I want to submit a story I wrote. It's told admittedly from the perspective of a cis girl, but the love interest is a trans girl like me. I was actually inspired to write the story and start my blog for it and similar stories after reading the original Meet Cute Diary book by Emery Lee. My blog is called "Our Queer Corner", and I just want to submit the story I have on it.
It was June Graduation Day 2017. I watched as my elder sibling, Maren Lee, walked across the stage. They were followed by a bunch of students whose names I kinda dozed off on…
James Lewis, Carrington Malt, Courtney Mayer, Jude McColt, Anthony Meyers, Lucas Mill, Joshua Morris, Emory Muse, Orel Nasser, Samuel Nelson, Alina Nichols, Spencer Norman, Quincy Nunn, and Leona Orkins.
But then SHE walked across the stage: Ashley Parker. Ashley wasn’t someone I was interested in; in fact, I didn’t really like her that much at all. But she’d prove more important than I thought.
Ashe and my sibling were good friends. Maren is a bit more of a calm, relaxed type of person, and they don’t mind being away from the action. Ashe, on the other hand, is everywhere: she loves being the center of attention, she’s wild, eccentric, and always peppy, which is probably why I didn’t like her at first. I didn’t know at the time that Ashe had a younger brother - or rather sister. I mean, I took two classes with the girl, sure, but we never really talked all that much, nor did we have any mutual close friends - well, except for one: Coriander Edwards. She was in three of my classes and four of Ashley’s sister’s, and one of those. At the time, Ashe’s sister wasn’t out publicly yet, but she did tell Coriander, and she was introducing herself as female to any new people she met. She wasn’t closeted, she just hadn’t told everyone. Cori, who thought Ashe’s sister and I might become good friends, said to me, “Hey, there’s this girl in one of our classes, maybe you should talk to her.”
Now, anyone knows that you don’t just walk up and talk to someone, it ain’t that simple. So I, dismissively, suggested that she get all of us to meet up somewhere outside of school. Cori, having the nerve that she does, decided to take my sorry behind seriously and got me and all our girls up - and our guy friend, Jude Payne - to meet up at the waterpark that Saturday, along with Maren, Ashe, and of course, Ashe’s younger brother - sister. There were about ten of us: Me, Maren, Cori, Leroia and Larissa McAlister, Sparrow Davis, Hayleigh Johnson, Jude, Ashe, and of course, Ashe’s younger “brother”, Michael Parker.
Without even saying the “b” word, Ashe tried to introduce her sister as Michael, which got shut down really quickly. The sister spoke up quickly, not angrily but rather jokingly, “Ashley, you idiot! My name is Noël!” to which Ashley instantly replied “Girl, you ain’t ever tell me you were ready to come out! I’m sorry!”
Then Noël and I started talking, hit it off, had a lesbian bonding session, and had a fun day at the waterpark.
That’s how I met my wife.
