Fiona's POV

"Oh um interesting," I stammered, while turning away and blushing. Adam liked me? But did I like Adam? Oh it's just so confusing. I mean I shouldn't like him because he's so young, but at the same time he is pretty adorable and funny. Maybe we should just hang out for awhile to get to know each other better. The bell rang to signal the end of the lunch period. Eli and Clare walked towards class while Adam packed up his stuff.

"Uh hey Adam?" I asked nervously.

"Yeah Fiona," he said while looking skeptical.

"Would you like to skip next period and come to The Dot with me?" I asked.

"Uh sure Fiona," he said while looking away obviously trying to hide his blushing.

"Okay let's go," I said grabbing his hand and pulling him to The Dot. It felt great holding his hand all the way to The Dot.

Adam's POV

I can't believe I'm skipping class to go to The Dot with the most beautiful girl ever. She held my hand the whole way there. I could feel my whole body filling up with heat. My cheeks felt hot and I knew I was blushing. When we walked through the door there were hardly any people inside. We sat down at a booth and Peter the waiter took our orders. We only ordered drinks since we'd just had lunch.

"I'll have a Moutain Dew," I ordered.

"And I'll take an iced tea," said Fiona.

"So Adam why don't we just get to know each other a little better," She said.

"Um okay sure," I agreed.

"Okay so I'll go first. What's your favorite color?" She asked.

"Wow a pretty basic question. But I really don't have a favorite color. I pretty much like them all except for pink. What an ugly color. I bet that's your favorite huh?" I rambled.

"Uh actually no. I prefer purple myself. So what's your favorite band?" she questioned.

"Totally Dead Hand," I said automatically,"What about you?"

"Uh I don't really listen to much music so I don't know what's currently out there," she stated.

"Well I'm totally a fanatic of music and comic books," I told her.

"And I'm all about the fashion and the designs," she said. We had finished our drinks by this time and were getting pretty bored. We had run out of questions and asked each other basically everything.

"So would you like to go to my condo and hang out Adam?" she asked me.

"Um sure why not," I replied.

Fiona's POV

We walked to my condo and sat on the couch.

"Wow your place is amazing," he said while admiring the spacious and modernly decorated living room.

"Thanks I had some great room designers design it," I explained.

"So what do you want to do?" he asked.

"We could watch a movie," I suggested.

"Alright that sounds good," he replied.

"Okay well I think there's a movie in the DVD player and I don't really have much of a selection so we could just watch whatever's in there," I told him.

"Alright," he said.

"Okay so the remote's on the coffee table so you can start it while I go make some popcorn," I said.

"Sounds good to me," he commented. I walked into the kitchen and found the popcorn in the pantry and set it to the correct time in the microwave.

"She was very vulnerable and I wanted to help her."

"You wanted to help my client?"

"She needed it. When she wasn't threatning to throw herself off rooftops she was flinging herself downstairs. I mean she was unstable, irratic, plagued with demons. I..I felt sorry for her. The truth is I felt sorry for Fiona,"

"Sorry Why?"

"Because she's so messed up. I mean I never hit her. Not once."

"And why would she lie Bobby?"

"To punish me for dumping her. I mean I am the victim of all of this. I just hope she doesn't do to other guys what she's trying to do to me."

The conversation floated through the air and Bobby's voice made my blood run cold. I ran into the living room to see a completely shocked Adam on the couch.

"Fi, what was that?" he asked still in shock. I decided just to tell him the truth.

"That was my ex boyfriends deposition," I said.

"And what was he talking about him hitting you?" he questioned.

"Let's just say he was abusive and a very angry person," I said as calm as I could muster.

"Um I don't know what to say," he admitted.

"It's okay if you think I'm crazy like everyone else. So it's probably best for you to go since you probably don't even want to look at me now," I said while trying to hold back sobs. Bobby had ruined me and now he was ruining my relationships.

"Fi, I don't think your crazy and I never will," he told me getting off the couch and walking towards me to give me a hug.

"Yes you do I know you do," I sobbed.

"No Fi I really don't. Just because you had an abusive ex boyfriend does not mean your crazy," he told me.

"Yeah but getting drunk over it is," I replied.

"That's a little stupid but not crazy. And everyone does stupid things. Look I'm going to tell you my secret and you'll probably never talk to me again, but since I know your secrets I guess it's only fair you know my biggest one," he said almost reluctanly.

"Adam you don't have to tell me if you don't want to. Believe me I sure wasn't going to tell you that the first time we actually hung out. I mean I don't want this to be awkward, but I'm sure whatever it is that it can't be as bad as you make it sound," I replied.

"Oh it's worse than what it sounds. I have to tell you no matter how much it might make you hate me, but I would just feel too guilty for not telling you," he stuttered.

"Okay but I don't think I'm gonna hate you for some secret unless you like murdered someone or something horribly awful like that," I joked.

"No I guess it's not that horrible, but it's still pretty bad," he sighed.

"Just tell me if you want to Adam. I'm gonna be okay with it," I encouraged him.

"Okay so... I'm...I'm an FTM female to male transgender. I was born in the body of a girl, but ever since I was little I knew I was supposed to be a boy. So now I have become Adam and now I'm going to leave before you yell at me for being such a freak," he said as he stood up. I grabbed him by the arm and pulled him back down on the couch.

"Don't leave Adam," I said.

"Why so you can make fun of me and call me a freak and a tranny like just about everyone else does?" he asked with acid leaking into his voice.

"I would never do that to you Adam," I said obviously hurt. I couldn't believe he thought I could sink as low as to call him those names.

"I'm sorry," he apologized after seeing I was being sincere.

"It's just a lot to sink in, but it doesn't change how I feel about you," I smiled.

"How exactly do you feel about me?" he asked. I hadn't thoroughly thought about this and I wasn't exactly sure how I felt about him. I just knew he was someone I trusted and could probably learn to love over time.

"I'm not quite sure yet, but I know I could never dislike you for any reason," I told him honestly, "I mean there's just something about you that I trust deeply."

"That's exactly how I feel about you Fiona," he said. For some reason this made me blush and I had to look away.