GenderFluid {Joshler}

one

lmao this is going to be exciting

This is all Josh's POV btw.

bolded words are my authors notes and italics are like thoughts from characters ok ok.
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I open my eyes and look around. The first thing I notice is my pounding head ache. I ignore it.

Wednesday. Early day. You can do it.

I check my bedside clock. 6:30am, it reads. I sigh and swing my legs over the side of the bed, getting up and slowly moving to the other side of the room, hating every step I have to take.

Who am I today?

I stand and think long and hard.

Josh, I figure out. Josh. The one everyone around me knows.

I smile lightly and quietly make my way downstairs.

"Hey hon." My mom calls from the kitchen.

"Morning." I say groggily as I scratch my head.

"Come sit."

I slowly walk over. My head pounding with every step. Again, ignoring the migraine in my head. I sit.

"Here. Eat fast." My mom hands me a plate of eggs with toast and runs upstairs.

I eat quickly and go upstairs as well. Just not as fast.

I put on a red shirt, black skinny jeans, and all black converse. I don't want to draw to much attention to myself today.

"Josh, it's time to go!" I hear my mom shout.

"Okay, one second!"

I grab my back pack, rush to the bathroom and down a couple pain killers, than hop out the door.

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I slowly watch the clock. The red hand moving painfully slow.

Today had been pretty un-eventfull. I went through my first 4 classes fine and dandy, than had lunch by myself because Brendon was sick today (i was gonna say he was with Dallon but it's too soon).

Now I sit here. In 6th period English. Slowly watching the clock move.

1:23.

1:24.

1:25.

I hear the familiar sound of my schools obnoxious bell and rush out the door. I speed walk wanting to get out of here as soon as possible.

I'm almost out when I feel someone shove my chest. I grunt and look up from the floor.

"Nice hair. Did you want to look like a bottle of pepto bismol?"

"Actually yeah, thanks." I try to move out of the way but his hand catches my chest again.

"Woah woah woah. Calm down there stomach reliever. Did I say you could leave?"

"No, but even if you did I wouldn't have known bc I don't give a shit about you or what you have to say."

I walk away again, this time shoving the boy. He makes no effort to catch me again as I walk away.

But as I walk I can't help but hear...

"Pete what the hell?"

"What?"

"Why'd you harass him?"

"His gay ass was asking for it."

"Talk to me next time before you attack him."

Assholes. Both of them.

I walk faster until I'm out of the school and down the next road.

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chapter 2 will be uploaded after this i just have to write it.