TW: References to transphobia, and being outed
Izzy
You know, coming back to this place to find out that two people I actually already knew from my time here had taken over management seemed alright. Emily had always been strict, but she was an amazing Dance Captain of a-troupe. Then there was Noah, who I remembered for being mostly quiet, but hard-working, whenever he lead j-troupe rehearsal.
So tell me why exactly they decided to put me in the small group with Winnie of all people?! If it wasn't for Ethan And Marcus drawing most of their attention to themselves by arguing, I would've strangled her by now. Those two are weirdly quiet today though, meaning that we've "finally" gotten so far in the choreography that I have to do the partner section with Winnie.
She's smiling awkwardly at me as we turn together, while I'm glaring to the point I'm surprised the glass of my glasses hasn't cracked.
I make a point to avoid seeing her as much as possible after finishing the routine. The others give me a look as I let out a heavy breath and stomp off after Noah says we can go on break.
It's tempting just to dump all of my water-bottle over my head once I get to the cubbies. Instead, I let it pass down my throat with a deep gasp.
"Hey, Izzy! How are you?" Oh that voice. That stupid voice.
Her face is even worse when I turn and see her. That usual bright smile is spread all over it. As if nothing in wrong.
Would Noah be mad if I punched her?
"Was doing great until you tried talking to me." She laughs at this as if I'm joking. Wait...does she think I am?!
"Awe, you're so funny. I've missed talking to you. Why don't we do so over some juices?"
"Are you serious?" I scoff. She's...she's actually delusional.
"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?"
Now her expression has turned to confusion. Can't tell if it's worse or better than her blinding smile.
"Winnie you-why would you think I would want to hang-out with you?"
"Because we used to be friends?"
"Yeah, used to be. Not anymore. Do you not remember what you did?!"
My voice is rising now and she is getting backed up into a wall. It's a shock Emily or Noah haven't come out of their office to see what is going on yet.
I keep going forward, pushing her further to the bricks.
"I trusted you! Trusted that you would keep my secret while I was figuring myself out. I had only even thought of being enby for like a week before everyone knew!"
"Izzy I-"
"No! You don't get to speak. You've run your big mouth enough already!
"You ruined my fucking life! My parents...my dad, he couldn't even look at me before my mom split up with him! And now I also have to see my asshole of a brother every day again, but now knowing that the one person I thought would accept me actually doesn't! And then-"
What the fuck?!
I am not sure what to do. All my body is capable of for a few seconds is just standing their while she kisses me!
After a few seconds, I shove her off, making her groan as her back gets hit.
"Stay the fuck away from me!"
Even through the tears that have started to appear in my eyes, I can see that now I've grabbed the attention of Emily and Noah. Noah gets up, probably to follow me, but I speed up to get away.
I don't know where I'm going. Just anywhere that isn't here. Eventually I find myself just slumping in a corner of one of the halls.
What was that?! Why would she do that? Is it just another way to fuck with me?!
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