Flower swore she would change her name to something normal, like Mary, as soon as she turned eighteen, but on her sixteenth birthday, Millie took her to get contacts. That same day she met Chad.
At seventeen, Chad Williams was already six foot four. His sweeping, dark hair and laughing blue eyes stole her young heart away. He told her that her name was beautiful just like her. Of course, he also told her she was the only girl for him, divested her of her virginity, and then left her stranded at prom, but the new love of her name stuck, even if he did not.
Her heart was crushed at the loss of Chad, and she was sure she would never recover.
She momentarily considered marrying Bradley just so she wouldn’t have to spend the rest of her life alone, since, as a teenager, she truly believed that without Chad, the world would come to an end. Luckily, she didn’t go through with it, especially since Bradley now lived as Brandy. He danced four nights a week down at the Queen of Diamonds in Abernathy, and he was everyone’s favorite gal. The Barbie should have been a tip off.
Flower flipped her long, jet-black hair over one shoulder, brushing her bangs out of her eyes. She readjusted the pins sticking out of her mouth pulling out just one. With the hem of the shimmering gold dress pinned to her liking, she stood, trying to work some of the kinks out of her back.
“How does it look from the back?” Bradley asked twisting at the waist in attempt to see behind him.
“Quit twisting it or I’ll never get it right,” Flower chastised.
Bradley dropped the material as if his fingers were burned. “Sorry, sugar, I’m so excited about this new creation of yours that I’m getting impatient for it to be finished.”
The Queen of Diamonds held an annual charity event called, of all things, The Queen of Diamonds annual charity event. It was a huge gala, but the biggest draw of the evening was the fashion show at the end of the night. As strange as it may seem, designers fought tooth and nail to have their creations displayed across the stage. Apparently drag queens dropped some serious cash on their costumes, and this year the leading designer was none other than her; Flower Luntz Calloway.
She loved to make a person beautiful, which was her dream. It may not seem like much to some people, but when people felt beautiful, it showed in everything they did. It made things better, even when you were at your worst.