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Tyler's P.O.V
I wake up to a bunch of pressure landing on top of me. My eyes snap open, I see Brooklyn and Vivian laying on top of me laughing.
"IT'S DATE DAAAAY" they both scream at the same time. "Loud, too loud" I say and put my hands over my ears.
"Guys get off her" Addison says dragging them off. "So what are you gonna wear? How are you doing your hair? Do you want me to do your makeup?" Brooklyn asks.
It's too early for me to start processing what they're saying, I just shake my head. "Okay yall, leave her alone for a bit" Addison pushes them out of the room.
"You don't need to wear makeup or do your hair all fancy if you don't want to" she says turning to me.
"James already likes you, you don't have to try and impress him or anything" "Addison?" I don't know what to wear, maybe she will.
"Addy, call me Addy everyone does" she doesn't even acknowledge that I had wanted to ask a question, "I don't do nicknames" that's all I say, I just can't I don't understand them.
"Okay, but what'd you need?" She sighs, "I don't know what to wear" like obviously something to keep me warm but, do I dress cute? I've never been on a date I'm confused.
"Well what are yall doing" she goes over to my dresser, "We're gonna go ice skating" I smile, I love ice skating it's so fun and freeing.
"Okay well do you want jeans or sweats?" She asks "Um, jeans I think" I feel like you could style that better or whatever.
"Okay, now a shirt" she says after she grabs a pair of black skinny jeans out of my dresser.
She goes to the closest and looks in my section. "Tyler, you need more variation in your clothes they're all the same, solid colored turtle necks" she says coming out of the closet and goes back to the dresser and looks in the drawers I keep shirts in.
"I like turtle necks, they keep me covered" I shrug even though she doesn't see me. She laughs "What are you a Saint or something, gotta stay modest, only your husband will see your skin."
"I wear shorts" I say defending myself not liking what she was saying about me. "So why do you wear only long sleeves if you'll show your legs?" she turns to me.
"So people won't touch my arms" it was as simple as that, when I'm touched it's like a burning feeling like I'm being set on fire. Man Greysons worried about me having sex but it kills me if someone touches me.
"Okay well, what color do you want?" she digs through looking at the options, "I think this light blue will go good with your hair" she holds up a light blue mock turtleneck.
I nod and she throws ot on the bed with the jeans. "You only wear fuzzy socks, why?" "With my diabetes I'm usually always cold, and my toes tend to loose feeling so the fuzzy socks keep them warm" I shrug and she nods.
I pick up my phone and see it's a little after nine. I should go shower, I get up and grab the clothes off my bed and undergarments from my dresser.
I shower quickly and get dressed, I brush my teeth and now it's time for my hair. I decided on just doing the same style I did yesterday, looking in the mirror I feel like I look Okay.
I leave the bathroom and notice Addison's gone, I grab some Christmas themed fuzzy socks and sit on my bed to put them and my shoes on.
I hear Chewy scuttling around in his cage, I go over and see that he has food and water so its not that. I open the cage and go to grab him but he jumps out and lands on the floor.

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RomanceTyler a girl who has high functioning autism and is also diabetic has spent almost her entire life in foster care. Out of no where her and her twin brother Greyson are adopted at the age of 17 by a gay couple who happen to have eight other kids. S...