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It was a hot and sunny March day, which was a bit surprising for New York. It was usually groggy and humid, but the air felt crisp today. Which would have made it perfect..if it wasn't for first period PE.
They had been playing a game of volleyball, when he saw one of the other boys, Madison, smirk and spiked it hard over the net. Samuel tried to stop it, but had to duck to avoid getting hit in the face. His team groaned and shoved him "aw man. Great going Seabury. You cost us the game." Thomas hissed at him, he frowned, checking Seabury in the shoulder with his as he passed.
Seabury had always been the odd one out ever since he could remember. Despite moving to New York in middle school, he was homeschooled up until Freshman year. He came from a super strict, super religious farming family...and it showed. He prayed every morning at breakfast, during homeroom and during lunch. His father was a priest at the local church, but he wasn't very well liked due his overbearing and god-fearing nature, which he instilled in his only child...Samantha Seabury. But since he wanted a boy and his wife died, and it was a sin to remarry, he raised his daughter as a boy.
He did "boys work" in the fields, took a "man's punishment" with the paddle...or the belt and wore his hair super short. He didn't know boys and girls had different parts until one of the older boys tricked him into looking at a dirty picture of a woman's privates, not that he known that at the time, and went home to ask his father about it.
He got a beating and locked in the prayer closet for almost the entire rest of the day for questioning his father and never brought it up again.
Everyone either ignored him or bullied him...Thomas Jefferson being one of the worst along with his lackeys, he was a kid from really old plantation owners money, James Madison, who was basically Thomas's on again and off again boyfriend, then there was Gilbert du something-something de Lafayette, who never really spoke to him but did nothing to stop his friends either, Alexander Hamilton, who seemed to hate him more than Jefferson, John Laurens, who was also a religious farmers son but who's claim to fame was that he was dating Alex, Aaron Burr, who tried to stand up for him once and got shunned for almost a month then went right back to ignoring him once he got back in the group, and lastly Hercules Mulligan, who Lafayette was dating and like his boyfriend, didn't bully him..just ignored him most of the time.
"Alright boys, hit the showers. Seabury! You know the drill."Coach Washington yelled, he was an ex-military man affectionately named "The General".
A chorus of 'yes sir!'s' and 'yes general' were heard as Seabury walked to him "special stall".
His face turned red, he was the only "transgender" boy in class besides Lafayette, but he was confident enough to take showers with the others, not caring a bit about his parts...and he had a boyfriend to shield him from sight...so Seabury had to take his shower separately. But when he got to his usual shower there was an "out of order" sign taped to it.
"Sorry kiddo. Just keep you're eyes up when you're in there and be quick."Washington sighed, "you'll be fine.".
Seabury gulped as he slowly began to walk into the showers, ignoring the catcalls and horsing around. He turned down the hot water and stepped under the spray. It'll be okay..it'll be okay...
He felt a sharp pain in his lower gut and opened his eyes slightly reminding himself to stop by the nurse...and then closed them until he heard someone shouting "ew! Who's bleeding!?". Seabury looked down to see blood swirling down his drain...and let out a piercing scream.
"Holy shit, it's Seabury!"a voice yelled, Madison. There was a pause before someone started yelling "PERIOD!", Jefferson.
Thomas came rushing by in his clothes smirking and pointed "period!" It soon became a chant that blended together as he cowered, blood still running down his thighs and legs"period! Period! Period!" He sank to the ground as the other boys pointed and laughed, chanted or just stood there...
Until something hit him in the chest. He never saw one of these before. He groaned and looked up and another struck him in the forehead and fell into his lap. "Plug it up Seabury!"Thomas yelled, someone had snuck into the girls room and broke into the ladies sanitation box.
Soon Madison, Alex, John and some other boys joined in, Hercules, Aaron and Lafayette just stood there...he looked at them with tears and they turned away to continue to get dressed...he cried openly and covered his ears, chants of "Period" and "plug it up" were all he could hear...drowning out his own thoughts of 'I'm dying..' and 'oh God I'm bleeding to death,'...'why won't anyone help me, of God make it stop!'.
Until the door to the locker room opened.