Tinder

The next morning, before she even got out of bed, Eleanor filled out a dating profile. Her heart was pounding, even though there was nothing to be nervous about yet, but she **** herself to finish the profile and publish it.

For her profile photo, she chose one her friend had taken earlier in the year at the park. She looked especially girly, which made her love the photo. She was wearing a low-cut black top that showed off her cleavage and a red plaid skirt. She was cute, no doubt about it. She added a second photo that was a waist-up selfie in a bikini top - she wasn't prepared to go out in public in a bikini yet, but her stomach and boobs looked great in this photo. And in a third photo, she was wearing a t-shirt based on a Star Trek captain's uniform and jeans, making a silly face.

The first word of her profile was "trans". Eleanor was NOT going to deal with some asshole finding that out in person, so she figured she'd weed those people out immediately. She mentioned that she was fresh out of high school, a fan of sci-fi and robotics, and going to college for engineering in the fall.

She set it up to show both men and women, with an age range of 18-25.

Eleanor squealed as soon as she hit publish and tossed her phone to the foot of the bed. She got up and spent the morning showering, eating breakfast, and talking with her family, trying not to think about her phone and the fact that her dating profile was out in the wild now.