"oH mY gOd mOm i'M pUttInG evEryThinG iN boXes I HAVE BEEN DOING THIS FOR AN HOUR WHAT ELSE WOULD I BE DOING?"
"Don't yell at me!"
"soRRy!"
Billie sat down on the last box he packed, and sighed.
"Done?" His mom came into the room.
"Yes."
"Hayley and Linds are almost here with the food."
"Oh?"
"Chipotle."
"Oh."
"Yeah. Make sure you let the movers know that your room is done and ready. Label your boxes."
"Okay, mom. Thanks."
He wasn't wearing his binder today, he was just wearing a sports bra that flattened his chest a little.
He wrote Billie's Stuff on every one of his boxes.
He was comfortable, he had blue basketball shorts on, and a white muscle shirt on.
"Billie!!"
"Yeah?"
"Food!"
He walked to the empty kitchen and grabbed his burrito and thanked the girls.
"We're so sad you're moving, Bill."
"I know. I'm sad but excited."
"How do you feel, Mrs. Armstrong?"
"Terrified." She laughed.
So they laughed and talked, until the day ended.
"Bye, guys."
The girls were crying, and Billie let a few tears slide.
They did a group hug, and Billie waved through the glass of the car.
"Bye, Billie!"
"Byeeee!"
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'watch her walk through the door through the window guess thats why they call it window pain.'
i can tquote right
this took long enough
lmk what you want in the story and ill make some of it happen thanks for reading loves💗
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Fanfictionin which billie is transitioning to a man and moves to california, meets new people, experiences the teenage experience. • [not completed yet] (slowish updates) if you want you can share it with people, i enjoy comments. #13 in billiejoe
