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Uzi doorman. They were… unpopular around their school to say the least.
It seemed like no one, but at the same time everyone knew who they were.
No one knew them as “Uzi” though. Everyone knew them as something different.
“Emo”, “Dumbass”, “Daddy issues”, “Mommy issues”, “Freakshow”, “Goth”, many others.
It had gotten tiring, Uzi had to admit.
But, they, himself, was getting better.
Their father had stopped pestering him about cutting his hair, and had actually started letting them wear it down to the bottom of their neck, sometimes even further.
But even if it was getting better, Uzi was still a bit..
Confused.
About himself.
Thad had recently told him about why he changed his name to Thad and was a ‘boy’ now.
Apparently it was this thing called being Transgender or some shit.
When someone is born a girl and becomes a boy, or sometimes even the other way around.
That last part is what had made Uzi question things about themself.
Were they secretly.. Transgender or whatever it’s called? That simple question made them sit for hours in the mirror after school, trying on girly clothes that they had either taken from their dead mother’s closet or robbed from random spots outside of the bunker.
They eventually got to a skirt, beanie, and a jacket.
Their mother’s.
It wasn’t much, just a dark gray skirt, a black and gray striped beanie, and a jacket with some band logo on it.
But Uzi ended up trying them all on together.
Staring at themself in the mirror, she felt..
…
Good. Actually good for once. Comfortable in their own clothes.
“Uzi, dinner!” They jumped and stared at their door. “U-uh.. Hang on dad..! I’ll be there in a second!” They quickly changed out of the clothes and got their normal more masculine clothes on.
Right before they were about to rush out the door they looked behind them at the clothes left in a pile on their bed. They paused and then grabbed the clothes and folded them in the closet.
The whole trans thing was the only thing they could think about through the entirety of dinner. Good thing they didn’t usually talk to Khan during dinner anyway.
They ate rather fast and immediately went back to their room after finishing, flopping right down onto their bed and grabbing their computer. They spent the next few hours researching Transgender people, more specifically “Transfeminine” people.
The label fit them perfectly. Boys who wanted to be girls. But Uzi still just wasn’t sure. What if she was just a feminine dude? Just wanted to be different?
After about another hour of researching it, Khan yelled at them to go to bed. They stuffed their laptop under the bed and got under the sheets. But they didn’t go to sleep. Not yet.
They spent another 20 minutes battling themself until they finally gave up and went to sleep.
That morning, when their alarm went off, they reached for their normal clothes but then paused and looked at the closet.
“Y’know what.. Fuck it.” They opened their closet and put their mother’s clothes on. She went out the door and immediately met Khan. “Oh wow- you look..” he paused, a nervous look on his face. “Different..!” “Bite me.” Uzi pushed past him and went out the bunker room door.
She might be in for a lot of shit today. But..
At least she felt actually comfortable in her clothes for once.
And she planned to stay that way.