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The town of Springfield was home to the Simpson family. They were just like any other family there. Okay, that’s a lie. The Flanders were better; as were the Milhouses, the Nahasapeemapeilons, even the Wiggums. Homer and Marge somehow seemed to always make it work out though. The two had three kids. There was the eldest Bart, who was an underachiever and proud of it. Bart was known for his pranks, often giving him detention and strangles from his dad. There was the middle child Luke.He was the smartest and a bit quiet. He did play the sax and did like to learn. Then there was Maggie, well, she’s a baby do they don’t know much about here yet. Luke was a nice kid overall. He never got in trouble at school and was on top of his class. Mr. Largo also thought Luke was good with his sax, though a bit distracting at times. Luke’s teacher Mrs. Hoover and Principal Skinner both agreed he was a great student. However, they were worried by his lack of friends. He often kept to himself even in music class. Mr Skinner decided he was going to talk to Luke about it and try to get something out of possible. Why would a smart did be like this?
It was a new mourning as Luke got up for school. He went into the bathroom and looked at his reflection. The reflection he hated so much. Luke hated the fact that he was a boy. Most said he looked like a boy version of Maggie. He had wished he could be a girl since Kindergarten. He longed to wear dresses, have long hair, and maybe eventually become a mom. For a few years now he had been wearing his moms clothes whenever he had the chance. The bad thing was that they were too big. Luke knew in a few years he would enter puberty and it would be downhill from there. If he has his father's genes then we would lose his hair and possibly gain weight as well. If only Maggie were a few years older he could wear hers. He took his toothbrush and started brushing his teeth.
“Well, another day as Luke Simpson.” Luke signed sadly knowing that wouldn't change. He went downstairs to breakfast where Homer and Bart were eating breakfast. Marge was making some pancakes.
“Good Morning, sweety. I made some pancakes for bfreakfast.” Marge said. “I even put in some chocolate chips.”
“Thanks, Mom”- Luke replied quietly. Marge quickly took notice of this.
“Luke. Is everything okay? I’ve noticed you been really down lately. You’re getting up later, you skip breakfast, and you hide in your room. Is there something you want to tell me?”
Luke didn’t want to worry Marge, not to mention he didn’t want to speak of his little problem. “I’m fine, Mom. Really.”
Marge didn’t take it though; she could tell something was wrong. She was a mom after all and could tell when Luke was lying. Homer and Bart were already enough to take care off. She didn’t wanna add Luke to the list.
“Luke. You can tell me anything you know that right? I’m just been worried about you. Is it a bully at school who’s hurting you. Are you stressed?
“No! I’m fine.” Luke put on a fake smile hoping to fool his mom. It wasn’t working clearly. Luke noticed the bus though and ran towers the door. Bart did as well.
“Now Bart!” Marge pointed out. “I don’t want the school to call me anymore on any of your pranks. If they do I’ll ban all your things you got that, young man?” Luke noticed Bart putting his hand behind his back and crossing his fingers.
“No problem, Mom. I’ll be a complete Martin Prince today.” Bart left for the bus with Luke right behind him. Marge was hoping to get something out but Luke lept out the door.
“I’ll see you later, Mom.” Luke went to the bus with Marge watching. There was something wrong with him Marge thought. He’s got a secret he’s not telling anyone. Marge knew she dad to get it out somehow. Though dealing with Bart’s behavior and Maggie being a baby it wouldn't be easy. Marge was told that while Luke didn’t hang out with other kids that much when he did it was usually girls. She knew Janey was Luke’s best friend and the twins Sherri and Terri were also his friends. Maybe he’s gay and doesn’t know it yet or is to scared to tell us Marge thougt again. Marge did also notice some of here clothes were missing but this didn’t have anything to do with Luke, does it? Marhe noticed Homer was still there.
“Oh, for godness sake, Homer; you’re going to be late for work again. What if you get fired!?” Marge blurted out at Homer.
“Relax, Marge. I’ve been fired dozens of times and always get my job back. If I do I’ll just get a job that’ll last one episode for a show and then get my job at the power plant again.” Homer cramed the rest of the donut he was eating into his mouth and went out. “Mhh. Ehh yah yater, uooney.” Homer walked towed his car. Marge moaned knowing he’ll slack off again and go to Moe’s. She went back inside to continue her day.
As the bus dropped the kids off Luke looked up at his familor school Springfield Elementary. To say it was underfunded is an understatement. Luke wished he could go to a private school but they couldn’t afford it. Luke saw Janey and walked up to his best friend. Janey was one of the only kids to talk to Luke and befriend him.
Janey noticed Luke as he walked up to her. “Morning, Luke. Ready for the test today?” Janey asked. “I studied all night but I always get nervous on the first question. I wished I had your intelligence.”
“Aw, thanks Janey. I think I’m ready.” Luke was touched to see Janey cared a little. “And you know I can always tutor you. I think I can get that grade from a C to a B” Luke thought it would be nice to get out a little more. It would make his mom less suspicious.
“I think I’m good. I know you’re already got your hand tied with your music class.” Janey replied. “Anyway less head to class.” The two went inside and Luke wondered if he would tell Janey the truth. “Hey, Janey. Can I tell you something?”
“What is it?” Janey looked at Luke curiously. Luke took a deep breath and out. “You remember when we were little and we played dress up. And I would wear your clothes?” Luke asked.
Janey laughed. “I do. You liked that game so much. Sometimes I forgot you were a boy. Why you ask?”
Luke hesitated for a moment before speaking. “Oh, no reason. Just wondered if you remembered.” Luke laughed back and smiled. He was almost there. He could have told Janey about how he felt like a girl but he chickened out. How would Janey feel if he told her. Would they still be friends. Would Janey blab it around. If that happened, everyone would know. Skinner, Hoover, Bart, Milhouse and his parents. Everyone would see him as a freak. It was best not to tell.
Luke was the smartest kid in his class. It certainly made Principal Skinner happy has it helped the schools test scores. Luke actually liked doing his school work as it kept him from other kids as long as it wasn’t group projects. He hoped that it would head him to become something one day with all his hard work. He already knew he didn’t want to work at the Power Plant like his dad. Luke saw a piece of paper being put on his desk and saw a smiling Ms Hoover.
“Congrats Luke. You’ve earned another 100%. I also loved your theory essay on what you would do if you were a girl for a day. You just seemed to write it so...naturally as if a girl wrote it.”
“It just came to me actually.” Luke gave a real smile. It seemed Ms Hoover understood, a little at least. “It just really spoke to me as I wrote it.”
Luke looked at his essay proudly knowing how much it pleased Ms Hoover. He liked writing it and was worried that he would be made fun of for it.The rest of the day actually went rather well. Luke had lunch with Janey and the twins, played tag at recess, and played his sax at music class.
Luke looked at his essay deeply. He put a lot into this essay and meant every word of it. It was really just a confession on paper put was too scared to say anything. What would be so bad about telling someone how he felt like a girl? No, how he was a girl. Luke had kept this in for the last 5 years and it was ready to burst out. He knew he couldn't keep it in any longer, he couldn't be Luke anymore. He had to be a girl. There were many nights he had wished that with tears in his eyes only to wake up disappointed. Luke was tired of wearing dresses in hiding. He was tired of being a girl in hiding. He was going to confess to someone, but who. Dad wouldn’t understand. Not that he would be against it but he just would be too confused to understand. Bart, maybe. Sure they fought a lot but they loved each other. Then there was Marge, his mother. Mom was always there for him and knew there was something off about him. She would understand, she had to; she would. But how would Luke confess? Luke signed as he got on his bike and headed home.
Hope you enjoyed the first chapter. This is the first fanfic I've written in a while. I also wrote on Fanfiction.net where I made poorly written stories. I hope my grammar and spelling is better. This is just an AU fanfic where Lisa is a transgirl. I never really headcanoned her was one but just thought it could be a nice story. I thought it would be nice to have a story with a trans character that doesn't have lemon scenes or anything like that. There are far to many with that. Just a slice of life story. Most of it where be light with a couple dark chapters. Hope you like it.