Buffalo Sem.

I breathe in the warm air to calm myself. I was mad, I am mad, I was always mad. Mad at what my mother put me through, what my father put me through. I've been pushed and pushed and pushed way past the point of breaking. I never did anything for myself, never did anything I wanted to do. Now they want me to go to a boarding school all the way in New York. It'll be my last year of high school. Like what kind of bullshit is that. The only upside is that I will be away from my parents. They'll be miles and miles away. The problem is I'm going to an all-girls school. I don't even have any girls as friends, they're all guys. I'm leaving all my guy friends to just go live with some stranger girls that I will most likely have no contact with; which is ridiculous. This is a way new thing for me; I've never even talked to a girl. I know it's strange me being a girl and all.

I dress mostly like a guy…. All my clothes are from the men's department. Baggy pants, long band t-shirts, boxers, and wife beaters… I of course have to wear a bra though for my boobs are not small enough for me to not wear one. I act as though I was a guy, but as I said before I've never even talked to a girl. Yeah girls mistake me as a guy all the time but I never say anything. My friends usually tell the girls that I am a girl… no biggie. I cut my hair to where it was just at eye level, I dyed the bangs of my jet black hair flame red, and my eyes were or are a blue azure color. I always wore men's cologne, and showered with men's body wash and shampoo and conditioner. I did whatever it took to look and smell like a guy. I think I was put in the wrong body and it definitely didn't help that my parents named my Riley which was pretty much a guy name.

Today apparently was my last day here in Washington State I packed all my stuff up last night but I most likely wasn't going to be able to wear half of my wardrobe. I was not looking forward to wearing a uniform if that's what was going to be happening there. My flight leaves tonight at 9:55pm. I had a couple hours to say goodbye to all the guys. Even though I acted like a guy I am still pretty much a girl and have all my emotional states. I invited them all over for pizza and a little dip in the pool since it would be both our last time here in a while.

Jeremiah showed up first with his swim trunks already on and soda in his hand and a towel in the other. I gave him a hug (yes that's my girl side). Soon all the guys showed up and it was me, Jeremiah, Shawn, Jason, Aandre, Brandon, and Tj. We were all gathered by the pool eating pizza and sipping on some soda. Suddenly they all wanted to go swimming so I said go ahead while I went inside to put on my two piece bikini. Yeah another thing that's girly of me to do but at some point I have to show off my body to these guys and what better time than now. I walked out in my orange bikini an all of them stared.

"Whoa, Riley since when did you have a body like that?" Tj asked.

"Since always I just never show it off. Just 'cause I don't show it off doesn't mean I don't know what I have."

"Yeah, of course." He said blushing a little.

I just jumped into the pool as if it was nothing. We started getting bored so all the guys got out and dried themselves off and went into the entertainment center of my house while I went to change. I came out in my usual clothes and started playing Call of Duty: Black Ops III. Little did they know that I mastered this game and beat them all at it. By the time my parents got home we had finished three rounds of playing video games. They all knew it was time to get up, help clean, and say our goodbyes.

I gave each of them a hug and told them I would try and text or call them. Once I was out there who knew if I would have my phone or not. I went upstairs grabbed my suit cases and left out of what used to be my room. My parents drove me to the airport then left as soon as I unpacked the car. I went to the counter to give them my suit cases. I finished there with just my computer in hand to the metal detectors. I took my shoes off along with my belt and put them in the bucket with my computer, and then I took my phone and put it in the bin as well. Walked through, nothing… I was good. I grabbed my stuff put them back on and back into my pocket and walked to gate A9. I waited until they called my flight number I would be taking three planes to get there. One from Seattle to Miami, then from Miami to Chicago, and then from Chicago to Buffalo, New York.