A Little Less Pretty a Little More Fuck You

"Emily, I like you for your brain not your genitals."

Emily's throat went dry, her brain shutting down. She waited a moment to see if he'd burst into laughter. Was this a joke? If the world wasn't spinning before it certainly was now.

"Eddie, call me Eddie
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Emily is coming to terms with the fact that she's not Emily- she never was. She's always been Eddie and in a world of confusion, disbelief and out right hatred HE and the boy who would love him even if identified as a tree must find a way to overcome the obstacle handed to him at birth.