Ink's P.O.V

Blue had been upset  and wouldn’t tell us why. I wished he would talk to us. I was pushed to the edge on the day I saw Blue crying. I sat down next to him and just waited till he noticed me. “Why are you here Ink?” despite crying two minutes ago Blue held his composure well. “Why are you upset? I won't judge!” I asked not in the mood to play games. Blue seemed to catch that mood in my voice because he got straight to the point. “I found out last week that I like other boys… or in better words I'm…” “Gay… yeah…” I finished the sentence for him,to Blue's surprise
“If it makes you feel better I'm… well… transgender” Those words echoed in my head. I expected a bombardment of names and insults but they never came. All I heard was a silent “Wow…” escape Blue's lips. “WOW… I never saw that coming. I-I don't know how to react … Just Wow… WAIT! We have been calling you by ‘she’ and ‘her’ pronouns this whole time! How come you never spoke up or anything?!?!” Blue was starting to get loud. “Not so loud blue! *sigh* It just brushed those pronouns off. I still didn't like it and sometimes I hated being trans because of those small annoyances but that is just life. Yeah I still hate being called she or her but I can deal with it . I still hate being the way I am sometimes but guess what?” “That's Just Life.”