You decide not to pursue with any further changes on him. You wait gracefully for his return as he has a small bathroom break. You then continue the small talk with him.
"I forgot to ask but since you dress so feminine and have the... you-know-what in downstairs. Should I refer you as a 'he' or 'she'?" You ask from Mike.
There's a long awkward silence as you let him take his time to respond. So he begins, "Well you see, it's complicated. As you know. I use the name Mike because I feel more normal that way. Dressing like a girl is somehing that I've always done my whole life. I've wondered if I should change my name to Mary or something similar. Anyway it doesn't matter to me what you refer me as. It's how you say it."
"I mean. You wouldn't mind if I kept calling you with masculine pronoun even if you acted like a girl?" You ask him.
"Again. It's complicated, but I'm glad we can had this talk this early. To some this is a more cut-and-dry conversation where the boundaries have to been set and some might even demand that they should be labeled correctly but for me. I don't care at all. Even if I dress like a girl and have the boy's body. I don't give a damn what others think. As such I don't care what they want to call me as unless it's someone special or close to me." Mike explained. "My parents weren't as happy when they found out that I like more girly things than boyish things. They didn't shun me or anything but I could feel the disappointment on their faces. Maybe I'm lucky that over the time they just went along with this as I decided to keep as my own thing even if I do it publicly."
"Yeah. I mean that it's my first time dating a guy like you so you could say it was love at first sight. You could call me shallow but I really find it kinky when boy has cute long thigh highs and acts more feminine." You reply.
Mike rolls his eyes and decides to change the conversation topic. The evening goes smoothly but you feel like that you messed up a little. Maybe it was the whole conversation about the sexual stuff or something else. You had no clue what it was but something soured the mood a little bit.
The next day you decide to hangout with Mike the whole day and talk with him about more things you both like. He smiles and tries to be more closer to you as you both share the same table together. After the school you two decide to hit the local mall to go window shopping. It's weird for you to walk in women's clothing section with another guy dressed in skirt and feminine croptop. You decide to keep your opinions to yourself. You hear the middle aged women whispering and talking about you two as Mike wants to try a cute dress on himself. You ignore the whispers and encourage Mike to try it out. He puts it on inside a stall and asks you to come behind the curtain to see how he looks. You slide inside and see how stunning he looks. He forces a small loving kiss on your lips and thanks you for not making a scene just now. Whispering to you that he's offering you a treat once you get to the food court. Then you feel him pushing you out of the stall playfully as he switches his skirt and croptop on back on himself.
Somehow you haven't used the notebook in long time. It has been over a week and you find your life happier than it ever has been. Even if the change was small it made a big difference in your life. You think about if you should just throw the damn thing away and just live your life like this. Then again just throwing a powerful book like that would cause more harm than good. Maybe it's safer to keep it inside the backpack just in case something bad happens.
When you two arrive at the food court. Mike treats you a banana split. A thing that no-one orders but this seems to be a perfect day for it as Mike is feeding you some of it's ice cream with a long twirly spoon. You return the favor by doing the same with the second spoon. The staff gives you two the side-eyes as they've seen this thing too many times. To you this is a memory you want to cherish as you eat the bowl together and gazing at each others eyes like a loving couple.