We went to school together and even hung out in groups near each other but that was all. It wasn’t until a few years later that we really met.
It was early days for me, only a few months after going full time. Walking around in public still made me nervous but I was trying to get past it. That day I was browsing in the women’s section of the local super store.
I froze as I heard the name I hadn’t used in months. A name that no longer fit who I was now. I glanced up and saw a girl who I recognized vaguely from high school looking at me over the clothes rack. Cynthia, my mind provided after a few seconds.
I panicked. I dropped the skirt I was looking at and began to walk out of the store as fast as I could. She followed me.