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A/n: Big scary italic section is flashback yaye.

"Angel! Wait up." Mrs. Donahue ran up to Angel, who was dressed as a boy right now, in the hall. Angel turned around slowly, looking bored.

"Yeah?" She, a 'he' again in these clothes, in this place, said monotonously.

"I called your house and nobody would pick up…I left a message. That okay?"

Angel shrugged.

"Goot luck getting them to call you back." He murmured, turning back around. The therapist grabbed him by his shoulder and turned him around.

"Angel, I'm not done talking to you."

"Heh…you're starting to sound a lot like my mom, you know that?" With that, the kid turned back away from her and started walking off to the cafeteria, leaving the woman to stand there in a half-daze, staring off at his back.

"Mimi!" Angel squealed, running up to his friend in the lunchroom and hugging her tightly.

"Ack…Angel. Angel. Hey. Choking." Mimi croaked.

"Eeep…sorry." He said with a laugh, releasing the pretty Latina girl.

"So what's up, girlfriend?" Mimi was the only person that actually referred to Angel as a girl. She was the only one who knew…or, she was before yesterday.

"Ugh…" Angel sat down at a table. "My dad kicked me out."

"Oh my god! Chica…" This time, it was her turn to give the suffocating hug. "Why'd you tell him? I mean, yeah, but…your dad is like…"

"I didn't tell him, Mimi. He just basically found out. My mom…walked in on me. She had to run and tell Papi." Angel spat out the 'names' of his parents with contempt. His friend sighed.

"Hey, Angel-" Mimi opened the door to her room and gasped. There, in front of her mirror, was her boyfriend. Angel. In one of Mimi's pleated miniskirts.

"A-Angel?" She stuttered, eyes wide. Angel whipped around.

"Mimi! I-"

"You're…you're gay?"

"No! Mimi…please, just listen to me? For a second?" Angel pulled the girl to sit next to her on the bed while she spoke. Taking a deep breath, she said,

"I'm not gay. I'm…I'm just a girl. Okay?" She gestured at the clothes she was wearing. "This…" Pause. "Is me. That," Angel pointed to her picture taped to Mimi's mirror. "Isn't."

The boy on the mirror looked lost, Sad. Bored. Overall, he just looked unhappy. This Angel was….different, obviously. The look in her eyes was pleading, but she looked so much more natural, and somehow...so much more like herself.

There was a silence for a moment. Then, nodding slowly, Mimi said she understood.

"I knew you would!" Angel grinned. "Thanks…you really don't know how much that means to me."

Mimi smiled good-naturedly at her friend.

"Hey Angel?"

"Yeah?"

"Why did you even start dating me in the first place?" She giggled at Angel's blush.

"Well, uh…pretty much so everyone would stop calling me a fag, actually." She scratched the back of her head nervously. "And I guess I liked you anyways…just…not that way." She laughed a little. Mimi smiled.

"Uh-huh, right. I get ya. And one more thig…" She poked Angel in the thigh. She blinked and looked up at Mimi with a questioning look.

"Green isn't your color." Mimi stated.

"Shut up!"

"So where'd you sleep last night?" Mimi asked, hoping her friend hadn't slept in an alley or something.

"Huh? Oh, I stayed with, uh, Donahue."

"Donahue?" Mimi cracked up.

"Shut up, she has a really sweet little kid." Angel smiled. "Her husband's an ass, though." Mimi rolled her eyes.

"They're all assholes, chica. Get used to it." Angel laughed. "But seriously…if you need somewhere to stay, my brother's been sleeping overnight with his girlfriend for the past few weeks. We'll be alone."

Angel knew exactly what she meant. When nobody was around, he was free to fress how he wanted and act how he wanted and be how he wanted without worrying about the taunts and threats of being around people he didn't know well. He smiled.

"Sounds good…I'm gonna have to go by my place to pick up some stuff, though." Angel cringed slightly, and Mimi looked sympathetic.

"You want me to come with you?"

"No…I'd probably be better off if I went alone."

"Yeah, you're probably right." Mimi sighed again.

"See you later?" Angel said with a small smile.

"Yeah, see ya." They got up. "Bye."