Chapter 8:

I groan as the alarm goes off. I feel Darwin lightly slid me off his chest and and onto the bed. I throw the blankets across the bed and roll out of my comfy tomb.

I stretch sprawling all my limbs on the floor. I roll over and look at Darwin as he slips on a green t-shirt. I remember when Mom and Dad had to replace an entire wardrobe basically overnight. He went from teenager to young adult in one night. I've never really hit a growths burst like everyone else did. It was a so embarrassed when school started back up. Everyone else had grown at least three inches over the summer. I hadn't even gained weight over that summer; I lost ten pounds.

I get up and grab my tan and brown sweater and one of my white t-shirts. I slip them on and open my closet.

I grab one of the pairs of blue jeans. I walk out of the and into the bathroom.

I grab my toothbrush and begin brushing the K-9's in my mouth. I was one of the only people with this sharp of teeth, besides Tina.

After a moment of brushing my teeth Darwin walks in.

"Morning.."He says grabbing his toothbrush.

I grumble a good morning and spit into the sink.

I feel him lean in and softly speak into my ear.

"Gumball...I think we should talk about last night."

I look at him for a moment.

"So.. did you like it?" He says pulling away from me and spitting.

I spit into the sink

"Yeah..." I could barely muster a whisper. Heck I loved it. I want to do it again. Last night was a perfect memory. Not even Penny could make me feel like that.
He spits and puts his tooth brush back into the glass cup.

"So should we... date?" He says fixing his hair in the mirror.

I spit into the sink.

"Did you like it?" I turn and look at Darwin over my shoulder. He was looking at the floor.

"Yeah..." He whispers giving me a smile.

"We both like each other..." I trail off asking the silent question of our relationship.

"What about you and Penny?" He asks grabbing his comb out of the medicine cabinet.

If she can't stay faithful then I don't think it will work out.

I'm talking about the girl that I was head over heels in love with for six years!

ME. Not Tobias.

She broke my trust. And didn't bother to glue it back together.

"She cheated on me."

"So you two broke up then?"

"Not officially... But I don't think it will work out."

I grab my clothes and put my toothbrush next to his in the glass cup.

"So that's it then? We're just...together now?"

"I guess so. Should we... celebrate... or something?"

There was an awkward moment of silence before he pressed his warm lips against mine. He took my hands in his and pulled me around my the door. He raises my hands over my head and presses my body against the door. I feel his tongue invade my mouth and start to wrestle with my tongue.

After a while of this he pulls away and gives me a light kiss on the forehead.

"We're gonna be a cute couple." He says pulling me back on the other side of him and opening the door.

I watch as my new boyfriend gives me a playful roll of his eyes and walks away.

I could barely muster the strength to walk to our room and close the door. I stand there for a moment gathering the strength to lock the door and close the curtains.

I take off all my clothes. My eyes catch the reflection of myself in the mirror on the back of our door. My eye was sickly colour combination of purple and black. I could barely open it.

I slip my white shirt and tan sweater on.

My thoughts travel to the little chest I have under the bed. I had all of the girls stuff I've bought over the months since Dad taught me about 'gender roles'.It's mainly full of skirts. I've only got one pair of panties. They're white with pink around the edges and there's a little pink bow on the middle of the front. It's really cute. It's one of the only reasons I bought It.

I've tried to avoid wearing any girls clothing ever since Dad found me in a dress.

Could I get away with wearing my panties to school?

I'll only be sitting in one room all day writing. I wouldn't have to change like every other day.

I smile as I close the blinds and lock the doors. I slide the wooden box out from under my bed as quietly as possible. I open it and see my collection of dresses and skirts. After some digging I pull out the panties. I slip them on and put up the box. They still fit way better than my boxer briefs. I smile as I slip the rest of my regular outfit on.

I open the door and walk down stairs. When I walk into the living room everything seems brighter and happier.

Maybe that's the medicine kicking in.

My smile widens even further as I see Darwin waiting by the door.

I stick my tongue out and catch some snowflakes we walk through the light layer of snow in our front yard.

All four of us walk to the bus stop. As we walked everything seemed to get happier and happier. Each snowflake seemed to wink at me.

When the bus pulls up we hop on and Darwin and I sit in the first seat.

I sit by the window. I feel Darwin's hand hold mine. I scoot closer to him and look in the mirror. Penny was sitting across the aisle from Tobias and was talking to Masami. Banana joe was sitting by Tobias and he was ,as usual , trying to show off his biceps. Teri was Rubbing hand sanitizer on her arms.

"Well you're a happy little kitty, aren't you?" Darwin says as we pull up to school.

"I'm just having a really good morning Darwin" I say. Darwin gets up and joins the line out.

Once the line isn't a messy crowd I join. I make my way to my locker and open it. The creak it makes sounds like it was ripped straight from a horror movie.

"So how does it feel to know that Penny has a real man now?" I hear a voice say behind me.

Tobais.

"Well, It's nice to know that Penny isn't faithful."

I turn to see him in front of a group people. Most of them were probably only there because he's rich.

"No, you have it all wrong. She is faithful. Just not to queers like you." He says opening his locker across the hall. I toss my entire bag into the locker and close it.

I hear the bell ring and start to make my way to prison.

I stop just before walking into the door.

I take a deep breath and walk in.

"Name?" A really strict looking teacher asks pushing her glasses up.

"Gumball Watterson." I say. The room changed since I was last here. Instead of desks there are tables. Nine of them to be exact.

"Table nine." I walk to the empty table in the back of the room.

It couldn't get any worse.

Then the high schoolers walk in.


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