Different From The Rest

Chapter 1

I rushed into my room and closed the door. I slid down the back of the door and my sobs started to become louder. I put my head in my hands, the mirror right across from my door peered upon me and my shame mocked me as my tears streamed down my face. I couldn't take it sometimes. This was one of those times.

I quickly got up, locked my door, and walked into the bathroom connected to my bedroom. I looked in the mirror and hated everything I saw. I was ugly, fat, stupid, and stuck in the wrong body. I wiped my tears, faced the shower, and turned it on. I quickly stripped my cloths and stepped under the warm steady stream of water.

I took the time to wash my body and my hair. The water calmed me down and made me forget all my problems in only 30 minutes. I got out and grabbed my towel off the back of the door. I walked into my bedroom with only a towel covering my body. As I was grabbing grey sweatpants and a plain white t-shirt I heard my mom come into the house.

My other hell had begun. I think back to the time were she first saw that I cut my hair. She had been so mad she started cursing me out. Asking me was I stupid and why I would cut my hair without her permission. I didn't care. It was the first step to becoming the person I was meant to be. If she couldn't except that well that's her fault. I finished getting dressed and walked downstairs.

I entered the kitchen to grab a water bottle. I heard my mother say "I don't understand you April. You are such a beautiful young lady yet you dress like a boy and cut your hair short. I don't know where I went wrong in raising you." I roll my eyes at her comment. Like I said before, she will never understand me for who I'm supposed to be. She thinks she raised me wrong but really the only mistake she made was giving birth to a baby girl instead of a handsome healthy boy. "And you need to change. Merissa and her daughter are coming over remember," She stated looking at my outfit, "I put your dress in your closet."

I walk upstairs and went to my room, in my closet I find the pastel pink dress she talked about I chuckled at the thought of me wearing the dress. Boy was my mom in for a surprise.

I heard the doorbell ring and the door opening shortly after. I could hear the light conversation my mom and her friend were making. She called me down just as I buttoned the last hole on my shirt. I walked down the stairs and into the dining room where everyone was sitting. I heard gasps come from my mom and Merissa and also her daughter and I turn towards my brother and saw he had a smirk on his face. My mom slowly got up and walked into the kitchen and motioned for me to follow her. As soon as we were out of ear shot, she turned around and she was fuming. "What is all this, what are you wearing, where is your dress."

The words rushed out of her mouth while anger coated them. You could cut the tension in the air with a knife. "Calm down mom," I said, "all I did was get ready like you told me." If she wasn't mad already you could tell now because her face twisted with rage. Suddenly my cheek was stinging and I yelled out in pain. My brother rushed in and lightly pushed me behind him. I was holding my face and the tears burned my cheek even more. As soon as all the yelling began I bolted out the door. I could barely breathe as I took off down the road. I heard my name being yelled but the voice soon faded as I sharply at the end of the street.

I don't know why but I stopped running as soon as I reached the park. I sat under a huge willow tree next to a river. My tears were still running down my face but I didn't care enough to wipe them away. As I sat there I heard footsteps come from behind me. I look up to see my brother and quickly turn away to wipe my tears. He sat down next to me and pulled me over to him. I put my head on his shoulder and started to cry even more. He wrapped his arms around me and rubbed my back in a soothing motion. "Shh, it's okay. Everything is going to be okay," he assured me.

I shook my head and lifted it off his shoulder. "It's not going to be okay, I have to go back there and deal with her. I can't do that anymore. I can't put up with her or the people at my school either," I told him.

"You're going to live with me for a while so you don't have to be around mom but you still have to go to school," he smiled weakly. I knew he was trying the best he could. I nodded, at least I don't have to sneak around just to be the person I am. "I don't want to upset you by calling you April so what do you want to be called?" he questioned.

"A.J." I simply stated. It was just the first letters of my first and middle name and is way better than April Jasmine Clark. I always hated my name but since I started feeling like I was trapped in the wrong body I hated it with a burning passion.

"I already packed your stuff and it's in the car. Tomorrow by the time you get out of school I'll have your car here waiting for you," he says as he helps me up, "Come on lets go its getting late."

I woke up to the smell of bacon and eggs. I could hear small sounds of popping grease. I walked downstairs after getting dressed in a simple blue button up, my black jeans and converse. As I sit down at the dining room table I was greeted with a large plate of food. My mouth started to water at the sight, I haven't had a proper breakfast in 2 months. "Eat up and are you're done I'll take you to school," Kyle my brother said sitting across from me. I instantly start to dig in the food was just as good as it smelled. "Slow down, no one's going to take your food and you might choke," he chuckled.

As soon as I was finished I put my plate in the sink and my brother tossed me my jacket. I grabbed my backpack off the couch, were I put it yesterday, and ran out the door. I get into the car and Kyle drives off.

I get to school and head to my first class. I continue to catch stares and laughs coming my way. I sink into my chair and put my hood up. I wish I could disappear into thin air. I don't want to be here, and no one would care. I stare at the clock. Just 12 more minutes. God just kill me now.

I walk out of the gym and into the lunch room. I grab a turkey sandwich, a coke, and a bag of salt and vinegar lays. I sit at an empty lunch table and start to eat. Suddenly a group of girls walk up to the table. "Umm... who are you and who said you can sit at our table?" she said in a snooty tone. I took one glance at her and continued to eat. "Hello? Can you even hear?" she said to me. "Retard" she stated towards her friends.

I start to chuckle, she thinks that will hurt my feeling. I've heard worse. "I can hear and I'm not retarder unlike you. I bet you don't even know what 2 times 2 is."

"Yes I do it's..." she said thinking of the answer until finally her friend whispered into her ear the answer, "4." I just laugh in her face. "At least I'm pretty and not ugly like you." She turns to her friends and they all laugh.

"Honey looking faker than a Barbie doll and like a Crayola paint set threw up on you isn't pretty, hell it isn't even cute. So if you and your skinny twig ass friends will kindly leave I can continue to eat my lunch in peace. Bye" I said waving as they stomped away.

The confidence that I felt the rest of the day soon vanished at the end of the day while waiting for my brother. A boy who I thinks name was Nick walked up to me and punched me. "So you're the freak that thinks you can insult my girlfriend without having to deal with me?" he yelled while continued to kick and punch me. He kicked me in the ribs and I heard a crack and a pain in my lung. I hear my brother's voice and the beating stopped. My vision slowly started slipping away. There was an intense pain in my side and my eyes drooped. "A.J.!" I all I hear before everything went black.

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The first chapter is finally complete. Hope you enjoy and i will try to post the next chapter before the end of this month. like, rate, and tell your friends. Sorry for wait.

Love,

Kiya ;)