Bees?

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"Mom! Where is my eyebrow pencil?!" I was so angry, it is not my fault she has no eyebrows and has no understanding of makeup. I may be a almost full fledge makeup artist, but she has no right stealing my products. She's not even a redhead like me. 

"Sorry sweetie, I used it all this morning." She comes out in her black bralette and white pants suit, making sure my mommy milkers were spilling out of the top. I wish I had her boobs, but sadly I am not there yet. I have only c cups, while I think she has J cups. She looks apologetic so I guess it's okay. "It's fine mom, just can you let me know when I'm low, I have a competition today." 

"Of course baby." She runs over and suffocates me in her boobs, they may be soft, but they have killed a man before. I miss the old gardener sometimes. 

I head to the bathroom where the rest of my stuff is, I notice my mirror is surprising more clean than usual. I guess the maid cleaned up my bathroom last night. I feel bad, I was at a party last night and she was here cleaning up my messes. Actually, wait she gets paid for that, never mind. I wonder if I could just wear what I wore last night to the competition. Maybe no one will notice. I don't think I met anyone from school last night. Except there was this one guy, he had fluffy brown hair that laid over his forehead. A beautiful set of brown eyes and a smirk that could kill a million. 

I'm afraid if I met him again he may not want to get closer. Besides my fear of emotions and opening up, I'm trans. My pronouns are she/her and I've been on estrogen for a couple of years now. I have came out to majority of school, however, Lilliana and her group still misgender me. Whatever, she can keep her fried hair and small penis boyfriend. 

I look back at the mirror and finish my makeup. I let my long curly red hair down from the clip and let it rest down my back. I put on my embroider blue sweater and a regular pair of jeans to finish the look. Not much, maybe a scrunchie could help. I add a blue and gold scrunchie and place my glasses on my face. Now I can add my 10 rings so I can start the day. I will win this talent show today, and no one can stop me!


After the usual ride with Jeffery, our limo driver, I get out at Morgan High. A semi prestigious school dedicated to educating the rich and intelligent. The school looks the usual, brown bricks, white columns, ugly roofing, dying shrubs. Even though it is a rich school, no one cares for the plants. I walk over and tap a bush, maybe one day someone can fix all this vegetation. 

"Hey whore, looking hot this morning." My best friend Holli Millweed ran over and hugged me. She knows how much I hate physical touch, but she's clingy and needs affection sometimes. She's wearing her usual attire, joggers and a baggy sweater. Not too appealing to the eyes, but her mommy milkers stand out. I sometimes debate if she is the spawn of my mother with those boobs. " Adelaide guess what!"

"What?" I hope she doesn't go on with 'no, you have to guess. Do not just say what for the answer.' That bit gets very old.

"Okay so Jakob's best friend is coming back from California and he's attending here for his last year. I am so excited to finally meet him, baby talks a lot about him. He apparently already came back, but is having fun before starting. I think he starts today." She continues to babble on, but what I am more surprised by is how her boyfriend showed excitement about something. Usually he only gets giddy with her, maybe this friend is something to meet. I hope he acts nothing like Jakob, I am not into scrawny gamer boys like Holli. "That is amazing, I am glad Jakob and you are happy." Holli looks a bit confused by this, wonder why.

"Are you okay? You look pale, nervous, scared, eyebrowless, and anxious. Did you meet someone? Is it the talent show? Wait don't tell me... your mom stole your eyebrow pencil and your nervous for the show, and afraid you're gonna be made fun of? No worries, I will be there to kick anyone's ass for you." God, she just goes on and on even when no one answers her. It's nice though that she loves and cares for me, also terrifying that she was right about 2/3 of my problems. I'm so glad I met her. "You know Holli, you're right, about all of that stuff." Before she jumps and smiles the bell cuts her off. Little goody goody give me a hug bye and lets me know I will be comforted later. I watch her run off to catch up with Jakob, she disappears in the crowd of students. Well, I guess I should make my way to homeroom before I get a tardy. I hear a weird buzzing noise and realize it is a bee flying around me. I'm not allergic to them or anything they're just despicably annoying. 

"Hey lady, watch out!" I feel a man jump on top of me, covering my whole body with his. I don't know if I am more surprised by a taller person or a man jumping on top of me. Wait, is this a molester? A kidnapper? A kidnapper might not be too bad though. "Hey fatass, get off me. What's your problem anyway." The moment I say this I feel a sense of regret. Maybe fatass was too strong. 

He gets up and helps me up. When I open my eyes, I realize that it's the kid from the party. He's wearing exactly what he wore last night, but slept in and messy. He looks a bit embarrassed, maybe he realized. "Sorry, I just saw a bee and didn't know if you were allergic. I know I'm allergic so I know how bad it can be. I apologize for jumping on you, that was not cool. Well, I'll leave now, sorry again." He picks up his bag and walks off into the crowd that grows dimmer and dimmer. 

What the hell just happened, did he just protect me from a bee? 

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