Part 1: Kai's POV

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AN-The picture above is the inspiration for this book
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I was sitting in class, staring out the window as normal. Mrs. Elavére was giving a long boring lecture over The Revolutionary War, And I couldn't bring myself to listen. I was also way too excited. For tonight, my mum was going to take me to get my hair cut. After a years worth of convincing she finally gave in. I smiled happily at the thought.

"Ms Kailyn? Are you with us?" Mrs. Elavère said inpatiently.

I winced slightly at my dead name but nodded as she continued the class. I let out a sigh of relief until my attention was brought over to my ex-best friend Bailey. She had been the only one I had told my secret too, and now she had spread it all around the school. The teacher's never cared enough to listen, so they hadn't heard the rumors. However, the rumors were true. Kailyn Clarke was not a miss. She was actually a he. That's right. I'm trans. Ftm and yet I can't feel proud. I can't feel proud with everyone forcing an identity down my throat that's not mine. My name is Kai. Not Kailyn. Not the trans freak. Kai. Just Kai. Anyways, back to the story. I looked over and there Bailey was pointing at me and whispering to her new best friend. I bit my lip and looked down at the desk. What seemed like hours later, the bell finally rang. I quickly grabbed my things and hurried out the door. But what wouldn't be my luck if someone *cough* Bailey *Cough* hadn't stuck their leg out to trip me. I fell hard to the ground landing on my hand wrong. I winced in pain and grasped my hand tightly. God I just wanted it all to end right then and there. I bit my lip hard to keep the tears from falling and stood. I quickly gathered my belongings and hurried out of the room. I ignored all the awful stares, the hideous words, the look of pure horror on their faces as I ran. I ran down the halls and out of the school. I couldn't keep the tears from falling as that was all I could hear. The sound of my heartbeat and the heavy thuds as the water droplets hit the ground. I stopped in the courtyard and sat in a tree, high above the world. It was the only place I would allow myself to be vulnerable. I heard soft footsteps come towards my tree but I didn't look down. I laid on the tree branch in utter silence other than the sound of the animals and my heartbeat. Eventually I did look down though and instantly regretted it. It was one of my other friends Miah Aristé. She had transferred here from France two years ago and instantly became my best friend after all the rumors started. She was a closeted Polysexual and gender fluid. Her pink bracelet shown proudly on her wrist. No one had outed her though. She was lucky. She came and sat on the tree next to me. She pulled me close to her and whispered in my ear encouraging words until I calmed down. She was the only one that ALMOST knew what I was going through. After a short while she spoke up.

"Better now?" She asked

I nodded not having the energy to speak.

"There's this support group I go and see every day after school. I think it could really help you. Would you like to come with me tonight?" She continued

I nodded again. "But what about my hair?"

"We can skip the last hour of classes and go get it done. Deal?" She said with a smirk.

I smiled slightly. Maybe everything would be ok after all. Maybe all I need is her.
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639 words not counting authors notes.
Disclaimer: I am not any of these myself so if it seems off or misinterpreted feel free to tell me how to improve in these characters

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