My Life as a Shemale Part7

Cynthia looked at me with something that could have been a smile, "Yeah he is pretty cool, I dig him. Math is not a big problem for me, never really was". We started talking throughout the rest of our break and I discovered that I like her, she reminded me a little of Sam. She offered to help me with Math after school and I agreed.

I spend more and more time with Cynthia but made sure never to let it get too far. The weeks passed and we became friends, Tim thought that it might be alright and invited her over too so he could get to meet her, once he got past the way she dressed, he seemed to like her too. I learned a lot from her but we never went to her home, I didn't even know where she lived but figured it was further away since she was a transfer. She asked me a couple of times if she could spend the night but I always came up with an excuse and sometimes Tim did.

Cynthia seemed moody sometimes, I tried to stay away when she got like that, I figured that that was how she is and left it at that. It was on a weekend when I went to the mall that I saw Cynthia, or Sin, but she hadn't seen me, I started to walk over to her but she was leaving the Mall, I didn't know what had gotten into me but I followed her. We had only gone a few blocks when she turned into a shabby looking house, the yard was in bad shape too. She went inside and I didn't know what to do, this was her place and I understood why she never invited me over, she was probably embarrassed. But I didn't care, I went through the gate and up the stairs and knocked, when she came to the door and saw me she was shocked, "What are you doing here? Did you follow me?". I nodded a little embarrassed, "Sorry Sin I happened to be near by when I saw you, I just wanted to talk to you. I can leave if you like". She stood there for a moment, then she opened the door, "If you like you can come in and tell me what a crappy place this is but you need to hurry my dad will be home soon", she had said this with a mean snarl but I surprised her, "I don't care what your place looks like, it doesn't change that I like you and would like to continue being your friend".