Why can't I just be a boy..

Start of transitioning

I was once just an ordinary young girl, a long red platted dress, with pigtails, holding a stuffed animal, now look at me a teen, dysphoric, mentally ill, trans teenager.

I walked into class looking tired and unhappy while the teacher spoke.
'Amity, your late' she said
'It's Aaron bitch..' I said under my breath
'Pardon?'
'Yes miss' I said with a sarcastic tone
In my 4 years of highschool I've struggled with being dead named and-
I was slammed to the wall by my bully
'What do you want now..' I said looking away
He kept me pinned to the wall
'Give me all your lunch money Amity'
I got sick of it
I pushed him away and threw him to the ground
'Y'know what, get your own fucking money and maybe use the correct name on me bitch'
He looked up at my stunned and that's when I realised the small tint of redness on his face
I couldn't tell if it was embarrassment or blush
'I..I...' he stuttered 'whatever..-!' He said running away as the bell rang
I left school ground and instantly fell to the floor crying.
Why..
Why does it have to be me.. why can't people just say I'm a boy..
I was debating staying out there all night so I didn't have to return home, until I felt a hand on my shoulder