Just Another Heterosexual Love Sory

Chapter 1

Oliver Irwin

     Great. Another day of hellish torture. High school is a terribly unpleasant experience for many adolescents, including myself. I wish it was more civilized, but hey, the place is full of confused teenagers simply trying to figure out their lives, some who happen to enjoy beating the crap out of others. At least I have some friends.

     I get out of bed and put on my glasses. I get dressed, eat breakfast, and drive myself to school. As I drive, I prepare myself for the new things they’ll have to say and do to me today.

     I’m still rather new to this school. I transferred here at the beginning of my junior year. That was the year of my parents’ divorce. They each fought for full custody, and my dad almost won. I objected. It’s a long story, but my dad was a pretty slimy man as I grew up, and I feared he would never change. My mother only stayed with him so long because she was certain it was just a quarter-life crisis, but it wasn’t. Perhaps it was, but if that’s true, it’s lasted my entire seventeen years on this planet and counting.

     My mother has always been very supportive of me, and she’s done her best to shelter me from my father. She wasn’t the least bit surprised when I chose her over him, but she was very happy. She decided to leave our sad little house to my father and move away to a new town, a new school district, and far away from him. Our move was great for me, as I had no friends at my old school, and I was being bullied very badly.

     Introductions at the new school weren’t so bad. On the day of my tour at the school, I requested to meet all of my teachers before my first day of classes. I introduced myself to them as Oliver, and a few of them understood immediately. The rest, though, they were very confused. “But the new student on my roster is listed as ‘Veronica Irwin.’ There is no Oliver.” “Yes, I know. That’s me. That is my legal name, but my name now is Oliver.” Some of them would realize then, but others would keep pushing. “What do you mean your name is Oliver? That isn’t a conventional nickname for someone with your name, Veronica. If you’d chosen Vee or Ronnie, I would completely understand. But Oliver? Why, that’s a boy’s name!” “Exactly,” I would say. That shut them all up.

    “Oliver, why the hell is your voice so high pitched? You sound like a girl.” “And that soft face! Those features make you look like a little lady.” I try not to let it get to me, but it still gets on my nerves that they’re trying to hurt me.

     “Olly!” “Autumn!” Autumn is my best friend here at Madison Regional. We met in homeroom on my first day. She was holding hands with Casey, another close friend of ours. closer to her than to me. They were holding hands when I walked in, and there was an empty seat on the other side of Autumn. They both looked over at me and introduced themselves. “Hi! I’m Casey! And this is Autumn.” Casey exclaimed with a huge smile. “You must be Oliver!” “Don’t mind Casey, they’re just in a very good mood today. We just started dating quite recently! But anyway, I’m Autumn.” “Nice to meet you both. Casey was right, my name is, indeed, Oliver.” “Honey, you don’t have to use they. She and he work just as well.” Casey smiles at Autumn. “Alright, boo. Whatever you say.” 

     Casey is genderfluid, which means his gender fluctuates between many different ones, based on situations and on time. Basically, say, if he goes out shopping, he may enter as feeling rather masculine, but by the end he may feel more feminine. That’s a situational change. A time based change is pretty much as time goes on his internal gender identity may change.

     “Olly, how are you?” Autumn comes up to me and wraps her arms around my shoulders. “Autumn, oh, I missed you!” I tell her. We had off from school the last two weeks for winter break, and Autumn went back to India to visit her family. She had no cell service while she was gone, so we weren’t able to interact at all. 

     “How was India?” I ask. “Oh, it was just lovely!” She tells me. “It was wonderful to see Jules and Mona again! And guess what!” “What?” I question. “They’re coming to live with my parents and me next month! And they’ll come to school with us here!” “Autumn that’s awesome!”

     Mona and Jules are Autumn’s cousins. They’ve lived in India for their entire lives, and they are fluent in both English and Hindi. I’ve never met either of the two, but I’ve heard countless stories of them from Autumn. They’re twins, and they are two years younger than Autumn and I. They sound like total goofballs, and I feel that they may just fit in with our friend group. The bell sounds, sending us to our classes. “Later dude.” Autumn says. “See you later!”

Evelyn Schwartz

I just want a friend,

Someone here, with me, right now.

But there is no one.

     “Everyone, please welcome Gideon to our class! This is his first day here at Madison!” My psychology teacher announces. Great way to start off at my new school. “Um, about that, Ms., uh,” I look down at my schedule. “Burns.” “What’s that Gideon?” Ms. Burns asks me. “Yeah, it’s, uh, just that. My name is actually Evelyn. And, um, feminine pronouns please.” “Oh, okay. Please take your seat now Evelyn.” She understands. 

     I can feel everyone’s eyes on me as I choose from the empty desks. I sit down in the seat in the back corner, so I’d have the most privacy as one could possibly have in this psychology classroom. I take out the psychology book that I’d been given on the day of my tour. 

     The class finishes rather quickly. When it ends, I take my time gathering my belongings so I won’t have to interact with anyone, but that plan quickly backfires. The boys in front of me were wearing their varsity jackets, each for different sports. “Hey lady. Where the hell are your voluptuous mounds?” “Yeah, and what’s with that bulge under your skirt?” “Ugly tranny!” One of them hits me. Then another. These are big strong guys, and there’re six of them. They hit me some more, cooing more insults. 

     Finally Ms. Burns steps in. “Detentions, all of you. Now, everyone, out!” I lag behind as the varsity buffoons walk out defeatedly. Ms. Burns walks over to me. “Evelyn, I run the GSA at this school. Everyone is very supportive of each other. I think you may like it there. We meet for an hour and a half every Monday and Thursday in room 502. Also, you are exempt from this detention. I didn’t want to give them another reason to hate you.” “Thank you,” I say. “Now get to class.”

     I transferred here to Madison Regional because I was kicked out of my previous school. I was so glad to leave. It was an all boys Catholic school that my father enrolled me in. I only recently came out to my parents. I was terrified that they’d kick me out of the house. They surprised me. They were extremely supportive even though my dad wanted me to continue to go to the Catholic school. That’s when I decided that I could not take the suppression any longer. I came out to my guidance counselor, who told the head of guidance, who told the principal, who decided I could not continue at the school. My dad was somewhat pissed, but he understood, and he sent me here to Madison.

     The school day crawls by, and eventually ends. I head to room 502. I almost make it too. The varsity buffoons are waiting right outside, and they're already picking on another boy on his way into the meeting. I hope they don't get a chance to hurt us.

Oliver Irwin

    By the end of the school day, I was beginning to think that perhaps they wouldn’t bother me today. I was completely mistaken. Right outside room 502, I’m stopped by the varsity jerks. “Hey faggots.” One of them calls. “Two ugly trannies side by side.” I look around. There’s a girl behind me, probably also on her way to room 502. One of them hits me.