Tuesday comes around
all too quickly.
I wake up feeling
disoriented
and tired
and extremely unmotivated -
and then alarmed
as I remember
the late night studying
and sluggish texting of
my study partner
that had preempted
today's exams.
It probably wasn't
such a good idea to
stay up so late,
but I'd needed the extra time.
Though then again,
as I wearily
clomp down the stairs
to breakfast,
I think that it might
have been in my best interest
to have gone with the
extra sleep option
instead.
On my way
out the door,
my mother stops me for
a hug
and a kiss on the forehead.
"For luck,"
she says.
"I know you'll do great,
honey.
I mean,
look at all you've
accomplished already
this year."
It doesn't feel like much
right now
as the exams are
staring me down
from their perch in
my future,
but I suppose she's right.
I've successfully
transitioned to a new school,
made a friend,
made up with my grandmother,
and (with help),
got rid of a bully.
I've dodged misgendering
and the laughter of
the school's population,
and I'm still here
in mostly one piece.
And the school year
is barely half over.
There's more ahead of me,
far beyond these tests.
While they may not
be a breeze, exactly,
I know that there will be
more time afterwards
for better things,
better days with Matty
and my mother.
She beams at me
as I thank her
and hurry out the door.
Being late would be
the worst mistake
I could make
at this point,
regardless of
what's to come.
I catch sight of Matty
standing out in front
of the school
as I hurry towards it.
She's on her phone,
and her face is creased
with an expression
I can't decipher
from such a distance.
As soon as she
sees me approaching, though,
it melts away,
leaving behind her usual
happy façade.
"You ready?"
she asks,
though I can tell from
the bags under her eyes
and her tired smile
that she probably
is just as ready
as I am.
That is to say,
not at all.
"Let's just
get this over with,"
I sigh,
unable to lie,
even to her.
"The sooner this
is over with,
the sooner I can get
some actual sleep."
She nods
her agreement
with a tiny sigh
of her own.
"It won't be
so bad,"
she attempts to console
the both of us
as we slowly
make our way inside.
"Just think about
happy things,
good things,
and then you'll be okay."
'Like you,'
I almost say,
but stop myself
just in time.
"You, too,"
I tell her -
and with a vague smile,
she nods again
and turns to head
towards her homeroom.
Not for the first time,
I get the feeling that
there is something
she isn't telling me,
but as I don't need
any more stress
on my plate today,
I dismiss the thought
and soon turn
towards my own classroom.
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/quiet screeching at all you Catty shippers - you're fricking infecting me now, please don't;;;; Why does this even happen, I'm so--
Anyway, this was more of a filler, but I promise that big stuff is upcoming. I said there will be a grand climax, but there will also be another pretty big reveal in like...two chapters or something. I'm really excited to see what you guys think, 'cause I'm pretty sure it'll have some of you screaming in the comments. I'm already screaming, and I haven't even finished writing it yet...
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Novela Juvenil"There are a million shades of grey between their black and their white - but no one ever cares to see them." In a world with a limited view of gender, Cam Shills struggles to come to terms with their identity as neither male nor female, a shade of...
