Colin Deso.
Captain of the football team. Member of the lacrosse team. Party animal. Straight.
Also my best friend. Has had my back ever since I told him who I was.
Bit odd, given our interests differ so much, and given that the people we usually hang around are so different, but somehow, it works.
Maeve.
Met her at districts. Got her number. we sang Schuyler Sisters together. I was Angelica, obviously.
She's also kind of cute.
Pat Bartosiewicz.
The only other queer kid I know of in my school. Gay. Introduced me to RuPaul's Drag Race. Other best friend. Also in districts with me.
Able to relate with me in ways no one else in my hellhole of a school can.
So....Yeah. Those are the few people I decided were worth mentioning, cuz they didn't reject me or attempt to delegitimize who I am.
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Lost Notes from a Time of Despair
RandomAn entirely randomized bunch of stories, complaints, and observations about being trans at an all-boys school. Sorry if I bitch about it a bit too much; trigger warning because some of the people I'm forced to attend school with are a-holes.
