I wake up to my alarm going off at 7:30 in the morning. Great. I've got an hour to get ready. I slouch around in bed for a while until I fall back asleep and my parents come upstairs and yell at me for still being asleep. Once they leave I look at the clock
"Shit..." I think. It's already 8:11. I only have 15 minutes to get ready. I tiredly get up and walk into the bathroom in just my boxers and a sports bra. Ugh I hate wearing bras. It makes me feel like a girl. I strip off my bra and look in the mirror in attempts to flatten my boobs with mind control. Seeing as this fails I proceed to brush my teeth and gel up my hair so it looks spiky as usual. I walk back into my room and layer two sports bras on top of each other to flatten my boobs. I look in my mirror and turn to the side sighing because I still have a dumb lump from where my boobs are. My binder doesn't come in for another week so this will have to do. Dammit I fucking hate boobs. I put on my usual under shirt on then put on a Pokemon shirt. My boobs weren't as obvious but still visible so I put on baggy hoodie to be safe.
I walk downstairs with my phone and earbuds in hand making my playlist for the day... I decide on the following songs.
Pain - Three Days Grace
One in the Chamber - Famous Last Words
Fading Memories - Famous Last Words
Nightmare - Avenged Sevenfold
Black Me Out - Against Me
Pen and Paper - The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
To Play Hide and Seek with Jealousy - Famous Last Words
This is Gonna Hurt - Sixx AM
Don't You Dare Forget The Sun - Get Scared
Whore - Get Scared
Sarcasm - Get Scared
Badly Broken - Get Scared
Face Down - The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
After naming the playlist I realize that it's 8:25 and I have to go catch the bus. I get my binder and plug in one of my earbuds putting the playlist on shuffle.Here we go....
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Transgender (FTM)
Non-FictionThis is a short story about the average day as FTM transgender.