi. You must be Robert." She said, in a sweet melodic voice. No one called me Robert. She was wearing a short black skirt with ruffles, and had on a white top. Her boobs were small and I don't think she was wearing a bra. She was wearing strapped heels and had on an ankle bracelet. Her feet had a pedicure.

"Yes." I said. "Where is Andre?"

"He's around." She said.

"I thought I heard his voice. Are you two dating?"

"No." She said, in a guy's voice.

I was a little confused, but instantly understood what was going on, and was putting it together. Andre was hiding somewhere under the persona of a girl. I walked over to him/her and looked into his/her face. I placed my hands on his/her shoulders and tried to find Andre. The scent of perfume gave the room a fruity smell. Andre, or some new form of Andre, giggled.

"I'm Andrea. Andre has told me so much about you. I know that the two of you are great friends, and in being a great friend to him, you would never turn your back on him." She said.