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“Hey, I heard you were having a party this weekend.”

“Oh, it’s just a sleepover with the girls. Why? You want to go, too?”

Tim deflated. He had been crushing on Carla for months, and now when he finally thought he had found a way to get closer to her, it was just some girl’s night.

Wait…

“Are you serious? You’d let some random guy crash your girl time?”

Carla smirked.

“You’re not random—you’re in half my classes. And it’s not crashing if I invite you.”

His heart was hammering in his chest as he accepted. The rest of the week flew by, and he found himself ringing Carla’s doorbell that Friday afternoon.

He felt like a fish out of water as the girls chatted about boys, and when Carla asked him if he had a crush, he nodded with a beet-red face. They all laughed and moved on before he could work up the courage to say who that crush was, and he quietly told himself it would just had to wait until they were alone.

Before that could happen, however, Carla’s mother told them all to get ready for bed. The girls pushed him out of the room so they could all change, and he dug through his bag to find that something important was missing.

When the girls were done, one of them asked why he hadn’t changed as well, and he gave a weak smile.

“I, uh…forgot to pack any clothes.”

He braced himself for a barrage of teasing comments about being dumb or forgetful or a perv, but nothing like that came. Instead, Carla chirped out a quick “waitaminute,” and ran over to her dresser. She came back a moment later with a pair of white cotton pajamas.

“This is perfect! Now you can get the real sleepover experience.”

Dumbfounded, he took the pajamas and went into the bathroom to change, trying not to think about the fact that Carla must have been the last person to wear them. In spite of his efforts, he could tell that his face was flushed when he came back in his borrowed outfit.

“Aw, it’s adorable! With your hair so long, you almost look like a girl!”

Tim fidgeted beneath the girls’ compliments, feeling the soft cotton caress his skin. Carla grabbed her phone and handed it to him.

“Quick! Take a selfie!”

Feeling a little overwhelmed, he let the girls set him up in a pose on the bed and ruffle up his top to make it look like he had just gotten up. Trying his best to look natural, he snapped a picture. The girls tore the phone from his hands and immediately started to mess with the filters. When they were done, he managed to peek over one of their shoulders to get a look.

His face looked smooth and round, and there was a shimmer in his eyes that he knew hadn’t been there before. The most obvious change, however, was that his hair had been muted from red to pink. Carla snatched her phone back from the others and lit up when she saw the result.

“I love it!”

Maybe Tim would ask to come to the next sleepover, too.

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“Hey, I heard you were having a party this weekend.”

“Oh, it’s just a sleepover with the girls. Why? You want to go, too?”

Tim deflated. He had been crushing on Carla for months, and now when he finally thought he had found a way to get closer to her, it was just some girl’s night.

Wait…

“Are you serious? You’d let some random guy crash your girl time?”

Carla smirked.

“You’re not random—you’re in half my classes. And it’s not crashing if I invite you.”

His heart was hammering in his chest as he accepted. The rest of the week flew by, and he found himself ringing Carla’s doorbell that Friday afternoon.

He felt like a fish out of water as the girls chatted about boys, and when Carla asked him if he had a crush, he nodded with a beet-red face. They all laughed and moved on before he could work up the courage to say who that crush was, and he quietly told himself it would just had to wait until they were alone.

Before that could happen, however, Carla’s mother told them all to get ready for bed. The girls pushed him out of the room so they could all change, and he dug through his bag to find that something important was missing.

When the girls were done, one of them asked why he hadn’t changed as well, and he gave a weak smile.

“I, uh…forgot to pack any clothes.”

He braced himself for a barrage of teasing comments about being dumb or forgetful or a perv, but nothing like that came. Instead, Carla chirped out a quick “waitaminute,” and ran over to her dresser. She came back a moment later with a pair of white cotton pajamas.

“This is perfect! Now you can get the real sleepover experience.”

Dumbfounded, he took the pajamas and went into the bathroom to change, trying not to think about the fact that Carla must have been the last person to wear them. In spite of his efforts, he could tell that his face was flushed when he came back in his borrowed outfit.

“Aw, it’s adorable! With your hair so long, you almost look like a girl!”

Tim fidgeted beneath the girls’ compliments, feeling the soft cotton caress his skin. Carla grabbed her phone and handed it to him.

“Quick! Take a selfie!”

Feeling a little overwhelmed, he let the girls set him up in a pose on the bed and ruffle up his top to make it look like he had just gotten up. Trying his best to look natural, he snapped a picture. The girls tore the phone from his hands and immediately started to mess with the filters. When they were done, he managed to peek over one of their shoulders to get a look.

His face looked smooth and round, and there was a shimmer in his eyes that he knew hadn’t been there before. The most obvious change, however, was that his hair had been muted from red to pink. Carla snatched her phone back from the others and lit up when she saw the result.

“I love it!”

Maybe Tim would ask to come to the next sleepover, too.