The Grey in Between

Allie

I look in my closet for something to wear. An alarming amount of pinks, lace and skirts stares back at me. My stupid brother, Braden, gets to ditch the stupid dinner with Dads business partner so he can go see his girlfriend, Julie.

After sitting for a few moments I pick out a coral dress with white paisley on it. Girly. God I fucking hate this dress. I walk over to my vanity so I can put on my makeup. I hate how I have to do this.

Things would be easier if I was a boy.

I would be happy.

I shake my head. There's no way. I am Allie. And Allie is a girl. But I can't help wonder, what if I could be a boy. I hate being a girl. The body doesn't fit me. But, unfortunately, you can't change a body like I can change clothes.

At least in my world.

My dad runs this huge company that makes money off of other companies, which basically means, we are the family that lives in the mansion on the hill. My mom has never worked a day in my life, and payed a nanny to raise us unless she wanted to show off her perfect Angels. Alex, the oldest, left for Harvard last year and is happy up there with his fiancé, Madeline. Then Braden, who is the all star jock of my high school and who has already been given a full ride to Berkley. Then there's me, and lastly, Collin. He's nine. And he is the center of everything. He's just lucky he wasn't a girl, because then he'd be named Bernadette.

If I had been a boy, my name would have been Collin, since my parents are complete head jobs, they chose our names alphabetically, and when I came around, they thought it'd be cool to have a different alphabetical order for their daughters. Three miscarriages and a baby boy later, they stopped at A is for Allie.