Transgender (FTM)

School

The bus ride is uneventful as usual since all I can hear is my music. I walk in the school doors and go straight to class since I don't use my locker. As usual I am the first one there. Not even the teacher. I go in and turn on the lights not bothering to wait for the teacher since she knows I always get here before her. As I sit down in my seat my friend Carter walks in.
"How are you always here before me?" He asks. I shrug and say,
"I don't know. I don't use my locker and come in through the 6th grade entrance since it's closer. I'm almost always the first one in." I reply and get out my sketchbook. He decides to leave me alone and talk to some of the other people that had started to come in.
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Ugh. I don't wanna write this story. I'm gonna start a new trans story on maybe Tuesday. Hopefully. Well, whenever school starts. I'll do it daily and just have it written about what happens. So that's that. On Tuesday at about 6 EST look for that. Sorry.