*play the music*
Your P.O.V.
You sit down in the first row.
You were excited for this interview for some time now and can't wait to meet Taylor, even if you are just going to hear her story from your place.
You may have thought about your orientation or real gender too, but what you came up with doesn't bother you now.
The lights went off, only ones in the front of auditorium remaining on, making everyone focus on podium.
There were two empty chairs, you already knew who's they were.
Taylor's and John's.
John is popular interviewer at your place and you don't question it.
You think he is great and has awesome ideas.
Finally, first person appears.
To your disappointment, it's not Taylor yet.
It's John.
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to my interview!" He starts cheerfully, as always. "I'm really grateful to see, how many people were interested into this topic, because today, we are interviewing someone really special." John looks around, as if he was about to tell as some kind of secret.
"Today, we are interviewing girl, that went through a lot and is about to tell us everything."
He stays silent for a while, trying to make us more curious, before he quickly says "Taylor, come here, dear!"
Auditorium becames loud due all the clapping and cheers, when Taylor appears on scene.
"H-hi there." She says shyly, obliviously bit nervous from all the prise.
Taylor wears beautiful pink tutu, that looks like one princess wouldn't hesitate to wear.
Her purple, pink and blue T-shirt says 'Daddy's PRINCESS' which you find both ironic and hilarious, but also really cute and suitable. She also wears some blue and pink sneakers.
She has beautiful chocolate brown eyes and her hair are golden-blond. Her hairstyle is bit messy, yet kinda charming and she wears red bow.
You can't help, but stare in awe.
She gives you small smile, which probably made you blush, before sitting down on chair next to John's.
YOU ARE READING
How I Became Girl (Story Of Transexual)
General FictionTaylor was born boy, but she never felt like one. She would prefer dolls for cars, makeup for sport,... Her parents called her disappointment, her classmates made fun of her. But she stood there, strong and brave, her friend June on her side, ignori...
