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Stella seems to be upset, “Well, if you want, you can come to my house

tonight and we can make something together.”

I’m shocked and flustered (again), “Really?”

“Yeah, I don’t see why not. My mom has an amazing cupcake recipe that we

could use.”

I smile at her, “I’d love to.”

“Great!” She blushes and tilts her chin down before suddenly straightening

and exclaiming,” Oh, yeah! I forgot before, what are your pronouns?”

No one has asked me that before, and for some reason, I feel like I can trust

Stella with the truth, “He/him, I’m Trans.”

She doesn’t even blink before responding, “Hey cool, I’m a demigirl,

she/her.”

“Nice.”

“Yeah. Alright I’ll see you later, yeah?” she grins at me.

I smile back as we part ways to go to our lockers, “Definitely.”

***

I walk into my English class, the last class of the day. Miss. Camm smiles at

me as I sit in the desk in the front corner by the door. Just a few moments later, I

see a familiar head of red hair enter.

“Is this English 20-1?”

Miss. Camm brightens at Stella, “It sure is! You can take the seat beside

Parker.”

Stella grins when she sees me and I blush.
“So how’s your first day so far?” I ask, leaning toward her to get closer.

She shrugs, “It’s alright so far, better now that I know I have a class with
you.”

My face gets hotter, if that’s even possible.