I hate this. Waking up everyday. Putting on makeup. I hate it. Why can't I just be me? I should stop doing all of this and be the real me. A guy, well some one that wants, and needs to be. I look in the mirror, foundation on, contour, and lipstick. I glance at the makeup wipes.
No I've got to be feminine. A girl that's what I am and always will be. I feel myself tearing up, a tear rolls down my cheek, I wipe it carefully with my hand. I get up and grab my bag. Here we go again. I walk to my mom's closed door. "Bye momma, I love you" I yell. "I love you too baby." She says back tiredly. I walk out the door. Fuck. I don't wanna go.
I walk into school. People walking through the hallways. No one talking to me. "What's up Dan" I hear Ana call out. Well at least my friend is still..my friend. I walk over to her. Her brown hair with blonde tips at the end. "What's up!" I say, smiling. "Yo, there's this new guy coming to school, I don't know his name. But I think it's start with a 'p'." She says squinting her eyes and furrowing her eyebrows. "Oh really. Probably a fuck boy." I reply. I mean hey they usually are.
By the way. Ana is my only friend. She knows I'm trans, but she understands why I still wear makeup and dress femininely. She tells me I should be myself. But it's hard, the thoughts that run through my head on what people will think of me.
The bell rings. Shit. "Yo ima go. See ya bro" Ana says holding her hand out. I pull her in by hand and Pull back. "See ya"
I walk into 1st period. Oh no Tyler. "What's up Dan!!" He yells out loud. "My name is Daniella." I tell him rolling my eyes. "That's not what I heard, I heard that you're a tranny. Hmm. Does that mean you have a dick?" He says rudely, his whole clique laughing.
I sit down at my table. Andrew and Trina looking at me. "Fuck off." I tell them. I put my headphones in. Music feeling my ears. Ah, the only things that keeps me together. Legend by twenty one pilots feels my ears. I close my eyes for a few seconds. I open them, seeing a guy with black hair in front of me, both earbuds in, and looking nervous.
He puts his bag down shakily. Sitting down and taking one earbud out he looks at me. He smiles, I take my ear bud out too. "H-hi I'm Phil." He says holding his hand out. Okay, weird, who gives handshakes to a person you don't know.
"I'm Daniella." I say, cringing inside at my stupid name. I shake his hand. We pull apart. "You must be the new kid?" I ask him. Already knowing. He rubs the back of his neck slightly "oh..so the word got around." He says. "You like this school?" I ask him. "I mean it's okay. I used to be homeschooled. So it's new and I'm nervous as hell." He replies looking at me. He goes to rummage through his bag.
I look at the board seeing what I have to do. He's pretty cute. Shit.
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Daniella/Dan•A Phanfiction
FanfictionDan is transgender. He thinks that no one will ever love him. I mean who would, with some one who's a guy on the inside and a girl on the outside. --•-- Phil is Cisgender. Your norm. He moves to a new town. With no friends. No real lovely family. A...
