The next day at school I saw Xena talking to Jemma. I walked over and Xena smiles. Xena shakes me. "Val!! Val!! I have an idea on how to get you that part you want in your play!!" I stared at her blankly. My brown hair got in my face and I moved it away. "What do you mean?"
I kept thinking about how everyone was looking at me. I could feel the hatred in their eyes burning into my skin like worse than actual hell. Xena smiles. "Jemma is going to talk to the girl who took your part. If she drops out of the part you can have it again!"
I thought about it. That could work, but why would the girl stop having such a great part because of me? I nodded even though I didn't exactly know what I thought on the situation. I walked to class.
When I got into the class, it was bitter silence. Like the entire room had been talking about me moments before I walked in. Even my own teacher gave me funny looks.
I sat down in my chair at the very back of the room. There was writing all over it that I didn't ever bother reading. I just repeated the same words in my head, over, and over, "I am a girl"
I waited for class to start when the teacher walks in with a new kid.
"Everyone, this is Zayden. Zayden is a new student so please treat him with respect."
Zayden smiles at everyone and came to sit next to me luckily. We continued to whisper in the back of the class the entire time. Maybe he won't shun me.
After class I met up with Xena and Jemma after class. Xena smiles. "So Jemma talked to her and she said she'd drop the part! She said she doesn't think she's a good enough dancer for the part anyways. She also said it hurt. So, congrats Val I think I got your part back!"
I hugged them both. "Thank you so much!! I couldn't have done this without you!"
We sat together at lunch and then Zayden came over to us. "Hey... Can I sit with you guys?"
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GIRL- A Transgender Story|Book One Of "The Students Of Buford Academy" Series
General Fiction{UNDER EDITING} My name is Valentina-- Val for short. I'm a little unique... There's something about me nobody knows... I'm not really a girl. I was born a boy. I never felt like I belonged. I always felt different. I'm like a lot of girls. I love d...