"Derick! we have to go hurry up." I spring my body up hitting my head on my headbord. I really didn't want to leave this place, but papa and mama make the rules not me. sadly, I had to say goodbye to all of my friends and grandma too. I wasn't what you would call happy. " Are you ready?"
"sí mama." She just shakes her head, I totally forgot I had to speak English to her, not Spanish, it isn't easy but I can do it. "Yes Ma'am." I get out of bed and I go to the bathroom. I feel like crap. I haven't said bye to them yet, Maybe I should call? But then again it is very early so I doubt they're awake. I put on my out fit. Shorts with a jacket. We'd be in the car for most of the day so I though to get comfortable. "You ready Derick!?"
"Yes ma'am!" I put my socks and boots on and I run down the steps. Mama was making papa breakfast. "You get something from a fast food place." Father lowers his paper, "You need to gain weight. If I weren't your father I'd think you were a girl."
"James!" My mother hits his arm. He was right, I did have a girly shape, but I don't think gaining weight would help with that. "ok, we got everything in the car, so you hop in and we'll be right there." I nod, and go outside. I was cautious for a kid who lives next to me. Livy, she likes me, she said she had never seen a guy with such a girly figure, that I'm on of a kind, and her friends would be jealous because I'm different. She only wants me to "out boy her friends" as I call it. "Hey~ Derick Jones, the cutie next door."
"Livy! Livy... Hi, hello."
"You leaving already?"
"Yeah um... we uh, we had to.... W-why are you up so lat- I uh mean early?"
"to see you off. I can't let you leave without a good bye kiss~" She runs towards me, I run away. And so the chase begins, this is something I wouldn't miss, Livy, But the quiet is something I would miss the most, and the trees. Just nature in general. She continues to chase me around the alley way. I tripped. Livy gasped. I forgot I didn't get a chance to zip my jacket all the way. I hit my hand on the ground and cut my side on a piece of glass papa was cutting up a while ago, but never threw away. "oh... My... Gosh! you waist is smaller then I thought, You wear very baggy clothes for such a shape! I need to post this!" She takes a picture of me. "Livy! wait!"
"Look at his body, so weird on a guy, What do you all think, Is he disgusting?" She posted the picture, the description was painfully said out loud. "Hey!" I get up and I zip up my jacket. "Didn't I tell you to get into the car!? Just 'cause you want to flirt with Livy, doesn't mean you can disobey me! Get in the car!"
"Yes ma'am." I ignore the cut on my side, hoping it would heal by the time I get to the new house. I hop into the car, Not as angry as I should be. As far as I know livy has a privet account, and only friends people she knows in person. So her actions didn't affect me that much. I'm moving out of town anyways, so the words said about it wouldn't be heard by me. It was a few minutes of her staring at me on my phone, Looking for something to where in my gallery of me taking pictures of my favorite outfits. She finally left when my parents came into the car. "You ready?" I nod my head. The car starts and we're off. On the way to our final destination, We stop at papa's big back house to get me breakfast. "Can I just have a salad, I get full Pretty easily." My father shakes his head. "Hello, sir, may I have a big house burger, with a large fry, and a lemonade."
"You asked for a big house burger, with a large fry, and a lemonade, will that be all sir?"
"Yes"
"Ok, You may pull up to the first window."
"thank you." I guess I wasn't getting breakfast. Once we get our food, father passes the whole bag back to me. "Eat!"
"Yes sir." I look down at the bag, I couldn't eat this, even if I really wanted to, my body wouldn't hold it in. I start with the fries, I'll just eat the burger when I get hungry again. We got back on the road. My parents argued about my shape size and the stores we had to go to for things that could fit me well enough. The stores were mostly for womem. My father argued on the fact he gave birth to a boy not a girl, And my mom argued by that his son is still a boy, but he can't fit boys clothes. "It's not like i'm going to put him in a dress, or a tank top. He'll have clothes that arn't as girly as others."
"But not as manly as others, This is why he needs to eat, He need nutrition, something to help his body and that voice of his to grow, he sounds like a teenage girl, he might as well be one at this rate!"
"He has a disorder!"
"You just don't want to see the true facts, there is no disorder, you wanted a girl!"
"I love my son!"
"Then treat him like a son, Cut his hair, deepen that voice, and fix that stupid body of his!" I put my headphones on, roll over on my side facing the chair with my parents facing the back. "Twelve twenty-three. Dustin should be up now." I call him, no luck. Stella is most likely a sleep. She doesn't do mornings. Now what? I play "Maxed out" and try to drown out the sound of my parents. They'll most likely be fighting all the way to Louisiana, So I get comfortable. This is why I wore such a long jacket. I want to go to sleep.