I never really felt hurt but I never felt truly accepted either. It was kinda like no matter how many people were in a room I was still completely alone. I mean yeah I was popular in school no one hated me or anything they just didn't know my biggest secret. I have known as long as I can remember but I only ever told my best friend Alexa. She accepted it and told me it didn't change anything but I knew I couldn't tell anyone else. Until the day I met the love of my life so let's start from the beginning shall we?
My name is Elizabeth Sydney Robinson but everyone calls me Liz. I just we turned 19 and for my birthday I threw a huge party. The next morning I woke up with Lexa laying next to me. Alexa or Lexa for short is my best friend. I bump her side. "Lexa wake up!" "What the fuck do you want Lizzy?" I rolled my eyes. She knows I hate being called Lizzy but she does it anyways. "Well Lexi I want you to get your ass up so we can go eat momma made a special breakfast!" Her eyes snapped open. "Momma Robinson's special breakfast??" She asked excitedly. I nod. "Let's go!" She jumped out of the bed and ran downstairs. We both walked into the kitchen. "Morning baby morning Lexa." "Morning momma." I said happily. "Morning momma Robinson." Me and momma laughed. All my friends all my mom, momma Robinson. I find it cute as does momma. "Breakfast is on the table." Me and Lexa run and start eating.
