░Chapter 4░

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After a while if talking about trivial things that I couldn't really care to remember, Malia left. Not sure where to she just said she didn't wanna be around us right now. Probably got annoyed by us.

Now it's just Marco and I alone.
All alone.
 
I finally decide it's probably a good to time to mention my more recent weird thoughts. "Hey Marco."

"Hm. Yeah what's up?" He responded so gleefully. Almost so gleefully that I felt too scared to ruin his mood with what I had to say.

But I didn't I needed to tell somebody, somebody I could trust. And I trust Marco. A lot.

"Well around these past few months I've felt weird when people called me my name or she or her or anything girly really

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"Well around these past few months I've felt weird when people called me my name or she or her or anything girly really. And I've also felt so uncomfortable in my own body that I didn't want to get out of bed," I tried to stop after I felt I gave up too much but it just kept spilling out.

Marco thought for a second then replied,"Have you tried a new name?"

"A new name? That was an option?"

"Yeah and I'd be glad to use it when you can find one you like. It might take a while. And you might go through a few names before finding one you like." He says this like it's second nature. Like he's done it before. Like he's gone through

The
Same
Thing.

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