And Then Comes Marcie (Part 2 of 3)

So this time my target was Kimberly. “Hey there is a meetup at this place called Freddie’s Beach House in Virginia Sunday, would you come with me?”

“Is it loud and obnoxious?” She asked

“There is a drag show, I don’t think it has that club music you hate, anyway….please?” I answered, a little afraid to make eye contact.

“As long as I am feeling okay, they yes but you really need to find a way to go to these places on your own.”

Oh, she was right on so many different levels. But the recurring theme in this blog is, I am a coward so…”I am trying to meet some friends….after that then…” I responded but before finishing my sentence my voice trailed off. “I don’t know, I really am messed up aren’t I?”

“Of course you are but, its fine, I will go.”

Plus there was a drag show and I like those, well I think, I mean thought I liked them, I had never been to one so I really didn’t know what to expect.

Oh and here is where I explain in detail what I was wearing, how my makeup looked but well, I don’t remember, don’t much care. I was already at the point that I knew I was not like most transgender girls, there was probably about a 90 percent chance I wore jeans with a nice top but, really who knows.

There was a table reserved for Sally Anne’s group and already I liked the situation better than I had all the other places I had been, mostly because it was a smaller group, I knew I could finally socialize a little.

Sally met us at the door and gave me a little hug, “Welcome, welcome. We have an hour before the show.” Oh how I was impressed, Sally was about four inches taller than me and she was such a character. When I signed up for this meeting I had no idea the host was actually performing in the drag show. “Oh I like that shirt girl.”

“Thanks but…Well I think it makes me look huge, I need to do a lot more shopping.”

When Sally first greeted us I thought she beamed, that she was happy, carefree but as soon as I made the comment she took me by the shoulder. “Don’t you ever let me hear you say that again, you are beautiful. We are all beautiful in our own right, own it girl.”

Well that was a bit different but I liked Sally’s confidence and her attitude but being truthful, you know between you and me…I was not entirely sold on her drag-queen persona but, I who was I to judge so…

“This is Claudia and Marcie.” Sally said, half not paying attention to the introductions, “This is KC and, hmmm, I think the other girls stepped out for a bit.”

“Hi, I am Kendra.” I said as I realized I was the least attractive of the bunch. “This is my wife Kimberly.”

Everyone waived, some raised a toast to new friends; we waived back and had a seat at the table. “Has everyone ordered yet? I am starving.” Kim said as she picked up the menu.

“What is everyone drinking?” I asked

And we talked, and drank, eventually we took a few minutes to watch Sally perform. “So this is a drag show, hmmm.” I said, probably slurring a bit after my fourth drink.”

“Yes, it’s a drag show alright.” Marcie responded, taking a break from the conversation she was having with Kim.

“So Kim is making a new friend, how special.” I growled to myself and then returned to admiring Claudia. “You are gorgeous, I wished I had your look.”

“Aww sweetie, thank you.”

I had to get a selfie with her and then I ordered another drink. And after the drag show was over so I ordered another drink and on the way back to the table I found myself doing what I was doing often, dancing.

“Dance with me Claudia.” I said, took her by the hand and for a moment, we danced, at least until she started feeling uncomfortable.

All in all it was a great night. It didn’t even bother me that it felt like Kim had made a new friend while I just socialized. I went home smiling and…drunk.

“We have to come back for the drag show finals.” Kim said as we got into the car. “You know you should talk to Marcie, she really has it down, all her mannerisms and she sounds just like a woman.”

I guess I couldn’t keep my sarcasm to myself; after all the whole reason why we went out was to see if I could make some friends. “Ok, got it, mental note to self, be more like Marcie.”

“Oh come on, don’t be that way, didn’t you like her?”

“Of course I did, she was totally adorable but you REALLY seemed to like her.”

“Well, still, you should get to know her, maybe she could teach you some things. She will be back for the finals too.”

“Great, At least I have that to look forward to, that’s if you don’t sweep her off her feet first.”

Two weeks, two more weeks older, two more weeks not really knowing anyone like me, well at least Paul and I kind of started hitting it off again, he and Samantha had plans to visit again the following weekend. I have to wonder how that was going to go.

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