Love Spell by Mia Kerick

Author:Mia Kerick [Kerick, Mia]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: LGBT, Young Adult, Teen, Romance, Transgender, Gay
Publisher: YoungDudes Publishing (CDP)
Published: 2015-05-31T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

Please Not the Gender Thing

It must be about eleven at night when my parents sit Emmy and I down at the kitchen table, serve us Pad Thai from a take-out box, and ask us questions (interrogate us) about our college applications. I’m shocked that they make this effort—they must be curious about what their son is going to do with his future. Truth is, I haven’t yet actually filled out college applications, as I’m not planning to apply anywhere Early Action or Early Decision, and so I have until the winter to get my applicational ass in gear.

My mother is tall, reed thin, and definitely shares my resemblance to Prince Harry of Wales, but in an aging female hipster way. A strange mental image, I admit. “Chance, have you decided which essay prompt you are going to respond to on The Common Application?”

I bite my thumb to stifle the urge to say, “as if you give a shit,” knowing the sarcasm would be lost on my clueless ‘rents.

Unfortunately, Emmy speaks up for me. Loud and clear, like always. “I keep telling him he should do the one about challenging a belief or an idea.” Tell me she’s not going to say this…. Please, no—not the gender thing.

My father wears his gray hair in a long ponytail down his back. He likes to think of himself as cool and with-it, like an artsy, antique flower child, but I strongly suspect that he’s really just one enormous ego. However, Emily has peaked his curiosity. “Why do you say that, Emily?”

She doesn’t reply because she’s still wrecked from the emotional backlash of the unwanted discussion of her Juilliard essay, which I have recently started to refer to as Juilliard-Em-mania. Side note: she’s not going to stop suffering from Juilliard-Em-mania until her essay is written, edited, and submitted to said school.

When we get to my room later, she says, “I don’t want to talk about my essay right now.” She’s as squirrelly about discussing that essay as I am talking about my gender identity. “It’s a work in progress, that’s all I’m gonna say.” Ironically, she adds, “You really should write your Common App essay on being gender fluid. Or gender queer, or whatever it is that you are.” She stares at me expectantly, as if waiting for me to explain in a single brief sentence the gender quandary that has plagued me all my life.

I gulp as we climb on my bed. This subject is totes off-limits, and I’m pretty sure Emmy’s aware of this. I mean, how many times do I have to change the subject, shoot her snotty looks, or tell her to shut the bleep up, for her to get the freaking picture?

“You want me to yapper-halt, don’t you?” Emmy tosses her new word out there without batting an eyelash.

Yapper= chat nonstop, and halt= stop. It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure this one out.

“Yes, I want you to shut up about my so-called gender crisis! I’m a gay male.

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