How could he accept me this way.

God only knows what would happen if anyone were to find out.

My life would be ruined and all my friends would leave.

These were the thought that had been running through the girls mind all morning. It had been a great carefree summer break and she was having a great time being back with her family. That was all thrown out the window when she noticed her chest was starting to develop.

How could I be so careless.

I'm a fraud, no one could love a liar like me.

What will he think

These were the thoughts that made her cry on the drive back to the academy. She tried what she could to hide it but to no avail. Her parents tried to console her but couldnt understand the problem. She hated her higher pitched voiced that rang through the sobs.

How will everyone react.

How will he react.

He won't be able to stand the sight of me.

These were her thought as she finished unpacking and hugged her parents goodbye. She trudged towards her dorm room it looked exactly as she remembered it. Her roommate, the boy, had already gotten here but had only dropped his stuff off. She sat on her bed.

I love him.

This was the thought that played on repeat while she waited. What felt like hours of waiting only registerd as a couple minutes on the clock. She knew it was time. She couldnt lie forever.

She made her way to the gymnasium where the introduction to the school year was always held. And there he was. Surrounded by their other friends all laughing, telling stories of summer exploits.

As she got closer preasure began to build inside of her. And thats when he she was noticed. The boy looked up and presented that smile that she fell in love with years ago. And somehow it helped.The boy got up and walked over to her. Putting his hand on her shoulder.

"Hey Odd."

"Hey Ulrich."

"Hey everyone so yeah I wrote a short one shot. I read a story where Odd turned out to be a girl but it didn't really have much to do with it. So I figured why not try to write somthing around that premise. Hope it was ok.