Tristin
I've never been daddy's princess. I guess i always knew i was different from the other kids. Of course i didn't fully understand till i was 12 and started getting boobs. I knew immediately they weren't supposed to be there. I cried to my mother for weeks about how something was wrong with me. When i was a child i told my father that i was a boy. He just let me believe i was whatever i wanted to be. Of course my mother on the other hand hated it. She cried one night when i was 13. I had gotten to the flat around 6 and heard my mum shout at my father.
"What do i do? I can't loose my little girl". My father calmly told her that maybe i wasn't supposed to be her little girl. Of course my mum stormed off to my grandmums house, hitting me with the door on the way out.
"You are a disgrace to us all." she screamed at me as she left. I didn't cry. Later that night i asked my father if mum wished i was dead. Of course he said no. My mum had accepted me before Charlie. Two weeks before my birthday my brother Charlie was in an accident. I didn't grow up with Charlie but i remembered once when i was little he asked me if i wanted to be a boy. I told him that i prayed every night i would wake up a boy.
"Tris you can be whatever you want. We love you no matter what" he told me as he kissed me goodnight. The day he left for school he whispered into my ear as he hugged me.
"i'll miss you little brother" i cried for weeks. That was the last thing he ever said to me. After he had been in school for a bit he would call me and see how i was doing, till one day the calls stopped. I saw him in hospital only once. He looked dead already. By the time my birthday came he was gone. My parents forgot all about my birthday. A few days later i received a card in the post.
Dear Tris,
i miss you loads. Tell mum and pa that i miss them too. I'm so sorry to miss your birthday. You know twelve is pretty big? Remember that i will always be here for you. You will always be my little brother Tris. No matter what. Don't ever give up little bro.
Love charlie
I read the letter over and over again. The next day i cut all my hair off. Well i shaved it off and left the top a floofy mess. I walked down stairs and was greeted with laughter from my father. i laughed to. We laughed till we cried, then he fixed my hair. After that, to my father i was his son. When i returned to school i was made fun of. At first the harassment was tolerable. Until i got beat up. The school didn't care. I left. My dad insisted i move. Two weeks later i woke up to a blaring alarm.
"Shitttt" i yelled as i looked over at the clock. I had 20 minutes to shower, dress myself, tame my wild, curly hair, and eat. Slowly i pulled myself up from my bed. I stood up and walked over to my dresser. I grabbed out a very large jumper and some black jeans. I threw them onto the bathroom floor and turned to grab a towel from the closet. I then half ran back to the bathroom and locked the door. I turned on the water and climbed in. The water ran down my warm skin. I rubbed my eyes and tried not to think to much about the day. After about five minutes i climbed back out and pulled the towel on my head. I half dried my self off then started pulling on clothing. I stared at my body, hating what i saw, i rubbed my eyes then pulled my binder on. I then pulled on my jumper and set off to start my day. On my way out of my room i grabbed a pair of black socks and a pair of red vans. I grabbed my backpack from the stool and walked out to the kitchen.
Our flat had a master bedroom with a bathroom, A second bedroom with a bathroom, another bedroom, and a guest bathroom. My dog Creature greeted me in the living room. He jumped up onto me and licked my face. I laughed and pushed him softly down. I walked into the kitchen and grabbed an apple and my keys from the hook.
When i turned 15 my dad insisted on buying me car. I didn't want anything all that great but he insisted. My mum went to medical school at Harvard so she had a pretty high paying job. My dad owns his own company that makes video games so he makes quiet a lot of money too. A lot of people call us rich which always makes me feel a bit weird but i know they are right. Of course this doesn't mean i can get everything i want but it is pretty cool. I have an agreement with dad. If i make it through Junior year at Luckland i can get top surgery. I mean it's a pretty great motivator.
Anyways i grabbed my keys and hopped into my car. It was warm and i was cold. As i turned the ignition my phone started buzzing.
"Good morning" My dad, happily said through the phone
"Whats up pa?" i asked as i turned out of the driveway
"You take your next T shot tomorrow" he said, to himself really,
"Whats really up?" i asked knowing that he was delaying
"Remember our deal?" he said "I've got to go, work. I love you. Call me when you get home"
"Bye" i said quietly and hung up, tossing my phone onto the passenger seat. As i pulled into the parking lot i noticed lots of cars. There were loads of students talking by cars or walking into the building. I took a deep breath and opened the door. I walked over to the passenger side and grabbed my phone and my backpack. I shut and locked the door. I stared at the door, worried i walked over to the front doors. Thank god no one seemed to notice me. As i walked in, silence hit me smack in the face. The lady at the desk gave me a small smile as i walked over to the desk.
"Tristin?" she asked still smiling
"Yea" i said in reply. She then pointed to a door to the right, busy answering the ringing phone. Slowly i walked over to the door and knocked twice. I heard someone shout come in so i slowly opened the closed door. As i peeked in i saw two males sitting in chairs around a desk. The first looked to be older, the principle most likely. He had dark brown hair and calm green eyes. Then, slowly my eyes shifted over to the second guy. He had light brown hair, shaved on the sides but left longer on top. He looked to be at least 5 inches taller then me. He had several piercings in his ear and to hooks on the right side of his lip. He had stunning bright green eyes. He stuck his hand out to greet me and i froze.
"This is Courtland" the principle said. I couldn't move.
Courtland
Courtland
Courttt....
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