𝓘𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓽𝔀𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓭 𝓕𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓼

𝓐𝓷 𝓔𝓪𝓻𝓵𝔂 𝓜𝓸𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰

                  6:53 am, September 26.

          I awaken to the annoying beeping of my alarm clock "Another morning" I groan, rolling out of bed and throwing on my uniform I had set out the night before. "Ezra, are you up yet?" Yelled the man I despised, my own father.
 I rolled my eyes and responded with, "Yeah I'm up. " He knew Ezra wasn't my name. I don't know why he insists on calling me Ezra. My name is Ivy. It's been that for years. Its been that since I was 14. (I'm 17 now.) He likes to think that me being trans is just a "phase", which its not. Nothing I say will convince him that I am his daughter  and not his son.
"Well hurry your ass up or you'll be late. " he shouts up the stairs, seeming angry. I quickly brush out my messy hair, hurriedly applying my makeup. I run to the bathroom and brush my teeth. I've learned not to make him wait too long, especially when he was in a mood like he is now, unless I'd like to get a beating.

          I run down the stairs to see my father sitting at the kitchen table, coffee mug in hand. He glanced at me, looked me up and down and sighed. "Are you ready to go? " he questioned.
"Yes. " I replied softly. He has always scared me, between him yelling at me and constantly reminding me how much of a disappointment I am for being trans. I wish he would just accept who I really am.
"Good. Get in the car, I'll be out in a minute." my father said in his usual disappointed tone. I walk outside, breathing in the crisp autumn air. I walk to the red Camaro and hop into the passenger seat, waiting for my father to step outside. I watch the door, straightening my posture. If I had it my way, I would drive myself to school. I mean I have my license and all, but my mom doesn't want me driving myself. She's always been overly cautious, thinking I might crash on the way to or from school, or that I might skip class and drive around somewhere. I snap out of my thoughts as my father gets into the drivers seat. He's wearing his clothes for work, since after he drops me off he goes straight to his job in the neighboring town. I put my seat belt on and mentally prepare for another awkward car ride.