School went on until the final bell rang. I waited until it was just David and I in the room. I got up and looked at David. He was tapping his foot nervously as if he wanted to speak but was too scared to.

"What?" I finally asked as I grabbed my stuff.

"I was wondering where you were at lunch," David said. There was nervousness in his eye but there was something else in there too. He was lying. It was a stupid lie.

"You know," I told him," I hate lairs." I turned and glared at him. You could see the sweat pouring off of him and he swallowed nervously.

"Okay, I lied. I was wondering what happened between you and your sister," he asked.

"Y-you followed me?!" I practically yelled. I felt my face heating up and my eyes pricked with tears. Even though David couldn't see my face, he could feel my anger.

     "I'm sor-," David tried to apologize but I didn't hear the rest of it as I stormed out of the room and out of school. I was always all full of joy and I was always seeing the best part of things but now I'm becoming bland and sad. I know that I need to get my head out of my butt but I just can't.

     There are kids starving all around the world and I'm here crying because I think I'm a guy. I should stop feeling so sorry for myself.  I'm so stupid.

~

   I opened my door and was tackled into a hug. I shoved the person off and peered into the chocolate orbs that pierced through my soul.

     "How did you get in Evan?" I asked him carefully.

     "Luke let me in," he told me with a large smile. I was feeling pretty bad for myself and seeing that bright smile made me feel good. I smiled along with him for a few seconds before my smile fell.

     "I need to speak to Luke," I let out slowly. I pushed a starled Evan way from me. I walked into my apartment and shut the door behind me, not letting Evan in. Evan banged at the door but I ignored him.

"Luke?" I called out. My bed creaked and Luke was in front of me, towering over me.

"At our service," Luke bowed.

"You can hang with me until the end of the year, then I'm leaving," I told him. His smile grew wide and his eyes sparkled.

"Your sister will be so happy Jonathan," Luke gushed. I sighed loudly and let the words slip out of my mouth before I could stop them.

"Please," I asked him," call me Juliana." Luke gasped but didn't say anything else. I walked slowly into my room and dropped to my knees. I looked under my bed and grabbed what I was looking for. I pulled out a unopened suitcase.

     "At first I couldn't believe I paid twenty five dollars to bring a useless bag across the world with me but now I'm glad," I whispered as tears slashed onto the purple outside. I really didn't want to do this. No boy wants to wear girl clothes but I'm no boy.

    What I feel inside doesn't matter. What matters is what's down under and I happen to be a girl. I'm a girl. I'm a girl and it hurts so bad to say these words. I sobbed harder and hugged myself. Suddenly, warm arms clasped around me. I could care less about whose arms they were so I snuggled into them.

After a bit of crying, I stopped. I peeled myself away from Evan. I pushed him away from me for the second time today. I ignored Evan and opened the suitcase. I pulled out a crop top with #yolo in rainbow spread across it, a black tank top, and a pair of light blue pants.

"Jon, what ar-," Evan started to say before he cut himself off," No. Don't."

"Please leave Evan," I whispered.

"No, I refuse to leave," Evan began to argue.

"You heard the lady, leave," Luke grunted out. Evan looked at me with sad eyes before leaving.

"You're so luck that you're a guy," I told Evan as he shut the door. "Unlike me," I whispered out.