I always go over to his apartment if we hang out. Since there's really no one to "monitor" us, it just makes the whole thing easier. But I get extremely pissed when my parents ask me if Dan can come over to my house. It's gotten to the point where they're convinced Dan is an imaginary person who their son has made up. And that "going over to his house" means stalking off somewhere in town to be alone.
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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.
