Mischa wasn't here at choir practice today. Mischa is the only one in the choir I like enough to go. It is so stupid that me, the most romantic boy in town, fell for the only boy who is unavailable, who has a fiance. It's not entirely my fault, he was my first kiss, even though it was in the afterlife it still counts. I might as well skip the rest of practice today. "I left something in my locker, can I go get it real quick?"
"Sure, just make it fast." I grabbed my bag and walked to the bathroom, it was the perfect hiding spot. No one can make me go back to choir. Ocean, Constance, and Jane aren't male and Ricky brought his wheelchair to school today so he needs help.
"Darn it!" Someone was already in the bigger stall. To his surprise, he heard weeping coming from the stall.
"Misch is that you?"
"Поет" Mischa replied.
"Are you good? Do you want to talk it out?" I asked, "Or do you want me to leave you alone?"
"May I talk to you?" Mischa replied, opening the stall door and revealing him on the floor clutching his phone to his chest. On the floor next to him was a binder and a needle.
"Jesus christ Misch, what is all of this? What is going on here? Are you okay?"
"I tell you later, may I vent to you?" I nodded, "Okay, so basically im trans, I was born female. I got binder and some testosterone from friend, and it my first time trying so I text Talia. She called it off, our engagement."
"Sweet Jesus christ on a bike," I said shocked, "Misch, I never knew you were trans. That was a jerk move on Talia's part. Do you need any help taking your testosterone?"
"Can you?" Mischa said letting a tear drop onto his cheek. I wiped it off his cheek blushing slightly.
"Stay here for one sec, imma grab something real quick," I ran out of the bathroom to my locker, grabbing a pair of socks and a large bandaid. Then I ran back to the bathroom and grabbed a paper towel, wetting it slightly. I also grabbed a few dry ones.
"What is this?" Mischa said confused, pointing at the socks I have in my hand.
"This? Its for a packer. You put it in your underwear and it makes you look like you have a dick," I answered, "I heard it helps with dysphoria. What arm do you want me to do it on?"
"Do my left arm I guess." Mischa replied, extending his arm out towards me. "You have a lot of knowledge about this. How?"
"Ocean is also trans." I said as I wiped down Mischa's arm with the wet paper towel. "She was born a male and I helped her out a lot since her parents wouldnt." When I stuck the needle in Mischa he flinched a bit. Noel put the bandaid around the spot he stuck the needle immediately.
"Now time for the packer," I said as I stuck one of the socks in the other. With one grab Mischa pulled off his pants. Revealing he was wearing girls' underwear.
"Do you have and mens underwear?"
"There is a difference?"
"You really don't know anything, do you?" Mischa shook his head, "Wait here again" I ran out of the bathroom grabbing a pair of my spare underwear. I have a couple pairs of spare clothes in case of bullies.
"Back and I-" I was cut off by a kiss from Mischa.
"Вибачтe," Mischa pulled away, "Sorry"
"Don't be sorry, Ive wanted to do that forever," I said as I kissed him again "Get this on and lets go home." I handed Mischa the underwear.
When Mischa finished changing he said, "Lets go to my house, more privacy." We ran out of the school together to Mischa's car, avoiding the choir room.
