Early Scene of a Life

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.

“Hey, wait up,” she called after me.

“Why are you following me?” I said still walking away.

“I … I just wanted to say hi.” I kept walking and she kept following. Then she said, “I’m a lesbian.”

I stopped dead in my tracks and turned around confused. “What?”

“What?” she said looking around to see if anyone else had heard her.

“Why would you say that?” I asked.

She started rambling, “Because it’s true and I saw you and thought maybe we had more in common than when we were in school and I’m sorry for calling you- that name but I was surprised and- ”

“Ok, slow down.” I realized we were standing in the middle of the main walkway.

“Come over here.” I walked back to the women’s racks to get away from the flow of people.

“So, do you have a ‘new’ name?” she asked.

“Melissa,” I said quietly.

“Hi, Melissa.” she stuck her hand out.

I took her hand and shook it, “Hi.” And that’s how we met. We became roommates the next year and girlfriends a few months after that.

Author’s Note: This is a short prequel to Scenes of a Life¬†and Another Scene of a Life.