I make a damn good girl...

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!" My voice screams an octave higher than usual. I stare down at the unusual bulge at my chest.

"WHAT THE HELL??" My mom comes rushing in at my agonized yells. When she sees me, she busts out laughing.

"Ah, Spencer," she says. "That reaction was priceless."

"MOM!! WHAT IS GOING ON!?"

"Well," she says, a half smile playing upon her lips. "Me and Dad couldn't decide on what gender you should be, so... we decided that we were going to evenly split your life in half. The first half, you would be male. The second, female. And... today is that day, I guess."

"MOM WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL?! I HAVE A GIRLFRIEND!! WHAT DO I TELL HER?"

"Hm... I didn't really think of that- WAIT WHAT?! SPENCER!!"

"Mom..."

"I TOLD YOU NO DATING UNTIL YOU ARE SIXTEEN!! GOD, HOW HARD IS THAT TO LISTEN TO?!"

"Mom..."

"I TOLD YOU THAT FOR THIS REASON! SO YOUR DATE WOULDN'T HAVE TO DEAL WITH THIS!!"

"MOM!"

"THIS IS ON YOU, SPENCER KING!!"

"MOM!! LISTEN!!"

"NO, YOU LISTEN!!"

"MOM! I'VE SPENT HALF MY LIFE AS A GUY!"

"YES! THAT'S WHAT I'M TRYING TO SAY! AND YOU WON'T LISTEN!"

"MO-"

"YOU'RE TOO FOCUSED ON YOUR GIRLFRIEND THAT YOU SHOULDN'T EVEN HAVE!"

"MOM!"

"SPENCER YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE TO LISTEN TO ME!!!!!" She storms out of the room.

Oh no. This is bad. I'm stuck in here with boobs. I have boobs.

Oh God, this is so bad. I am not even worried about Lia anymore. I'm worried about something else. Something I need to tell Mom.

"MOM!! PLEASE HEAR ME OUT FOR TWO FREAKING SECONDS!!"

"FINE!! GOD, SPENCER!! WHAT IS IT??"

"Mom..."

"What?"

"I'm only eleven."

"Yeah, what do you mean?"

"You said that I would spend half my life as a male."

"So... what's your point?"

"If I'm halfway through my life already..."

She gasps.

"...Then I'm only living to my 22nd birthday..."