Hello. I'm River O. Scott from Sudbury, Ontario. I moved to Japan a couple weeks ago. I tied my sholderblade brown sugar hair into a neat low ponytail and put on the male uniform. Why male you ask? I'm transgender of course! I mean just look at the title damnit! 《Admin:RIVER STOP BREAKING THE FOURTH WALL DAMNIT!!
River: Nu fack u!!》 I put in the contacts for my multi-colored hazel base eyes as my vision was a beautiful one eye near and one eye far. Just don't ask how it's a thing because it is. 《A/N Real talk here, I have glasses and my prescription is exactly that. This is a real prescription.》 I weel myself to breakfast which consists of pancakes, maple syrup (obviously!), peameal bacon and for me, a tall glass of homogenous milk aka homo milk.
"Ready for school River?!" My mom asks.
"Nope. Oh and when is Meli coming?" My mom shrugs which is an obvious no for me. I look over the see the twins playing their morning game of twister with my dad.
"BYE GUYS LOVE YOU!" I hear four voices call back I love you too and I grab my bag and head of for school.
⊙~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~⊙Time skip⊙~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~⊙
"Good morning everyone! We have a new student who came here all the way from Canada! Do you mind telling us about yourself and taking some questions?" Ama~Chan asks. I nod in approval. I roll myself up to the front quickly.
"Hello there I'm River O. Scott. I'm 17, I was born on September the 12th, I'm a Virgo. My mom's family is Italian while my dad's is Scottish. I am also transgender. It's a pleasure meeting you all! Is there any questions?" I grin innocently. I hand from the back raised up and I pointed to them.
"Sorry if this is something personal but, why are you in a wheelchair?" I smiled.
"No worries! Well I danced until a few months ago when I broke my ankle and fractured a plate in my foot when I was on-stage. I kept on dancing so it got worse and I was rushed to hospital. Now just because we have one of the best free healthcare out there, doesn't mean that the therapy was terrific. So we came here, and I have been getting better but the therapist still wants me in this cage- I mean wheelchair even though I have been able to walk on it! Anymore questions?" The class looked stunned. I see a boy raise his hand and to be honest, he looked like he had drugs.
"Do you like mackerel?" He asked in a monotone voice. The guy beside him slapped his arm and lectured him saying, "Haru! Why do you need to know this!?" He shrugged and I giggled a bit. "Oui. I quite enjoy mackerel. Oh did I mention that I speak French-Canadian?" And this was the time I realized, 'Shit. I'm screwed. '
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The Trasgender Broken Ballerina (Able To Adopt Story)
Fanfiction"I'm sorry but you cannot dance anymore." River O. Scott comes from Sudbury, Ontario. She danced pre-competitive for as long as she could remember until an injury at nationals and she is told that she is unable to dance. Timeskip a year and River is...
