“It’s like catching fish in a basket—wait. That’s not right,” Jesse said.
“You mean shooting fish in a barrel?” Tom Alan offered up.
“Yeah.” Jesse giggled, but then turned serious. “The jerks know where to come so they can say the most awful stuff right to you. I, like, decided not to ever say anything to anyone at school, because that’s just painting a target on myself. I’d drop out if I could transition now. I know there are all kinds of tests and stuff they put you through first. This girl forced to live as a guy, we’re kind of tight…online. She’s pre-op, taking the right kinda pills and stuff. Things are changing, like, on…on top. She told me she slipped one time and called herself a guy. Something like, ‘Us guys went clubbing’, and her shrink went all crazy on her, like she wasn’t ready or whatever. So dumb. Her parents made her stop. Now she wants to kill herself.”
“That’s awful,” Tom Alan said.