That was three months ago. I have sort of gotten used to having a female's body, and the life that came with it, which is good, as I'm going to need to if there doesn't end up being a solution to this mess.
In order to practice some sort of normality in this new environment, Avery, her mother, and I have started to identify as our bodies would. As such, I now go by Avery Henderson, and use She/Her pronouns. Accordingly, Avery is now Blake Henderson, and uses the He/Him pronouns.
(for less confusion, when talking in past tense, I will use original identities accordingly)
Avery has helped me accommodate to being a female. She taught me how to do my hair, how to do makeup, different styles, and how I should deal with a period. I do kind of feel bad though, because she basically had to accept the fact that a stranger from across the country, and from the opposite gender, had taken her life, and body away.
School is pretty simple, as I've done most of this stuff before. The curriculum is a tad different from the one in Georgia, but for the most part it was a breeze. If I could correct my mistakes and actually do my homework like I'm supposed to, and perform well in softball, I could get a lot of scholarship money to some pretty good schools.
Speaking of which, softball started a couple weeks ago, and I decided I'd continue to play. Back in my old life I played a bit of baseball when I was younger, and I was pretty damn good at it too. This couldn't be super different, could it? Practice wasn't too different, and I got along with the other girls pretty well. It was actually really fun.
As the day winded down, I drove home, and got ready for the night. First and foremost…