Short and Probably depressing storys

Welcome to my life

The world...Its a funny place isn't it? And time Can be a real bitch...Like when your waiting for something so exciting to happen but every minute feels like an hour. I'm Phoenix a girl at school who no one likes, Who everyone tries to avoid and who people rush to get a partner so they don't need to be partners with me. I'm A Transgender girl, So I used to be a boy now I'm a girl. That's one of the main reasons no one wants to be partners with me...People slag me for my old name which was Pedro...Sometimes even the teachers call me Pedro making all the students laugh. I'm also a Bi, Another reason why people hate me... My school is full of Homophobics, Even the teachers are Against girlxgirl or boyxboy! I hate school even though I love art class. Anyway I'm going to tell You The story of my life...And how it all changed

Well lets start with me being transgender...When I was about 6 or 7 id love to dress up in my mums clothes and put on her make-up...I even went to the shop once in my mums dress make up and high heels. People began laughing at me and taking pictures so I pulled of the high heels and ran out the shop...Well time skip I'm now a girl and none of that happens but I do still get bullied...ALOT!

See here's a protip to if your getting bullied, Cyber bullied or anything like that... Just promise me you wont stoop to there level...That's what they want. A Reaction. A Fight. But be strong like me. Trust me, It may be hard but Its not like this forever...Or at least that's what they say. I feel like this has been going on for a eternity, See that's what I mentioned at the start...But this isn't exciting. This is a nightmare and I've just fell asleep...

You Know once your used to it its not that bad. I can tell you when the bullies are going to come and what they will do in a blink of an eye! So Ill walk into school to be greeted by my bullied who will pick me up and Drag me to the back of the school and do my morning beating. Calling me A 'Fuck Up' 'Transgender Fag' And 'Worthless slut' they call me loads more but I don't listen. I Normally wear Either long sleeved clothing or Scarfs to cover up the bruises left by Them. The teachers don't bother asking why. I don't really mind either id rather keep it this way. Now that I think about it Not even the teachers socialize with me much either...I used to really like school before all this...Now I hate it, I always used to be the happy one who wore flower crowns and shit. Now I'm the emo kid with scars on her wrists...Yep you got that right, I self harm.

I started self harm about a year and a half ago it just makes me feel like I have more control Over what I feel...I Know I sound so stupid...But its true...My mother knows about my self harm...She doesn't try to stop me but she doesn't help me either.

A punch to the face snaps me back into reality as I realise I'm still in class. I blink a couple times before looking up to see Max...As Soon as I see the red light in his eyes I look away. Max is The toughest guy in school. "Hey dude back of what has she done to you Back of!" I hear a unfamiliar voice says making me look up again. For once max just walks away. "Hey you okay?" The boy says. "Huh? Oh Yeah f-Fine..." I say, I'm not used to this whole talking thing as its normally just people beating me up... "No one deserves to be treated like that especially not a pretty lass like yourself!" The boy exclaims. I laugh and he gives me a confused look. "What's so funny?" "You just called Me Pretty...You know that?" "Yah I know that! I really like your red hair as well It really brings out your eyes..." He says. I blink a couple times and blush why is he saying this stuff to me? "I'm Aaron by the way Aaron Hunter..." He says finally introducing himself. "I-I'm Phoenix Rivers N-Nice to meet you..." I say.

~HUGE TIME SKIP 4 WEEKS~

"Hey Phoenix?" Aaron says For once he actually sounds...Nervous...

"Yeeee?" I say, I've grown more confident around Aaron in the last 4 weeks

"Well I was wondering if you W-Want to b-be my girlfriend?" He asks. I'm dumb-struck...His baby blue eyes and Black hair glisten as the sun hits of them. His pale face is even paler than usual-Damn he must Really be nervous.

"Uhh YAH?!" I say/shout, we share a passionate kiss and now I know, This is what love is.