Tags and sh*t!

well my day has been fantastic..

Soooooo

I'm a girl

And recently I cut all my hair off so that it's the same hair cut as my best friend. We do each others hair now 😂😂 butttttttt

I have a somewhat flat chest... When I wear my binder, yeah I find it easier to hand with the guys so I just wear my binder so people just usually guess I'm a boy.

So the story starts that my binder was in the wash and I was like "fuck it, I don't need it" so I go to school and turns out we had a new boy in our class (update: we're actually friends now) and I was sitting with the squad. Me and a whole shit load of boys, talking and laughing and the new kid leans over to my friend let's call him monkey, so the new kid leans over and starts whispering in monkey's ear, monkey then bursts out laughing and yells at me "Yo Jack (everyone calls me jack which just adds to the boy thing), are you a boy or a girl?" we all start laughing as the new kids face goes all red as I said "it's OK i'm use to it-" as my best friend cuts me off and says loudly "she has boobs" placing on hand on my chest, I hit him playfully "don't cut me off" the new kid was like "are you guys a thing?" .....i nearly threw up, because oh god no. I guess it doesn't help that my voice is deeper then any other girls in my class. It's not the first I've had to explain that'll I'm not a dude. But honestly I would rather them treat me a one of the guys then as a little girl.