Class with Donna (U)

Walking into your classroom was like a blur. The fleeting people around you, walking by. Today was a special day. People did dress weirdly. You weren’t the only one who did the opposite day. You can see jocks joking around with wigs. Girls trying to act like guys by wearing sunglasses indoors.

They all stand out. Every single one of them sticks out like a sore thumb. But you on the other hand don’t. You really don’t want to think too deeply about it. You have your suspicions but you don’t want to admit to it.

Maybe you were just feminine without realizing it.

However you don’t want to reach that conclusion whatsoever. You ignore that part of your brain nagging at you. You come up with excuses and fleeting thoughts to shoo it away. It's just one day you say to yourself. Over and over until you fall into your own delusions.

Without realizing it you are at your next class with Donna. It is not until you sit down at your desk that you realize where you are. With Donna herself snapping you out of reality

“Hey, new girl that seat's tak-” Donna says towering over you. But she stops as she realizes who she's talking to. She turns her head away embarrassed. She sits down in her seat that was right next to you.

Hearing her mistake you as a “new girl” makes your face red with embarrassment. You really didn’t want to confront Donna about it. You don’t want to bring up the topic with her. But it seems like you can’t get away from the probing.

“So, what made you do it?” She asks with a cheeky grin.