“Okay, the story you are about to hear is true, you should not take this lightly, this is a very serious matter that could mean life or death for us wom--”

“AND IT’S A FUCKING PAIN IN MY ASS!” Emily interrupts rather rudely. I nod, “And that too!” 

*clears throat*

“Now we begin our story.” I let the quiet murmur go down before continuing, “There was once this 16 year old only one year younger than us and she got her period for the first time. Now as you have just learnt the ‘period’ is a pain in the fucking ass for us women and trans. This was all new to her and she didn’t know what to do even though she learnt this in school and was expecting it, it still took her by surprise and like me she didn’t like talking to her mother about personal stuff. Being in high school means that  appearances meant everything, and she just so happened to be one of the most popular girls in school so she had to keep it up.” I pause for a second and find that my throat is dry.

“Emily could you please pass me a drink of red fanta?”

“URGHHH fine woman! But I am not your slave!”

“Fine, just give it to me.” Emily hands the drink over reluctantly while muttering something about how she is going to interrupt me throughout the story.

“Okay, now that that is over I will continue without interruptions for the rest of the story.” I shot a glare at Emily. 

“WHAT!!? I’m not going to do anything” her voice drops down to a very low audibility “Yet anyway.” I elbow her in the side and she grunts as loud as possible for affect. Everyone in the room starts cracking up and I use this time to tell Emily my plan…

She then laughs, and her laugh is so unlady-like and weird that it makes everyone else start laughing just after they stopped.

I’m sitting at a table with a bunch of blabbering idiots, by this time I was starting to lose my patience. 

“ENOUGH!!!” 

Emily puts on her most bitchy tone, “OOooo somebody on her--”

“If you dare to finish that sentence, you will not make it to your 19th birthday.” Emily falls instantly silent, “Period” she whispers. 

“THAT’S IT BITCH! GET OUT OF THIS ROOM RIGHT THIS SECOND YOUNG LADYISH BOGAN!” I say shoving Emily out of the room while she falls into a hysterical fit of laughter. I lock to door so that she can’t get back in to disturb us.

“Okay where was I? Oh that’s right… appearances… Mikayla was just about to get up on a Monday morning to go to school but when she lifted up the sheets she found that she was swimming in a pool of blood, her sheets looked like the Japanese flag, literally she could hang it up in her backyard, and there would be no difference. She hears her mother call from downstairs “Mikayla are you up yet, hun?” Mikayla thought that she could not go to school like this and was trying to come up with an idea for a lie to tell her mother to get out of school. Mikayla was a very good student even though she was popular and never missed a day of school. Her mother was getting worried because she was not answering the calls from downstairs. “Are you okay Mikayla?”  “Yes Mum, I’m perfectly fine but I’m just not feeling well so that’s why I didn’t answer you before.” Her mum knowing that Mikayla never missed a day of school knew that something was wrong. “Okay hun I’ll ring the school and tell them that you won’t be coming for the next few days.” After she told the lie she then had to wait for her mother to leave for work. And that my friends is where it all went down hill. Now Mikayla had to figure out what she needed to do with all this blood. She went straight to go and wash the sheets that looked like Japan’s flag, when she had done that she just started to walk around the house with nothing to do. Later that day when she was making lunch she fell to the floor writhing in pain and because she hadn't cleaned out the dry blood she got an infection and her ovaries exploded,” As I said this I poured all the red fanta over them and continued.  “all over the room, she then died. THE FUCKING END BITCHES.”

Now that I had finished my story (That I so kindly created on the spot) I cracked up at their dripping wet, shocked faces.