Darcy sat in her room, twiddling her hands together nervously. She had been having strange thoughts lately; the thoughts made her curl her toes and made her stomach twist into knots. She hated this uncertain feeling, it made her so scared and made her legs go numb, she was so afraid of rejection, so afraid of how people would react. But she knew what she felt and she was sure she knew who she was, she just wasn't so sure if she should do something about it, should she keep it a secret? Maybe she should. It would be easier, for the people around her anyway, it would be easier if they didn't know, but, so, so much harder for her. She would have to live her life being a person she knew she was not. She pushed up her black sunglasses which were slipping off her nose as she stared at the floor from her position on her bed. She just sat there wearily, her stomach in knots and her legs weak with nerves. She had decided to start out with something small, something that wouldn't be questioned too much. She sat up shakily, and then walked out of her room the uncertain knotting in her stomach getting tighter and tighter with each step.

She walked to her big brother's room, her long blonde hair in a mess because she hadn't been sleeping lately, she just kept tossing and turning in bed, and the dark circles under her eyes would have raised questions if they weren't hidden by her sunglasses. She sniffed once, she was sure the lack of sleep was ruining her immune system, but she couldn't do anything to help with her insomnia, not until all this was over. She opened her brother's door and peaked in, he was awake sitting on his bed and playing his Xbox, she took a step in and his head flung over to where she was standing, he was giving her a piercing look, she could tell even when he had sunglasses on, his were like hers but pointy. She had some like his a while back, but she found them inconvenient and they got her more stares than her eyes would have. Her eyes were a bloody red, and she got made fun of for them, people calling her a devil or a vampire, so she just started wearing shades all the time, they were better than all the sneering.

"Hey, what is it?" Her brother asked, his legs were folded into a chriscross position and he paused his game, putting his elbow on his knee and resting his head on his hand.

"H-Hey." She said nervously, her stomach twisted and flopped out inside her, and her brain kept muttering 'go back, go back now, it's not too late.'

She cleared her throat "Hey." She said more confidently. "I was wondering if you could cut my hair, it's getting out of hand."

Her brother scoffed at her "Psh, yeah you're telling me, you look like a mess, Lil sis."

Lil sis, the words made her feel so guilty and nervous like you wouldn't believe, she wasn't a Lil sis; no, far from it.

"Yeah I know, that's why I asked you, asshole." She muttered, crossing her arms and rolling her eyes despite the fact that no one could see her eyes.

Her brother just scoffed at her, shaking his head. "Fine, yeah, lets get this shit over with." He muttered, flinging his controller to the side so it landed on his bed.

"So just like the normal style you like, right?" He asked, cracking his long fingers and crossing to the bathroom which had the hair cutting supplies in it.

"A-Actually." She stuttered, she held her arms closer to her chest and swallowed heavily.

"Actually what?" Bro called, she could hear the classing from the bathroom as he threw things aside to find the scissors.

"I was wondering if you could cut my hair short…or like, shorter, a pixie cut." She asked, Bro's head looked around the corner.

"A pixie cut?" He asked, stepping out of the bathroom with the hair cutting supplies.

"Yeah bro, I just said that didn't I? It would just be comfier, summers coming up and hair is hot, you know?" She muttered. He just shrugged at Darcy a questing look on his face, hidden behind his glasses.

"Alright, it's your hair I guess." He walked out of the room and Darcy followed, her feet shuffling nervously behind her, she sat on the stool in the kitchen and Bro wrapped a towel around her shoulders, brushed out her hair, and then began snipping at the hair, Darcy smiled shakily watching the long locks fall to the floor, this was working better than she had hoped, a little tension let up in her stomach and she felt a little relived, calmer than before. Something was going right.