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Chapter Four

CHAPTER FOUR-ANGEL I don’t know why Tiger’s being so nice to me. I just broke down, I got thrown out, and I’m an utter wreck. But Tiger’s hand is on my arm, and so they’re here nevertheless. I want them to leave…but I want them to stay. I settle for uncurling slightly and they snuggle closer to me. I close my eyes and start to focus on my breathing. I don’t have to slow it down though, because at some point, I started breathing in time with them. I succumb to the warmth radiating off of Tig

Chapter three

CHAPTER 3- TIGER   Angel-ANGELA, I remind myself, Angela and I are working on our weird drama project. It’s hard to focus when we’re making physical contact. She smells like wind on the prairie. I don’t know what I should do. Here I am, falling in love with a girl who is most likely straight. Talk about hopeless love- we’re not even on the same social level. She’s with the POPULAR girls and I’m just someone who talks with everyone but doesn’t have any real friends. At least I’ll have s

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Chapter two

CHAPTER TWO- ANGEL   As I walk to school, my mind is racing. I don’t know what my parents are going to do about this. All I know is that I’m not going to go back to being a normal CisHet girl. When I get to school, I don’t sit by the lockers like I usually do, and instead, head to the Senior Gym. Unsure of where to sit, I drop my backpack onto the floor and lean back against the wall. My phone starts vibrating. I pull it out and discover that Charlene, Marissa, and Sabrina have just no

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Chapter one

CHAPTER ONE- ANGEL   Standing in the front entry of my school, I know that my life’s going to change today. I feel my heart thudding against my chest as I rehearse my speech in my head. Someone else opens the door and a rush of cool late-September air chills my back, making me realize that I’m overheating. I shake out my hair and walk up the stairs to the second floor. Nervously, I check my reflection in the mirror on the inside of my locker door. I frown and tug uncomfortably on my sh

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