Going Back

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*Kana* The next day I wake up feeling way different than usual. I go to my closet to get dressed. I grab a dark, navy blue shirt and some baggy jeans. I head out of the house to Shannons. He has a hairdresser over and I asker her to die and cut my hair. She does and I feel way better with it being normal again. I feel better being normal again. I call my dad. (K- 👕 J-👔)

👕- Dad

👔- What's up?

👕- I'm to trans anymore. I've made my desicion. I want to go off my pills and get some T to get back to my normal level. I want to change my name back too.

👔- okay. I'll call the doctor.

I wish mom could come home. I walk home to see Jayce with a guy sleeping on the sofa together. Cute. I walk to my room and take all my newer clothes and put them in a trash bag along with my makeup. Jayce walks in and asks for my makeup. He takes it to his room. "Dad called. Said your going back, huh?" He says lazily. I nod. "I'm inventing Alex and Nick over for Dinner, is that okay?" He asks. I nod. "Just let me deepen my voice back up. It won't take long." I say. "Figured, your voice was kinda deep for a kid." He says. "We're the same age dude." I say and we laugh.

Dad comes home and says the doctor says I can get T so I can start my transition at exactly 7 pm tonight. That made my day way better. Alex, Nick, Shannon, and his new found 12 year old kid come over for dinner. "So you're getting T tonight?" Shannon asks. I nod. "Why are you going back I thought you already made your decision about your life and how you want it. Stop being so petty, its disgusting." Shannons daughter says. I feel my eyes start to water and a tear rolls down my cheek. "I...." I almost say. I slam my untensils down and stand up. I run to my room and slam my door shut and lock it.

An hour later. It's 6:59. I hear tapping on my door. I pen it to see everyone standing behind it and my dad has the bottle. I sit on my bed. He hands me the needle and do whatever I need to and it's over with. I look up and Alex looks like he's gonna kill me or something. "Since I'll only have this for a week, you want my next bottles...?" I ask him. He nods exitedly.

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