Non-Binary Cazzie One Shots [From Boys Have All The Fun, A Cazzie Love Story]

Neither Boy

*Cal*

My name is Cal Gardner. Well, the name I've taken for myself is Cal. I used to be Casey Gardner. But that was before my transition.

I'm a student at Clayton Prep. I'm not your ordinary boy. Heck I'm not even a boy...or a girl. Let's just say I'm what you call a neither boy. I keep the word boy because I like to dress and present as masc, but all the girls I've loved know that I'm not your regular kind of boy.

Anyway, I find school painfully boring. Well, not all of the time. The truth is that I'm in love with this girl in my class, Izzie Taylor.

She's the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. I don't even know why she'd even be with me. I've dated just about every queer girl in this school. I've run through them all. But my heart just always finds it way to Izzie.

I used to think the reason she never talked to me was because I was a neither boy. But I know in my heart that's just not true. I've seen her looking at me. When I'm at my locker. When she passes me in the hall. When I'm sitting alone eating at lunch and she's laughing with her friends.

I quietly see her watching me. And I know that something is there. I just.....for some reason can't seem to find the courage to talk to her. She's so perfect and so right for me. She doesn't know it yet, but she's mine.

Shit. I gotta get to the library and finish this essay I'm working on. But just so you know, I'm gonna find my way into Izzie's heart. I don't know how. But there's gotta be a way. Because if I have to look into those deep brown eyes and beautiful lips one more time and not be able to kiss her? I might just die. 

*Izzie*

My name is Izzie Taylor. I go to this fancy school, Clayton Prep. Have you heard of it? It's kinda boring but everyone is so nice. I love my teachers, love my track team and love my friends. It feels like everyday we're laughing and having a good time.

Everyday during free period I go with my friends to hang out in the back of the school. A place we all call Junk Garden. It's pretty chill. Mostly seniors.

Anyway, every time we're walking through the hall I always see this cute boy Cal standing at their locker, always watching me. Cal isn't a regular boy. They're trans....non-binary. They think somehow I don't know this even though everyone knows and it's not a secret. It doesn't matter to me though.

There's something about them. The way they're always looking at me. I can't help but smile and keep walking but....they're lips make me weak.

I've seen them around school a few times. And every time I see them, I feel weak inside. I admit sometimes I get embarrassed and never talk to them. Not because Cal is trans. But because I just feel like a total idiot and wouldn't know what to say.

I definitely don't mind their identity.  I love secretly watching them sit like a boy and read. God their lips are fire. I wonder what they taste like.

I remember this one time while they were sitting and eating lunch they pulled their shirt up a bit to put their arm across their stomach. It was.....really...really..hot.

I must sound so silly. Secretly wanting this person I've never even talked to.

I wonder if they think about me as much as I think about them. I wonder if I'd ever get the courage to talk to them. God I hate how ridiculous I sound!

Anyway, I gotta get back to class. Maybe I'll see Cal on my way.

I hope so.

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