Not Myself ♂ Phan

Rose Thorns

Wow hi. I'm being cool and putting cool titles.
reAL SMOOTH
OkAy though, time for the story because? yeS
Also this story might not be triggering to you, but it sURE AS HELL IS TO ME.
THIS STORY MIGHT RELATED A BIT TO ME SO SORRY
Anyways, let's get to the story, yeah?

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4 / 2/ 15
Fiona Lester

Lion-aesthetic: Ugh, school is back :(

Danny-Dinosaur: You think you have it bad, I'm moving schools D:

Lion-aesthetic: I wish you could move to my school, then everything would be different.

Danny-Dinosaur: You never know. Anyway, I got to get changed and get ready. I'll sneakily chat to you in class though ;)

Lion-aesthetic: You nerd. Later :3

I groaned, my body rolling off my bed. School sucked. Everyone would push me around. That's why instead of having friends in real life, I had internet ones. Like Dan, my closest friend. We talked on Tumblr, and once in a while Skyped. 

I was already dressed and ready for school, but I really dreaded it. I had short hair, and acted very boyish. That's because I wanted to be a boy. It wasn't an unusual case for people. It was normal, though people acted like it was an illness or a disease.

My dad was at work, and so was my mum. My dad wouldn't be home for a few months, but my mum would be home today. I slung my bag on my back, opening the front door and stuffing my phone in the pocket of my jeans.

The cold air hit my arms, sending a chill up my spine. It was winter in London, which meant it would be extremely cold. I sighed, stuffing my hands in my pockets to warm them. I made my way to school in no time, seeing as I lived near the school.

People had just moved next door to me, meaning new neighbours. New people to socialize with. Not good for me. When new people move in, and new people go to school, everyone tell them about me. About how disgusting I am. About how much of a sin I am.

I mean, I wasn't telling them to stop. Their words didn't hurt me. I had built a fortress around my heart, so no one could hurt me. It didn't matter if I acted cold towards people, because it meant I wouldn't get hurt.

When I walked into the school, everyone stared at me and whispered. Yep, just what I want. Attention. I found a corner and slumped against it, taking out my phone and texting Dan.

Lion-aesthetic: People suck

Danny-Dinosaur: Even me?

Lion-aesthetic: No, you're a great person

Danny-Dinosaur: Nice.
When I walked into school I saw a bunch of people staring at someone. It was really weird.

Lion-aesthetic: That's what happens to me everyday. I feel bad for that person.

I locked my phone and stuffed it back into my pocket, walking to my first class. English. My head hung low, trying to avoid detection from anyone. I made my way into the class and sat in my seat, which was next to the window.

The bell rung soon after I sat down and people came crowding into the classroom. I blocked out everything, staring out at the window. A few times I would feel something thrown at my neck, and I would curse under my breath.

You could say I was a rose. I was pretty to look at (even though I didn't think that), but if you got close and touched me, I would hurt you. My first every friend I had, Chris, had gotten too close and got hurt. He was the one that had spread my secret, just because I hurt him. Then PJ found out. PJ was the most popular guy in the school, and if you got on his bad side, then you'd regret it.

PJ was known for his parties. I had never personally been to one, because I wasn't one for parties. People said that there were large amounts of alcohol, and drugs. That wasn't how I wanted to spend my weekend.

I felt my phone buzz slightly, so I took it out of my pocket and glanced down. The teacher wouldn't care, because everyone went on their phone.

Danny-Dinosaur: The class I'm in is so boring :P

Lion-aesthetic: So is the class I'm in ugh.

I glanced up and looked up at the teacher, pretending to listen before I looked back down back at my phone.

Danny-Dinosaur: I wish I could just find you in the world and run away with you. So you didn't have to worry about your problems.

Dan knew that I wanted to be a boy. He was the first person I had ever told. After him I told Chris, but after that, I never told anyone. I trusted Dan though, even though I had never met him. He was kind.

Lion-aesthetic: I would love that <3

The class soon ended and I waited for everyone to leave before I left for Maths. My legs moved slowly and I stared down at the ground. I should've been looking up, but then again, then I'd never see him.

I felt myself crash into someone. I staggered backwards, looking up and seeing his amazing hazel-brown eyes. His arms wrapped around my waist to prevent me from falling. He stared at me, his lips curling into a smile.

"Fiona?"

"Dan?"

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Well wasn't that nice? It was short but I liked it.
And don't worry, I will still update Unspeakable. I love that story.
Also, I know there are other stories that have either Dan or Phil as transgender, but I really like the concept so I just felt like I needed to make a story like that.
But, hope you enjoyed this !!
Ily lovelies <3