You sit down next to a nice looking boy about your age. You smile. "Hey," you say, "I'm [birthname], but I prefer to be called [preferred name], you?" He smiles at you. "Hey, I'm Luke. Why did you get sent here? I'm gay, if you wondered. Hella gay." You smiled a bit. "I'm trans. I'm actually a boy. I know I look like a girl, but I'm a boy." He gives you a thumbs up. "Nothing wrong with that, mate." You make small talk until you get to camp. The bus door opens, and you sigh, exasperated. This is going to be a long 8 weeks.
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