He, She, Freak

Chapter Two- Tears

Great. Just fantastic. I didn't arrive at school before receiving an office referral, because of David the dumbass.

"Look what you fucking started fagget! " He whispered harshly and I clenched my jaw.

"First of all, don't call me a fucking fagget, second you called me a slut you bastered! And third stop acting like a fucking three year old, stop blaming me for everything!" I scolded and he continued to glare at me. Except it was in silence, instead of his continuous bickering.

The door opened with a creek and then, came Mr. Poppins. He was kind at times, but in situation like these. he looked as if he could tear your soul to shreds.

"Ms. Carvorn and Mr. Figgins, I can see by your faces, you have no liking to each other. What in the hell happened?" He asked, his face full of confusion, as in how the hell, I was able to cause an enormous bruise on his jaw, and rip his shirt.

"I was minding my business on the bus, sitting alone, when he sat next to me and insulted me. I told him to stop, and he said 'I can call you whatever I want. Slut' so I punched him in the face. He hit back and so on," I explained and shrugged as if it didn't bother me in the slightest.

"Is this true Figgins?" Mr. Poppins asked and he nodded his eyes on the floor.

"Geez, you guys act like I will break, I'm fine if anything I should be expelled for hitting him first. And plus it looks like I beat him up anyway.." I frowned at the bruise on his cheek.

"I'm not all that sorry about it, you treat me like shit everyday, so I feel like you deserved it," I shrugged and he growled at me.

"You're not a dog, stop acting like one. As well as, stop thinking that I'm afraid of you. Because I'm not," I bluntly put it and he clenched his teeth.

"Ms.Carvorn, quiet please! And Mr. Figgins step out of the office for a moment," He glared at me, and didn't stop even after David shut the door as he exited from the room.

"What?" I snapped as I glared back, his wavered for a millisecond before returning harder than before.

"That was unacceptable Carvorn! Detention for a month, get out of my office," He glowered and I rolled my eyes. Detention wasn't a big deal for me, I wasn't going to do anything big until at least six. Detention lasted until four. Not a big deal.

I walked out and passed Daniel. His glare created a smile on my lips, as I flipped him off.

"Calm yourself, the worst you'll get is detention, " I informed him and his eyes softened, then hardened into a stone cold glare again.

"Whatever bitch," He mumbled and I stopped at the door.

"Say that again. I fucking dare you, Figgin," I whispered harshly my eyes on his.

"I said whatever. Okay," His eye's didn't meet mine and I frowned. He looked scared.. No, I'm giving myself to much credit. It might've been because of something else.

"Whatever, best of luck you'll need it," I laughed before exiting the office. I headed to first period slowly, dreading the in coming lectures.

I slowly dragged himself up a flight of stairs, and was about to pass the boys bathroom when, Charlie dashed into the bathroom. His hands covered his face and he was sobbing into them.

I paused. Should I go in there? Well technically I can, I am a dude.. I wondered to myself as I stepped into the boys bathroom.

I hesitated for a few moment's before continuing in the bathroom and knocking on the stall Charlie had trapped himself into.

"Hey Charlie it's Dan, what happened?" I pleaded worry surfaced my words.

"Dan, you're not supposed to be in here.." Charlie tried to chuckle but only choked on a sob.

"I don't care, come out of there, please," I begged and a click sounded the room as he opened the stall.

When he was in sight I wrapped my arms around him, he froze before hugging back, and crying into my shoulder.

"Charlie can we get out of the bathroom so I don't get caught in here?" I whispered and he laughed as tears still escaped his eyes.

"Yeah, can you take me to the nurse? I'm want to go home," He whispered into my ear and I held him tighter, before letting him go and grabbing his hand.

"Do you want to talk about it?" I asked and he shook his head.

"I'll text you, I don't like when people see me cry," He hiccups, "It makes me feel so weak," He hiccups again and I squeeze his hand.

"Crying doesn't make you weak, crying actually is a stress reliever, it doesn't make you less of a guy," I told him and he gave me a smile.

"Thanks Dan. You know, you're the first friend I've had in a while.." He said and I wrapped my hand around his shoulder as he put his head on my shoulder.

"Really? I don't see why you're friendless," I say honestly and he hiccups.

"I-I'm feminine, sometimes I wear makeup and I get made fun of for it. I painted m-my nails pink, see," He showed me the nails I hadn't noticed this morning I met him.

"A-and they-" I stopped him.

"Who's they?" I asked and he shook his head.

"I don't want you to try to fight them, Dan, I've known you for less than three hours, and I already know that your not afraid to throw a punch. They don't play fair there's more of them, more fists, I don't want you getting hurt, okay?" He reasons with me and I let out a sigh.

"Okay, but continue?" I asked and he nodded and removed my hand from his shoulders.

"They, they were pushing me around, physically, and they were calling me, fag, bitch, gay, girl, and way worse names.." He heaved and let out a sob.

"I couldn't handle it Dan, I got away and ran, and they let me," He shook as he let out another sob.

"If I figure out who they are, I don't even care if I lose the fight, I will beat the living-"

"No, you said you wouldn't, " He stopped me and I looked over at him and nodded.

"Sorry, I won't, I won't, I won't, " I continue to repeat, I can't get into fights like I'll get money for what I'm doing. I think to myself and the nurses office appears in front of us.

"As long as we're friends I won't get into another fight, okay?" I promise and he smiles at me, as he disappears into the nurses office.

I sighed, I wasn't even sure I'd be able to stick with that promise. But I'll try, I definitely will try. For Charlie's sake.

I barely know this kid, I don't get how I became this attached to him, I wondered and the bell rang, alerting that it was lunch time, for the tenth graders, such as me.

Teens flooded the hallways, ninth graders fled hurriedly, as the tenth and eleventh graders walked alone or in groups. I walked alone until an arm wrapped around my shoulder, and a smile that was blinding came into my vision.

"Danny! Where have you bee- Oh god did you get in a fight with David again? What the hell did he do to you this time!" Megan, a girl with short shoulder length white dyed hair, and a face full of freckles exclaimed.

We got unwanted attention and they gasped as I rolled my eyes.

"If anything, you should be worried about David, I think I broke his nose," I shrugged and I let a smile gripped my lips.

Gabby looked at me disapprovingly, "Daniela, fighting isn't right! You can't do that, its not ladylike and you'll scare off the boy's. Do you want a boyfriend?! " She exclaimed and I shrugged. I honestly never thought about it. Did I? I asked myself and I didn't know.

"What are you a lesbian?" She laughed at me and I frowned.

"This is the second time I've been asked this, and I'm going to answer you like I did Charlie, no, I'm not a lesbian-"

"Charlie? You mean that gay kid? Why are you talking to him? He's weird," She made a face when she mentioned him and I frowned even deeper.

"He's not weird, he's different and he's not gay, he just prefers to wear makeup and paint his nails. He actually asked me out today, " I confessed and her eyes went wide.

"You didn't say yes did you?! That would be social suicide! " She exclaimed and my frown turned to a glare.

"I denied it, but If I had said yes, I wouldn't have cared, or gave two fucking shits if I was brought to the so called "bottom of this social status". He's my friend, so please take the fucking hint that I don't like when you say things like that about him, okay?" I asked my glare was threatening and she pulled up her hands in surrender.

"Sorry, geez," She mumbled and I rolled my eyes as I tried controlling my breaths.

"Sorry, I just- I have to go, see you at lunch I guess," I turned into an empty hallway and into the bathrooms. The tardy bell sounded as I walked into the bathroom.

I wheezed, "Breath, breath, breath... " I exhaled and inhaled slowly, my eyes closed and my body stopped shaking.

When, I'm angry I get overwhelmed and anxiety takes over, causing things to get ten times worse. I can't be mad around people, I'm scared I'll go psycho, and I don't want to be in a relationship due to my secret identity, and my temper. I don't want to hit the one I love, I don't want to scare them off.

I gripped the sink and heaved, I was panicking, I tried controlling my breaths again. But my mind was gone, off into the pit of hell where I couldn't grasp reality.

Tears were starting to blur my vision and I sobbed uncontrollably.

You'll never be loved with your temper!

You won't be loved because you're trans!

You'll lose your friends and family when you tell them!

Fag

You know you're nothing, just a waste of space

For gods sake you don't even look like a guy who will you manage to become one?!

You're just a mistake, no one really loves you

I sunk down to my knees and held myself. My thoughts fought for dominance as I tried breathing correctly.

"Oh my god! Are you okay?" The words seemed far away and barely audible as I looked up to see a blurred girl.

I shook my head and she came closer, and held me in a hug.

She whispered calm words to me, and the words seemed to quieten, I stained her shirt with tears.

I couldn't believe a stranger would help me, but I did help Charlie. I guess this is good Karma. I supposed to myself as my sobs lightened and I escaped into her words.

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Hey, I'm kind of sad today so I kind of mixed my emotions into this chapter. I get panic attacks and Anxiety attacks sometimes, but I suffer from Anxiety, I don't have anxiety attacks, I don't think, all the time but I feel it all over when I think. So, when Dan has a panic attack I understand how he's feeling, so if it's different for you, than I don't know what to say. I guess its different for everyone.