Today was my first day at this new school i wanted to look good and make a good impression on my first day so I had got my hair done yesterday I dyed it green cause it was my favorite color. This school wasn't anything special but I heard that that its a safe school for lgbtq community so i'm excited. I'm a femboy a black one to be exact my dad supports me but I don't know about my mom. For some reason I like my mom more even though she might be a homophobic person.
I struggle to get up and early I get ready taking a shower and putting on some black shorts and a red and black cropped sweater I add my thigh high red and black socks.
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I grab my backpack and hurry to put on my shoes sprinting out to my car. I live 20 minutes away from my new school and I might be late if I don't hurry even though I woke up early for me not to be late I hate being late. I arrive just in time they give me my schedule and I try to figure out where my connections is aka my homeroom they call it connections in this school.
As soon as I step into the classroom everyone is looking at me I look down feeling uncomfortable with all those eyes looking at me the teacher comes up to me with a huge grin on his face I smile back "welcome to my connections aka the best connections" he looks up at everyone else "everyone this is lucy it's his first year in this school" after he says he tells me to sit anywhere so I sit in the front row with no one there. I've always been the outcasted kid I like being by myself but I always wanted best friends. I was that one kid that was friends with the teachers the teachers have always been my 'friend' but I know they are just trying to be nice and aren't my actual friends.
For the next 10 minutes I sit there in my own thoughts I look around seeing this familiar guy but I don't know where i've seen him before. The bell rings and it's time for first period which is choice block I look at my schedule and see that i have dance class I was nervous and excited i've never had dance class before. I arrive to class with everyone else seeing some people from my connections and some from other connections.
"Hey guys how was your summer" the teacher walks in very enthusiastic big smile like she's excited to be here every one responds with 'good' and 'alright' "oh I see a new face" she beams happily everyone turns to look at my like they sense my awkwardness "what's your name sweetheart" she says to me "my name is lucy" I say to her she nods her head "ok well welcome to my class I am the dance teacher my name is Ms.Frett" she looks at the class "stand up everyone it's time to do out stretches and warm ups" she goes over to her phones and connects it to her speaker soon there is a song blasting through the speakers she stands in the front and instructs us on what stretches to do. The whole entire class we did warm up cause it was a short class cause its the first day off school. The guy that was familiar to was sitting standing beside me i tried hard to remember him and just when I had it on the tip of my brain the bell rang.
After school ended I went for a drive because I didn't want to head straight home I went to McDonald and got myself a sprite cause I was thirsty and forgot my water bottle. The weather was still warm so that was a good thing because I hated the cold I'd rather die of heat stroke then freezing to death. When I got home I called my mom and talked to her about life she lived in Haiti and didn't have any papers which I why she's there I was also born in Haiti but when I turned six my dad brought me to America.
The reason why I think my mom might be a homophobe is because Haitians aren't really nice to lgbtq people even though my dad is also haitian he accepts me because he's more educated I love my mom though she doesn't know about me though. I want to tell her but i'm scared of what she will say. I talk to all my siblings that also in Haiti my mom and dad dated but didn't marry they are still friends though But my siblings are only my half siblings because my mom has a boyfriend.
After I'm done talking to my mom I hang and go take a shower after my shower I put on some lotion and my silk pj's. I go downstairs and make myself some food. After I eat I lay on my bed scrolling on tiktok till I fall asleep.
(Some parts of this story is true in my life some aren't also if some parts don't make sense just ignore it ill try to fix it another time)
