I use sarcasm to hide my terror. Until the kid next to me is shot. His blood gets on my face. It tastes like iron and smells gross. I open my eyes wide, unfocused, and shift to lay down on his body. Maybe they won't check for a pulse and accept that I'm dead.
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Transgender || phan (book 1)
FanfictionA boy across from me is staring. Maybe it's because I'm looking through female hairstyles instead of men's. I glare at him. Homophobic trash... The boy who use to sit across from me is still there. As I pass him, his name gets called as well. Dan.
