Moving to London, finally. New people, new home, new life. You can forget all of your problems back in North America, with the help of someone special... _____________ Forewarning: I wrote this story many years ago, so I apologize for all the spelling mistakes, grammar issues and the overall overused plot. My writing has since improved, but I'd rather not edit and correct all these things for the sake of looking back on how much I've grown and changed, writing-wise. Thanks for your understanding!

My name isn't Jacqueline, it's Jack. And I am a boy. Jack McLoughlin is a transgender 17-year-old in his Junior year at a new highschool. He's living alone in a small apartment and works every day at the Starbucks down the street. He's short and insecure, but has a passion for art. But he finds another love of his after he bumps into a tall boy in the hallway.

( ( slow updates ) ) Five years have passed since your wedding day, you now live happily with your husband, Dan, and your two beautiful daughters. Everything seems perfect - but, of course, nothing lasts forever. You tried your hardest to forget all of the unforgettable memories, but your broken past only comes back to haunt you...