#transgenderjalex

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Alex is a painter who is sick of hiding what he feels.

"So what if I was just a painter painting houses on the rich blue coast? Would you ever try to leave me For somebody who deserves you most?"

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“I’m not sick and I’m not broken. There’s nothing to change! I’m happy with myself, and as far as I’m concerned, so is God. Why can’t you see that?”

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“What?” I asked, feeling my toes dig more into the warm sand the longer we stood in place. I looked up, staring into the light brown eyes that never fail to make my heart skip. He looked away, shaking his head while his lip slipped between his teeth. I frowned, reaching forward to grab his cold hands. I intertwined our fingers, squeezing tight at the limp feel of his against mine. “You.” He sighed, dropping his head down to look at our tangled hands. “Me?” I whispered, feeling my stomach somersault. “You.” He repeated quietly, squeezing my hands back. “What about me?” I wondered, licking my dry lips. “I don’t know.” He revealed, falling quiet as the breeze hit us. “You make me…feel something.” I grinned, pulling his hands into my chest while I tilted my head up. He looked down at me, slowly licking his lips before leaning down to press our foreheads together. “Is that a good thing?” I questioned, feeling a familiar rush of butterflies as his breath hit my lips. “I don’t know.” He answered, pressing our lips together.

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Jack has a secret that she has to tell before she drowns in it.

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Jack just wants to be someone else.

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When Alex first tells Jack he doesn’t feel like he’s been dressing the right way, Jack is a little confused.

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Jack’s starting his life over. New town, new school… how long can he keep his secret from going public?