"Well we support you either way." Said my Dad.
But would you...
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After dinner I went into my room to hide away. I got on my phone to instaflam. To, some say stalk, closely watch Lixx's post. First one was captioned " got first in butterfly. Second in free, Forth in back and fifth in brest. #swim #swimmeet #greatmeet."
Then came 3 knocks on my door. *Knock Knock Knock* I quickly hid my phone under my pillow and yelled "Come in." "Hi little sis. So you're going to enter art in the competition right?" "Like I said I'm not sure." "If you don't you know I'm gonna steel your art and enter it for you right." "Yah. I guess I will enter some older pieces in." "I knew you'd give in. Now get rest you have school tomorrow." "So do you." "Night" "Night"
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The next morning I woke up and got dressed. My mom some how had it so all I had clean was a knee length red dress. I walked down to breakfast. "Good morning sweetheart. How did you sleep?" "Good." I replied in a monotone voice. "Cash is driving you and Sara to school today." "Ok" I had started to eat my breakfast. And headed out the door with my siblings. "Bye" I called back.
I arrived to school with barely any time to get to class. When I arrived I sat in my seat and the lesson began. It was only then when I realized that not Summer nor Autumn or Winter had stopped me on my way into class. This could only mean one thing they where planning something for after this hour and something big.
As I walked to my locker the group of Plastics tried to stop me until. "Hi Annie." Called the oh so too familiar voice of. "Summer. What a lovely surprise." "We found your sculpture and it was done drying early so we told Mrs.Woodward that we would give it to you but it dropped and shattered on the way to your house. ...Ooops." I didn't even think but I dropped my stuff and punched her. I was brought to the floor and then... black.
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I woke up to what looked to be ... white? Tiles? Oh no!
" Hi sweetheart. You're awake" "See I told you she was a trooper." It was my. Uncle Joe? Why was he here. "Aww. Poor thing must not remember a thing." It was the horse, loving voice of my grandma Sarah. "Well why don't we catch her up?" It was the comical warm voice of my grandpa Josh.
"I got into a fight with Summer, Winter and Autumn. Where they then kicked me and then I got OKed." "Yah. They did more damage to you then you to them." Chimes in Cash. "Well let's tell her the damage" said Andrew? "Andrew you came 2 hours from school to see me? All I did was get in a fight." "You also got stitches and a slight concussion"
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"So how long is the hair gonna be?" My moms hairdresser, Miss Susie, was going to cut my hair because now I have a stitch right above my right ear. "Just something short." my mom replies. "Pixie. I want a pixie." "Are you sure hunny?" "Yes mom. Plus it will be easier to take care of it." "Ok pixie it is."
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On the way to school that day I wore a pair of ripped jeans, a slight mustard yellow shirt with white cuffs, a pair of peach vans and a jean jacket. My mom dropped me off by the front office with some Tylenol and said. "Have a good day sweetheart. Go kick the other kids butts."
"Yaaassss, Queen. You slay girl. Like. Yas" "Oh stop smothering Alex James. You look sooooo good love the look, the hair. Now don't you dare pull anything like that ever again you here me! You made me almost die from a hart attack."
"Ok ok I get it now what happened when I was gone?" "We'll let me spill the tea. Sooooo Summer, Autumn and Winter all suspended for 3 weeks." "Wow really! Cool. But wouldn't change what happened because my mom let me have a pixie cut."
*Ring Ring Ring* I got my stuff for math and took my seat. Before I could start the warm up we where given Mr Thaler took me out of the room to talk. "I herd that you got into a fight with some girls in your grade. Is that correct?" "Yah." "And it was because you have been bullied by these girls and this act was out of self defense right?" "Yes sir." "If anything like this ever happens again just tell me or any of your other teachers ok." "Yes sir." " Ok I know you're not feeling your best so I won't expect you too participate in class fully today but try your best." "Ok."
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The rest of my classes , even lunch, except Chemistry and Art where a blur. The only thing from Chemistry I remember is Lixx asking me if I was ok. And well for Art I had to start all over on my sculpture. I also let Mrs Woodward know that I was going to enter in the competition. I then went home with Cash. Who dragged me along.
"So how was school?" "Don't try to make mom conversation with me Cash." "Me? Well I just want to know what my little favorite br-sister." "Did you almost call me your brother?!" "Yah. Sorry, with the haircut you look slightly like a boy." "Yah, I get it. No biggie." Though Cash didn't know it that was one of the happiest days of my life because of that.
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"Yummm, what smells soooo good!" "Cash Ann darlings you're home. I'm making Ann's favorite. Spaghetti and garlic bread." "Yum, thanks mom!" "No problem sweetheart. Now go to your room to rest. You have had such a long day." "Ok, see you at dinner."
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Ann's (Alex's) spaghetti
For Ann or Alex's spaghetti you will need
1:spaghetti noodles
2:can of spaghetti sauce (cheeper the better)
3:1 small can of tomato paste (this is just to thicken the sauce so you don't need to use it)
4: spices
5: your choice of vegetables and/or meat
Step 1:
Boil water in pot and make it salty like the sea ( or James's personality for reference)
Step 2:
Add spaghetti and cook
Step3:
In sauce pan add meat and/or meat and cook
Step 4:
Add sauce to pan and tomato paste
Step 5:
Add spice to taste.
Step 6:
Plate and serve
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My inspiration for Ann/Alex's spaghetti was the family spaghetti recipe of one of my Dad's childhood friends Mom's spaghetti recipe. This big Italian family, and when I mean big I mean big, had many kids in sports. One of witch was football so my Dads friends mom would make this spaghetti for the football team every Sunday. My Dad got the recipe and now passed it on to me.
YOU ARE READING
A guy named Ann
Teen FictionWhat happens when you're trans and live in a big Italian family. This is a story about a girl named Ann finding out her sexuality. With love, family, and school how does she keep it up? And will she be open about her secret life?
