1~ Introduction ~

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Everything is the same; I wake up, I eat bland cereal, take my medication and then face school. It's always the same. Well, there is one thing that changes... My gender. I'm genderfluid, meaning my gender changes, and it changes a lot, so to keep things simple I use they/ them pronouns. And as you would expect, I get shit for this, people don't believe me, or are really transphobic, or are just too bloody lazy to use my pronouns, despite the discomfort calling me 'she' brings about.

Anyway, enough about me, that all you need to know really, oh, and maybe that I am really in love with my friend Luna and I have no idea how she feels about me or if she's straight or not. Standard sort of stuff. Still is incredibly painful though.

Shit,- I'm late for the bus. I need to run otherwise I'll miss it and have to beg to get a lift of my Dad again. Ugh, this day is definitely not going to be a good one.

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I'm in my usual seat in English, sat next to a rather sweet girl called Melissa, who unfortunately isn't the brightest bulb in the box, if you catch my drift. I let her copy of me all the time, if I'm honest I couldn't care less, she can do what she likes, and if it's helping her stay in set one then fair enough. Most of the time I'm too preoccupied observing Luna to notice Melissa. Luna sits parallel to me, she's at the front, I'm at the back. I like to admire her thick curly hair, that resembles the colour of a melted chilli chocolate- brown with hints of deep red swirled through it. It's exquisite, and totally beautiful. Her hair matches her eyes, dark and flecked with other colours, but envy green rather than red, I suppose they remind me of a dense forest cloaked in moss and ferns. Her eyes are so breathtakingly stunning I feel as if I could get lost in them... Truthfully I think I fell in love with her eyes first, then every other piece of her, little by little, bit by bit, until I became utterly head over heals in love with her. That was a mistake. She is a close friend of mine, and frankly I have no idea how she feels about me, or of she's straight or whatever, but I don't have the courage to ask her. Let alone tell her.

The day drags on, but after what feels like an eternity it finally ends, and I take the rowdy school bus home.

Being at home is more uneventful than being at school. I do my homework, walk the dog, then read or watch the latest program I'm obsessing over until I'm forced to attend dinner with my family. As per usual, the evening is uneventful and I crawl into my bed and try not to think of Luna, astonishing unsuccessfully.

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A/n hope you enjoyed this so far! This is the first thing I've ever written and I'd love to hear any feedback or advice you have :)

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