The first two days of my freshmen year in high school I was a boy thanks to my English teacher Indira Gupta. It all started on my first day of English class when she called me Mr. Wilkins and I din’t bother to argue with her and tell her that I was a girl. I was not surprised that she called me a boy because I had been mistaken for one before. This is because I wear my hair natural and short, cut close to my scalp. That way I didn’t have to bother with relaxing, combing and straightening it. Everyone believed I was a boy. Tayshawn Williams, Zachary Rubin and Will Daniels even befriended me and asked if I could play ball with them after school. I accepted because I am not your usual girly girl. I preferred running and playing basketball to going shopping and having an interest in clothes.
At the end of the second day, my secret had been blown. Sarah figured out that I wasn’t a boy when I laughed at Brandon slip off a banana peel in the cafeteria. As a result, my first and second weeks of my freshmen year in high school were bad. I was called to the principal’s office to explain myself. I told him that it wasn’t my fault but my English teacher’s. Either way I was punished to write an essay on why lying is bad.
After this incidence, Tayshawn was the only person talking to me. He actually found that funny. Will was less happy and Zach totally ignored me. Tayshawn had so many questions to ask and so I decided to spice up my explanation by telling him that I was born a hermaphrodite. Incase you don’t know, a hermaphrodite is an animal or human born with both the male and female private parts. I made him promise that he won’t tell anyone but I was hoping he did. Tayshawn kept to his words and din’t tell a soul. I then decided to tell someone else who would spread the news. Next thing I knew I was back in Principal Paul’s office explaining myself. Why would I want anyone to think I was some kind of freak? Because I wanted them to pay attention to me. My parents were contacted and they confirmed that there was nothing wrong with me. My second punishment was an essay on the virtues of honesty.
Zach and I never spoke to each other in school. The first time we met was in central park, under a bridge. Winter of our junior year, middle of the day, a week day, a school day. Of course I remember all that, not because it was the first day we met but because it was the day of my first kiss. Zach and I were a secret. No one knew about our relationship because he had a girlfriend.
Zach is now over ignoring me and wants answers to why I lied so much, about being a boy and born as a hermaphrodite. This was the one person I did not want to lie to because he suddenly meant so much to me. We were curled up on his bed when he interrogated me. I tried to give him answers but most of the time avoided his questions. We got closer every time we were together but I could not tell him everything about my life, I wanted to but I didn’t know how.
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http://www.avert.org/teens-relationships.htm http://www.psychologytoday.com/articles/200109/can-men-and-women-be-friends http://www.dummies.com/how-to/content/recognizing-the-signs-of-true-love.html
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