"Everyone's staring at me!" Dan mumbled, starting to walk down the school corridor just that little bit faster. He had officially come out as a boy that morning and now he was the talk of the school.
"Let them stare! You're cute as hell, who wouldn't want to stare?" Abby told him, glaring at the idiots who were making her best friend uncomfortable.
"Thanks Abby," Dan smiled a little at her comment.
"Do you want to come over to mine when school's over? I have a bunch of clothes you can try on and we could cut your hair!" Phil asked, looking over at his two friends. The three of them had grown up together. They lived next door to each other and since their parents were all really close, they had become close as well.
"Yeah, the sounds good," Dan said, nodding his head a little. The bell went for their next class so they darted into the history classroom, luckily sitting down right before their teacher walked in.
"Alright class, turn to page 14, please!"
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Once Mr. Edwards had finally finished dishing out homework, they were free to leave. Abby rushed out of the classroom as quick as she could and was soon followed by the boys.
"Who's picking us up?" Dan asked as the three friends headed out of the school, trying to avoid being knocked over by the rowdy Year 11's. They were in Year 10, but the Year 11's scared the hell out of them anyway.
"It's my mum tonight I think, or maybe your Dad? I guess we'll see!" Phil replied, the three of them laughing at that. Their parent's were terrible at arranging pick ups - they'd had to walk home more than once because they'd just totally forgotten! They finally emerged from the crowd and quickly spotted the familiar dark red car.
"Well, turn's out it's neither!" Abby joked, shaking her head when she saw her Dad's car. The three teenagers hurried over to the car and got in, Abby taking the front seat and the two boys in the back.
"Hi, Dad!" Abby said happily, reaching over to hug him.
"Hey kids, how was school?" He asked, hugging his daughter before turning on the car again and driving down the road.
"I came out," Dan told him nervously.
"Really? That's great Dan! How did everyone take it?"
"I mean, nobody said anything mean, they're just staring a lot."
"I guess that was to be expected, though."
"Yeah, hopefully they'll stop soon, though, I don't like all the attention," Dan admitted, smiling as they turned down the familiar street.
"Oh, Dad, can I go over to Phils?" Abby asked, suddenly remembering what she had meant to ask her Dad when they first got in the car.
"Sure, you staying for tea?" He asked, turning his head to look at her.
"Yeah, probably," She answered, turning to look at Phil for confirmation.
"That should be fine, we can always check with mum when we get home," He said, nodding his head.
"Alright, I'll tell your mum. I suppose you're going as well, Dan?"
"Yeah, I just need to text my mum," He told the older man, pulling his phone out to text his mum.
They pulled up outside of their houses and they all got out of the car, the three teenagers rushing over to Phil's house while Abby's Dad headed into his own home.
"Mum!" Phil called, shutting the door behind him. A middle-aged lady with brown hair walked out of the kitchen, smiling at them.
"Hello dear, how was school?"
"Good, Dan came out," Phil told her, sniffing the air, "Are you baking cookies?"
"Yes but they are for after you've had your dinner," She said, "Are you two staying for tea?"
"If that's alright with you?" Dan asked politely.
"Of course it is dear! Now you three, run along, I'm sure you have important things to be doing."
They ran up the stairs and into Phil's bedroom. It was covered in posters of every kind and there was DVD' and Video Games laying about the floor.
"Alright, what should we do first?" Phil asked, kicking some of the boxes under his bed to make more room.
"Dan should totally try on your clothes! We can do a mini fashion show!" Abby exclaimed excitedly.
"What do you say Dan?" Phil asked, also excited at the prospect of seeing the younger boy in his clothes.
"I definitely want to do a fashion show! But it'll look stupid with my hair!" Dan commented, tugging distastefully at his hair.
"Can I cut your hair?" Abby exclaimed, excited.
"Don't we have to ask your parent's first?" Phil asked, looking at Dan. He just shrugged.
"Probably, she won't be that bothered, but it will probably be a good idea to warn her first!" Dan said, pulling out his phone.
"Yeah, don't just go home with short hair without warning her! She might have a heart attack from how manly you'll look!" Abby joked, giggling.
"I'll call, one sec," Dan said, dialing his mum's number. She picked up after a few rings.
"Hey mum, can Phil and Abby cut my hair?" He asked, getting straight to the point.
"Um, do they know what they're doing?" His mum asked hesitantly.
"Yeah, of course, Abby used to work down at that hairdressers!" He told her.
"Okay then, but I'm not helping you if it goes bad!" She hung up right after that.
"She said yes!" Dan told them happily, a huge smile on his face.
"Yay!" Abby grinned, "I'm going to need scissors and those hair clip things?"
"I can get you scissors, I'm not sure about hair clips," Phil said, pulling a pair of scissors out of the drawer in his desk.
"Alright, I'll go down to the shops and get some, can you get a tarp to cover the floor? Unless you want hair covering your carpet, of course," Abby instructed, checking her pockets to make sure she had enough money.
"Alright, thanks, Abby!" Dan grinned, watching as their friend left the room. Once she was gone, he turned round to face Phil.
"Come on, let's find a tarp or something," Dan suggested. The two boys asked Phil's Dad and he quickly found them one in the shed. Once they had set it all up, they sat down on Phil's bed.
*Beep*
Dan checked his phone and saw that he had a text message.
'Hi, Daniella. I really like you, and you're really pretty, so I was thinking, maybe we could go out sometime? Get back to me yeah?'
"Who's it from?" Phil asked, reading it over Dan's shoulder.
"Blake, football captain," he muttered sadly, trying not to show how badly the message had affected him.
"Danny, what's wrong? He wasn't at school today so he doesn't know," Phil asked softly, noticing how upset his best friend was.
"I know, I just, well I wish that this wouldn't take so long. I know I'm lucky that everyone's accepting me and my parent's have already made me a doctor's appointment so we can start the process to get T but honestly, I wish I could just be a boy now! Sometime's I'm not sure this is worth it. I'm never going to be a boy, not completely, so what's the point! People are spending their time and money on me and what's the point! I'm a fuck up! It's all so fucking pointless!" Dan ranted, falling back onto the bed, burying his face in his hands.
"Hey, I know it's hard, but you're going to make this. One day you're going to look back and be so glad that you didn't give up. This isn't pointless okay? You're worth every second and every penny. We love you Dan. Your parents, my parents, Abby, her parents and me. I love you. A lot. You're not worthless, you're worth everything to me. You're my world. So don't think for even one-"
All of a sudden, Dan pressed his lips to Phils, his lips moving against Phil's in the oldest dance known to mankind. Phil froze for a second, before realising what was happening and smiling into the kiss.
The door flew open but they didn't notice it, too caught up in their perfect moment. Abby just stood there, slightly shocked, but a pleased smirk settling on her face.
"Did I miss something?"