Sick And Twisted Affairs//Muke

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//how luke looks in the story ^^ i also and basing their high school slightly after mine and luke is a junior//

--re-wrote--

luke

hi i guess, well i'm luke hemmings if you didn't know. i am a 16 year old, 5'4" male with blond hair and blue eyes. you're probably thinking oh i'm just like every other boy at my age but you are completely wrong, i am a cross dresser.

everyone always seemed to have a problem with it at my old school back in sydney and i honestly i have no idea why. well i do but i shouldn't be forced to wear 'boy' clothes because i have a dick. i hated they way they felt on my body, so i wear clothes made for females. which is honestly stupid for clothes to be gender specific because if i wanted to be comfortable i am going to be comfortable even if it's a skirt. i shouldn't be judged because of something i wear, it's not the clothes that make a person it's the person who makes the clothes, jeez why can't people see that?

anyway back to my story, because i want to wear 'girl' clothes i was bullied for it and pretty badly. it was to the point i would get beat up almost everyday by the jocks, they always called me names and told me to do things like kill myself or have sex with them because i was a girl or would ask if i had my sex change yet. look just because i like to wear these clothes and makeup does not mean i want to be a female i honestly would rather have a dick hanging in between my legs instead of a hole cause would feel to weird for me.

anyhow these beatings had been going on for little almost two years before my parents finally noticed because i had refused to go to the pool with them one day; they know how much i like to go to the pool and try to tan but end up burning.

so they decided that we were going to just pack up everything and move to an entirely different country none of us have ever to before and have not a single relatives living there, the untied states of america.

i honestly did not have that hard of time moving from sydney to los angeles because i honestly did not have very many friends because no one had wanted to be friends with the weird gay kid that dresses like a girl.

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once we had landed and got into our new home, we had ought the house already furnished because it would take way to much money and time ship all our furniture. i immediately plopped down face first on my new bed inhaling the scent of freshly washed sheets.

i sighed and pulled out my phone from underneath my body and open up the instagram app and checked my feed and what people had to comment about me moving countries.

you see because of the way i am i had manged to become instagram famous and i have no idea why or even how; but now i'm at 562k. 

some of their comments are really sweet and supporting me through the change of getting a new start at a different school with the hopes of it being different from my last one.

i checked the time seeing as it is now 6:32 on a saturday night, the perfect time that i need to get my lazy behind up and stop my stomach from screaming at me.

so i get up from my comfy bed to fulfill my stomach's needs. i walk into our kitchen and open the refrigerator to find that it is mostly empty. i sigh and close it and go back to my room to nap while my parents are out running errands; as in getting the groceries as well as signing me up for a new high school.

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it was now my first monday in los angeles meaning i had to start school. so at 6:30 in the morning i start to get ready for my first day.

while i am getting ready i listen to PVRIS and dance slightly. i sigh and pick out my outfit which consists of a pastel pink skirt that stops a few inches above my knees and white vans. i do my makeup, perfectly doing my cat eyeliner making my blue eyes pop even more than they already do.