MissUnderstood
Fangirl Gamer
I'm the class prankster. Many people don't take me seriously, for I'm usually the troublemaker. People usually hate me before they even speak with me, because there are so many bad rumours about me. You're the class jock. Everybody instantly takes a shining to you. You're the cool guy that everybody wants to be friends with. Naturally, you and I are the best of buds. The hated and the loved tend to go together so well. A little too well, actually. We've both started to develop feelings for each other. Only problem is...neither of us are gay.
But, you see, the thing is, I'm not a boy. What if I told you I was transgender? Um...yeah...It was forced upon me. My father was completely crazy, and didn't want a daughter. I was raised a boy. For the longest time, I had actually thought I was a boy. But even since then, I remained a boy, because I didn't know how to be a girl. My father's dead, so it's not like I'm being forced to do this anymore. But, nobody can tell I'm female.
But...you don't know this. I don't know if I want to tell you. Would it be worth it? Giving out my secret, just so we could be together? Or should I just ignore these feelings?
But, you see, the thing is, I'm not a boy. What if I told you I was transgender? Um...yeah...It was forced upon me. My father was completely crazy, and didn't want a daughter. I was raised a boy. For the longest time, I had actually thought I was a boy. But even since then, I remained a boy, because I didn't know how to be a girl. My father's dead, so it's not like I'm being forced to do this anymore. But, nobody can tell I'm female.
But...you don't know this. I don't know if I want to tell you. Would it be worth it? Giving out my secret, just so we could be together? Or should I just ignore these feelings?
