The chances of me getting up to my bedroom without at least getting a black eye are pretty slim. My dad doesn't drink a lot. Actually he hasn't been drunk in a while. All I remember is that the last time he was, my mom drove me to my grandparents. He's yelling about work. So he got fired? I'll ask him in the morning when he's calmed down.
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Transgender || phan (book 1)
FanfictionA boy across from me is staring. Maybe it's because I'm looking through female hairstyles instead of men's. I glare at him. Homophobic trash... The boy who use to sit across from me is still there. As I pass him, his name gets called as well. Dan.
