I only got a quick glance at Josh before Pete pulled him to his first class. But, I guess we'll meet later.
Pete pulled me into the Spanish room and all I could see are different words jumbled up together on posters. This happens a lot but with a different language this I can already tell this will lot be a fun year.
(An time skip to lunch because school is boring)
*ring*
Ah the infamous bell that lets all the students know to get the heck out of the classroom.
As I'm walking down to the cafeteria, the boys from this morning come walking up behind me. I'm not to worried about them so I keep walking.
Tw (for some idk be careful guys)
The boys ran to catch up to me and they shoved me into a locker. The impact hurt my shoulder. One of the guys threw my stuff to the ground and stared at me. The vulnerability was showing through my eyes, anyone could see it.
They started to laugh at me.
"Hey look it's the fag from this morning"
"Yo dude look, it even paints it's nails"
"Why'd it even go to this school"
"Not like we need anymore tranny's"
With that they walked of laughing like it was the funniest thing in the world. But I wonder what a tranny was. Maybe it was "slang" for grandma? Maybe because of my sweater.
A single tear fell as I continued my journey to the cafeteria. My shoulder probably would get a bruins on it. But I wouldn't let them bother me.
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Sorry for the short part I've been really busy and there might have to be another part on next Sunday because I have to do a stupid play for my school so I'm really sorry for the late chapter
stay alive guys i love you all
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FanfictionJosh was never a girl. He always felt like a boy. Then he switched. Tyler was a boy who was homeschooled for most of his life. Until now (Trigger warnings)
