Pov Mo (Mo is the one on the right) Tw caps ————— Characters: (Setup: Name, gender, pronouns) *** if main character, ** if important, * if they're not important but they have a name Mo closeted agender prefers they/xem but is called he/him *** Mo's dad "Dad" boy he/him ** Mo's mom "Mom" girl she/her ** Zeke boy he/him ** Bus driver boy he/him* Davy boy he/him *** Davy's mom she/her ** ---------------- I pull the hood over my head with one hand, hoping to avoid my "friends" waiting for me, but I know it's useless. It's like I'm glowing or something, the way everyone always crowds around me. My other hand holds a slice of bread. It is not toasted, and it does not have butter on it or anything. I didn't have time for a real breakfast, not today. Like I predicted, half the students on the bus turn their wide eyes to me and start chanting. "Mo, Mo, Mo! Mo, Mo, Mo!" I wish I could cover my ears right now, or pull my hood down further, but I can't, so I just smile and wave and nod like I'm enjoying this. Even the bus driver high fives me once I'm safely on the bus. I wish I could just sit in that empty spot near the back, but then everyone would move over to sit next to me and we wouldn't get to school in time, so I just make my way over to one of my many "friends" calling for me. "Hey, Zeke," I try to say confidently, but it ends up an uncertain whisper. "THAT'S MY MAN!" He shouts so loud I wince at the unnecessary volume. He doesn't notice, of course. I sink lower into my seat. --------- As we get off the bus, I hear "Baby shark" playing. I glance that way and see a mom walking her kid to the gates, the car blasting that music, and the kid doesn't even look embarrassed at all. Some of the kids I don't know from my bus literally boo at him. He must not hear them, because he's literally skipping and hugging his mom like nothing happened. "Where does he think he is, preschool?" Zeke snickers. I just keep walking and pull my hood up more. It's loud here and I have to prepare for a thousand times more sensory overload when school actually starts. I finish eating my bread (I had to put it away on the bus).
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