Johnny Boy

All Grown Up

I sit in my car, a red Jeep, listening to my favorite band, Panic! At The Disco. School. Great. I think. waiting at a stoplight. I pulled my snapback forward and proceeded forward, turning left to the entrance to my school, BirchWood High. I'm a senior this year, already a whole trimester into the year. I pull into my parking space that I usually use. a nice, shady spot in the back, I love a nice, short morning walk. Locking my car and throwing the keys in my bag, I walk towards the school. I'm stepping up on the curb, when Stephanie, the school's popular chick, shoves into me. Really? She walks out from behind me and throws her head over her shoulder, her fake blonde, curled hair waving at me.
"Oh sorry, Ashley!" She mocks my birth name.
"It's John." I say bluntly, tipping my snapback angrily. and walking past her. hearing a scoff from her, I snickered to myself. too soon.
"What ashley?" she spun me around. hitting my lip. "I'm sorry, I don't speak transvestite" she glanced at my crotch and made a 'pff' and elbowed me in my eye. then turned back to her friends, they all laughed and walked into school. I walked more slowly. Why me? why can't I be a normal kid? my whole life I knew I wasn't normal. and my whole life I had been bullied. Why can't I just be a beautiful girl, in a girl's body. but no. I feel like a boy. in a girl's body. Trying to forget, I reached the door, my friends waiting for me. thankfully they didn't see what happened. Little did I know, my eye had swollen up. blue, black and green. and my lip was bleeding. running down my chin, the ruby blood I had been familiar with over the years.
"John! what happened?!" Tyrelle ran forward and touched my face. I looked down and made a fake grin.
"I- ugh... I ran into a wall" I quickly made up. to avoid sympathy.
"No you did not. don't lie." Dyan placed his hands on his hips and made a sad sigh. I had a crush on dyani. that's what we called him since we were little. this little british baby. me being Australian, i loved any accent that wasn't mine. i sighed.
"Stephanie." i admitted.
a gasp rose from the group.