Cross romance

I looked up at her but couldn't find the right word.

"How did you find out?" I asked after a long pause.

"Well, first of all, you shouldn't slouch over your desk. The bra hooks showed under the cardigan at your back. Second, you don't normally wear a cardigan and today is not a particularly cold day. So I guessed that you must have put it on for a reason. And now I know that reason."

I was stunned but she continued.

"Don't worry. I checked the others sitting behind you. I don't think that they have noticed it, yet!"

I sighed in relief but then I was seized by an apprehension that Jasmine now held my embarrassing secret.

"You are not going to tell anyone are you? Please, Jasmine!" I begged her.

"Oh, no! I am not going to blackmail you, if that was what you were worrying about. If anything, I might even try to help you."

"I... I don't know what you mean..."

Puzzled, I looked at her. Jasmine was a repeater who joined our class this year. She was a big girl. Well, I didn't really mean big but she was very tall as she was taller than me by about five inches. At the time, she was 5'7" and I later found out that she was 10 months and 12 days older than me. She kept her hair short like, off the ears and off the collar. Even I grew my hair longer that she. She assumed a boyish manner and she didn't seem to have any friends. Came to think of it, if our classmates found out that I wore a bra, I wondered if I would have any friend left. Jasmine and I had been in the same class for almost half a year and we had not once talked to each other, until today. Now I looked closely at her for the first time. She could be quite pretty, but in a cool sort of way.

"Tell me first, do you like wearing girls' things."

I hesitated for a long time then nodded timidly. There was no point denying.

"Well, then perhaps I can give you a bit of help."

The bell chimed all of a sudden.