Chapter 5 (SM)Mature

I wrapped the binder around my chest with frustration, sucking in stale breaths as I did so. Smoking an entire pack in a day was something, considering it's me. Yes, I smoke, but at least I'm usually careful about it.

Turning to the side, I regarded myself with critical eyes. My chest appeared to be flat. Good.

I pulled on a grey shirt, and left my loose dark blue jeans on. Running a hand through my newly-dyed green hair, I sighed.

Way to go, Alicia. I thought. Liking crossdressing too. That's just fabulous. Hey, God? I don't like you either.

Thumping on the stairs drew my attention away from my inner monologue. Luci was lying at the bottom, a stunned look on her face. She must have fallen down. I sigh and walk slowly down, and I consider holding my hand out to her. I don't.

I walk away.

A year, maybe two ago, I would have. I would have helped her up and I would have fussed over her. Now I don't have the energy.

"Get up. We have to leave in ten minutes."

We're going shopping. It's really only because I need to get my hair cut and she needs a new pair of sneakers. Otherwise I would have just gone and hung out in the snow-covered park with nothing but a sweater on and read a book.

But Little Miss I-Need-Them-Right-Away didn't want to wait.

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"They're coming. That's final." My voice was heavy and it booked no room for argument as Luci glared at the boys standing behind me. She opened her mouth to whine, but I must have looked ready to boil, because she closed it.

"Fine," She sulked. Satisfied, I led her out to Pierce's car, and us and the eight+ boys went on our way.

"So, Ink." One of them started, glancing curiously over to me. "You gonna come over on Saturday?" 

"Maybe." I said, sparing a meaningful glance at Luci. "I might have annoying things to take care of."

I'm bitter. I'm was bitter and messed up and cold.

And at this point, I really don't care.

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