Happy

“There’s no way you could be happy about this,” Fiona stated in disbelief, “You were Andrew freeking Jones, the star quarterback in high school. Now you’re in my body thanks to the Great Shift. And I never liked my body. There’s honestly not a lot to like.”

“I think there’s plenty to like,” Andrew retorted, “And I’m happy. Being the quarterback in high school, there was a lot of pressure. And I don’t just mean at the games. I mean like, you’re supposed to do things like date the head cheerleader and be popular. And even though I busted my ass academically, I don’t think a single one of my teachers ever bothered to read my papers. They simply assumed I was dumb, and gave me the good grades because they didn’t want to flunk the quarterback. But being you has opened up a whole other world for me. My professors at college actually engage with me; they encourage me. But I think the best part is that I can truly act like I feel on the inside. I don’t have to put up the fake illusion of being a guy, because I’m not a guy. I don’t think I ever really was. Being female is always who I was on the inside, and it’s just that I finally have a body that matches that! And whatever you didn’t like about it, I don’t really care, because to me, it’s perfect! It’s what I’ve always wanted; It’s what I’ve always been! Now I just look it!”