(A/N) FUCK YOU, ANGELICA, I DO WHAT I WANT.

The coach led me to a room. The gym was silent as we walked between the two lines.

"Miss di Angelo," she spoke. "Please explain what you were doing in the boys line?" She squinted at me through her tacky glasses.

"I was...lining up?" What did she want me to say? I was eating pizza? Smoking weed?

"Yes, but aren't you female? A girl?" She sounded like a toad, to be completely honest with you.

I took a deep breath. Now was my time to come out. I was probably gonna regret this decision later, but hey, I liked to live in the now.

"Actually, ma'am, I'm a transgender male. Biologically, yes, I'm female. But... I don't want to be." I tried to give her an innocent smile.

Her lips came up into a smile, making her triple chin jiggle. I cringed at the thought of what strange fungus is forming in those folds. Damn, she looked like she hadn't showered in a week.

"That's cute," she croaked. "Trying to cover your, uh, plan? With Will -- he's your boyfriend, is that not true, love?" Ew. She called me love.

The door barged open with a loud bang! The noise made the both of us jump. I was surprise Mrs. Frog Lady didn't break the chair on her way back down.

"NICO... HAS A DICK!" Will yelled as he clutched his chest. Did he come all the way up here while avoiding the coaches?

"Will..." I said, leaving a long pause. "... What the fuck, dude?"

"Sorry!" He said, raising his hands. "Just trying to save my boyfriend." He panted, hands on his knees. My brain didn't register much of what he was saying, either.

"Mr. Solace, we have already established that Nicole is a girl." She raised her chin as if she was about to claim a victory. "I think your punishment-"

"Hold the phone!" Will interrupted! "He gets a punishment for simply going to the -- as you're saying -- wrong line? What kind of moral is that? Mistakes happen, and really, he was in the right line."

"She was there for ulterior motives!"

"Did you see him with a camera or films of guys in the locker room?" Damn, Will was feisty.

"No but-"

"Then I don't see the problem!" Will grabbed my hand, marching both of us out of the room. I don't know why he was being so savage today, but I was greatful.

"Ya think I'll have to deal with her again?" I asked Will, who still hadn't let go of my hand.

"You? Deal with her?" He looked at me with soft, sort of... loving(?) eyes. "All you did was sit in watch!"

"Oh, go suck a dick!" I exclaimed. "I was busy... controlling my anger! So I wouldn't... sock that hag in the nose!" Will knew I was making this up on the spot.

He lead me through the hallways, and to the school's garden area. "Yeah, I was also busy controlling something." He looked a little bashful.

"Oh yeah? Was it your undying urge to kiss me? I mean, I do have those killer looks?" I teased at him, pretending to flex. (I actually have very small muscles. Don't judge me!)

"Actually... er... yes?" He sounded so unsure of himself. But I knew his mind was set.

"Well," I put a hand behind my neck. "Well... you can just go ahead and... um... and do that."

Will bent down, pressing me up against the stone wall that hid the garden from every other part of the school. He gently connected his lips with mine, savoring the moment.

Then, though we both yearned for more, we parted.

The school bell rang, signaling sixth period. And we parted ways. Not another word shared between us.