cry baby ; rarl

5

carl got off the bus, minding his own business, walking into the house.

carl was extremely stressed and just wanted to go upstairs, yet his mother was bombarding him with questions on how his day was. he didnt want to talk. he wanted to go upstairs, shower, then cry.

which is what he continued to do after ignoring his mom.

he sent enid a quick message before scrubbing off his makeup until his skin burned and threw the clothes he was wearing in the corner of his room, throwing on the most masculine clothes he could find.

he hated, absolutely hated, dressing like this. maybe he'd fit in at school now.

before he could drown himself in tears, enid replied.

enid- how are you doing?

carl- okay

enid- are you sure?

carl- you could say that

enid- carl, love?

enid- what happened?

carl- i hate school

carl- i hate this.

carl- im thinking about running away.

enid- no babe cakes thats not the answer

enid- trust me

enid- do you need me to come over?

carl- im not going to be a bother to you too

enid- whats your address

carl- *** ****** *** the white house on the corner

enid- im coming over

carl- omg i hate myself im such a bother

enid- dont say that pretty boy

carl- ):

enid- see you in five minutes.

carl- okay.

carl ran out to tell his mom he had a friend coming over. she was so excited for him, making new friends at a new school.

enid was correct, within five minutes she arrived.

enid and mrs grimes met, they were both really nice to each other.

carl and enid went to his room and her first question was on his outfit.

"carl, why? these clothes arent you? are they?" she asked.

"n-no" carl frowned.

"why are you wearing clothes that dont express you, sweetheart?" she questioned, very concerned for the blue eyed boy.

"b-be-cause i'l-l get called a g-girl. im-m n-ot a girl" carl sniffled.

"dont let those idiots dull your sparkle, carl. you are who are you are. no one can change that. dont let anyone change that." enid said. "here lets find you some clothes that are actually you" she added, starting to look through his closet.

she picked out a light pink, cropped hoodie that said "tumblr xx" on it, a white skirt, knee high socks that were black and pink and got makeup ready.

carl really enjoyed what she picked out. it was like they've been best friends forever.

she applied a light pink eyeshadow and did winged eyeliner, adding mascara afterwards. she also put on a baby pink matte lipstick. as you can tell pink was carl's favorite color. it made him happy. while she was at it, she used his rainbow highlighter to "add some shimmer to that flame" as enid described it atleast.

when enid brought carl to the mirror, when he saw what he looked like, he almost cried. he felt pretty.

"what a lil princess you are" enid complimented.

carl smiled at himself, he was thankful for enid.

carl took a quick selfie to post on his instagram. he was feeling on top of the world.

keyword: was.

he was happy until he recived a comment from "ronandy7" saying, "what an ugly GIRL"

carl's mood crashed to bits. how could someone do that.

enid noticed carl wasn't in his spirits anymore. she immediately grabbed his phone, noticing ron's cruel comment.

she grabbed her phone and was quickly to reply, then report his account.

from "enidlovesmcr" "can you get your thick head out of poor carl's business. carl is not a girl, and he knows that. people or jerks like you who are inhumane to people who are just trying to be themselves are the reason gender roles still exist. CLOTHES AND MAKEUP AND EVERYTHING ELSE IN THE WORLD DOESNT DEFINE GENDER. omg."

ron was smart enough not to reply, he wouldve been so roasted more than he already got.

"ive got your back, love. if he ever does anything like that again, tell me. no one messes with you" enid pulled him into a hug.

"t-thank y-o-ou" carl replied.

"anytime, carl" she smiled.