Chapter 1

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My name is Leopold Stotch. Most people call me Butters, I don't really know when or where that started but it's just a normal thing for me. A lot of kids at school think I'm a dork and I get bullied for it. I have been bullied my whole life so I'm kinda used to it. I don't have many friends, in fact, the closest things to friends that I do have are my bullies. I hate that they make fun of me all the time but we aren't ALWAYS fighting...

The main person who picks on me is an overweight kid named Eric Cartman. He really has it out for me. A couple of his friends join in occasionally, like his friend Kenny or a boy named Craig.

Kenny and Craig aren't as bad but they do team up with Cartman a lot. Craig doesn't talk to me much and Kenny makes fun of me in a more lighthearted way. I don't think any of them are particularly bad people... We all have our own problems, and maybe this is the best way for them to vent. 

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There's a secret I've been holding onto for years and years. Sometimes when I look in the mirror before a shower or when I'm getting dressed I get really sad. I don't like my body. Not because it looks bad but because it just feels... Wrong... Like it's missing something. I've done research on it and a lot of people say this could be because I'm actually a girl. I've been a boy my whole life so it's a bit hard to comprehend that I might actually be a girl. 

Over the past few years, I've been trying new things like dressing more feminine when I'm alone and talking in a higher voice if I'm by myself in a car or something. It really is comforting. 

It took me a while to accept that I might be transgender. I don't want to be transgender... But one question kept coming back to my mind... Do I want to be a boy or do I just want to be cis? Turns out the sense of being normal was what I was chasing after, it's what kept me locked up for so long. 

I haven't told anyone this. I already get enough slack at school, I don't need them to make fun of me for this, it's a really sensitive topic... I think I'll come out someday and try to be myself... But as things are right now, I'm stuck.

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"Butters!" Eric Cartman calls to me from down the hall. He always greets me like we are friends but I know he doesn't feel that way.

"Hey, Eric." I politely smile at him.

"Butters, I have a proposition for you."

"Okay... What is it?"

"You remember Kenny? Well, he is trying to get with Nicole. I can't let this happen. I vowed to make sure Nicole and Tolkien stayed together forever. He can't get in my way. I need a girl to distract him."

He always tries to put people together based on racial or spiritual aspects. It makes me uncomfortable how much he pushes for that stuff. I wish he would let people live how they want.

"So, Butters. I need you to dress up like a chick and keep Kenny away from Nicole."

"What?!"


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