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Danny 2 Danielle Part X -Dani decides to attend school in a dress. Let's
see how her day goes.
"Oh honey, are you sure?" says my mommy.
I am wearing my new jumper from Hannah with the embroidered blouse,
stockings, and my white tennis shoes. I don't have any girl shoes yet.
"Donny come down, we should talk about this as a family."
Donny comes down, smiles, and says, "She looks good, I mean for my dorky
sister" and sits on the couch.
"You are being brave dear, I mean really brave and I am so proud of you,
but you are really putting a target on your back," says my mother.
"They all saw that I was wearing panties underneath my blue jeans, mom.
They all know. If I am going to get bullied, I don't think what I am
wearing is going to make a huge difference."
"Damn you and your logic. I can't ask you to be less brave. That
doesn't feel right. But there is going to be a lot of snickering and
teasing, honey. Your classmates probably won't understand."
"I know."
"Dani's tough mom, really tough. I mean for a girl," says the Donster.
Mom laughs. I smile. Donny just made my whole week, my whole year, my
whole lifetime, with that one joke. "I can shoot over to the school, if
there is a problem, this morning. I don't have any meeting until the
afternoon, which I have to make, it's with the director for my whole
department. My boss has given me all zeros on my performance evaluation,
he's trying to replace me with one of his cronies from his home country.
It's getting really ugly at work, kids, maybe Dani can loan me some of
her courage."
"Where do you think I found mine, mommy."
Mom looks at me, really choked up and says, "Have a good day at school."
Donny is going to drive me to school again. As we get to the door, mom
says, "Wait." She hands me a rape whistle and a can of pepper spray for
my purse. "Just in case dear."
We head off to my school. "I hope this doesn't make you look bad at your
school Donny, that your sibling is a freak."
"I guess I'll find out who my reals friends are, I guess," says Donny
with a smile.
"Who are you Donald Matthew Blau? Look at you, so wise all of a sudden."
"Shut up Dani, but thanks. And you're not a freak." There is a pause.
The Donster pulls over into a vacant parking lot.
"Dad's in rehab, again," says my brother.
"Yeah, I feel for him too, and I'm not being 'the brat'......" I pause.
"This time."
"Donny smiles at my joke. "You and Dad are super close, I know that it
hurts."
"Yeah, but now Mom may be losing her job, and she's applying for
Professorships all over the county. I've been looking at the envelopes
of letters she is getting from those colleges, she is applying to
schools in the South...."
"Where they don't have ice hockey programs."
"Yeah, and my friends are here, and Joan is here."
I try my absolute best to maintain a 'poker face' about Joan. I think
the Donster could do so much better, but he has been really fantastic to
me lately and I don't want to hurt his feelings. "I'm sure mom is
looking for jobs nearby."
"I know that she would try, but there's no guarantee, and there's
probably not a ton of job openings in her field," says Donny.
"Mom's under a lot of pressure, she's going to try her best for all of
us."
"I wish Mom and Dad would get back together. I really do."
"Donny, I think that ship has sailed, Dad broke too many promises to Mom,
hurt her too many times."
"I know, let's get going." Donny restarts the car and we head to my
school. I feel those butterflies in my stomach. I am beginning to regret
my plan. I guess I could tell the Donster to take me home. Then what?
Change into my boy clothes, and end up pantless in the bathroom again.
Well if they want to look at my damaged wang again, it's easier for them
to push up my skirt. Yeah that makes total sense. Just go. Everything
already kind of sucks anyway.
"Good luck Dani."
I walk out of the car and through the front door. It feels a little like
when you dream that you have that you have when you showed up naked to
school, but I am actually doing it, not naked, but totally exposed. I
get a lot of looks, but people are actually kind of subdued. I look
weird anyhow with an eye patch and giant guard over my nose. I walk to
my homeroom class. I don't make eye contact with anyone, as I sit down.
I start reading my geography text book, I'm guessing read the next
chapter was probably the homework assignment. I pretend that I am very
interested, fascinated even in, alluvial plains. "I like your makeup,
Danny," says Denise quietly, who sits behind me. I don't know Denise
very well, but she seems to be generally nice. I am frozen. 'Is she
being nice, or if I turn am I going to see her with a sarcastic smile,
making fun of me?'
I just say, "Thank you, I am still learning." I turn, expecting the
worst. Dreading it really. She is just smiling. No appearance of
cruelty.
"The eyepatch is kind of cool. I hope your nose heals okay."
"The doctor says it should heal just fine."
"Class quiet, this is study time not chit chat time," says Mrs. Westcott.
She starts reading attendance. She is very old school. She gets to me
early, since we are seated alphabetically. "Danny..." She pauses.
Takes in my new look. "Glad to see you back in school so quickly."
There is some snickering. She glares at the loudest of the snickerers.
She just moves on and calls Denise's name, Denise Butcher, and moves on
to the C's. I continue to read my text book. The bell rings and I have
survived my first class period. There is lot of whispering and some
gawking as I walk to Earth Science class. I just showed up in a dress,
the seventh grade isn't really a bastion of maturity and acceptance. I
didn't have any delusions it would go over great. I try to take it
stride. I get to my first class, where we are seated alphabetically and I
am right by the door. I swoop into my desk. Even I, a full time geek,
find our section on erosion a tad dry. Mrs. Nottingham tries to make it
interesting, but most of the students just don't care about how river
deltas are formed. Once again, my teacher pauses when it dawns on her
that I am a boy in a dress, Mrs. Nottingham really has coke bottle
glasses. She kind of stares at me for a minute and then puts two and two
together and just returns to the lecture. I get to the end of the class,
almost, when an assistant principal shows up and says I have to go the
principal's office. I just sit in the outer waiting room. No one talks
to me. Clearly I am in trouble, I suppose. I am missing math class,
which was a practice test, for our final. I just read my assigned book,
the Diary of Anne Frank. The last chapter is so sad. She almost made
it. How horrible.
My mom shows up.
"The principal says you were being disruptive and I had to take you
home?"
"I was in class when they sent for me. We were just listening to the
teacher."
Mom raps on the principal's door. "I'm sorry but I've got get to work
Principal Sattler, please tell me what the issue is with Dani."
"Mrs. Blau..."
"Dr. Blau."
"Just a minute."
Mom shuts the door. Stares at the clock. Winks at me and then knocks on
the door, again.
"Mrs...."
"Doctor....."
"I am still on the phone."
"I looked at the clock, you asked for a minute, I gave you three."
Mom doesn't leave the doorway.
"I was on the phone with the Department of Social Services......"
"Apparently they put you on hold. I presume you were calling about the
anti-social tendencies of the little hoodlums who attacked Dani,
yesterday?"
"Look at how your son is dressed."
"So, a bunch of students physically assaulted my child, yesterday, and
used Dani's face to basically kick a field goal, causing me to take her
to the hospital so her face isn't permanently disfigured, and the first
time I hear from you about anything, is about a clothing issue!"
"Now Doctor Blau I was very busy yesterday....."
Mom just stares at the Principal. "Perhaps, if you had listened to my
phone call earlier when I warned you that there may be a real danger to
my child, which you appeared to have nothing to prevent, things might
have turned out differently. So I am so very sorry if my child being
assaulted both physically and sexually was disruptive to your schedule.
Mr. Sattler, what is the issue for today?"
"You cannot have Danny dressed this way and going to school. This is
inappropriate."
"So you are calling the social workers for what is in your mind a dress
code violation. Look here, my child is under the care of a licensed
psychologist, and this cannot be the first kid that you've had in the
decades you have worked in education that is having issues about their
gender identity. I can't believe it."
"Mrs. Blau..."
"That's Doctor Blau; and, if you file a complaint with the authorities or
try to remove my child from class, my father is a senior partner at
Simon, Epstein, Olson and Weinstein in Manhattan. I will sue not just
the school district, but you personally; I will make sure you are
terminated, and I will own your house and I will use your kids' college
funds to pay for my kids' college education; got it! You weasel. Now,
I'm taking Dani back to class. You will protect my child, or your ass is
grass!"
Mom storms out of the principal's office grabs my hand and says, "we're
done here. I guess it's fourth period, is that what honey, English with
Mister Lewis?"
"Yeah, but mom you were like, I don't know incredible in there. I can't
believe it. You were like, well I don't know Sigourney Weaver but more
bad assed."
"We'll thank you honey, wait until someone threatens your kids over some
bullshit..... oh honey." Mom stops dead in her tracks, she whispers,
"How could I be so heartless?" Mom looks shattered.
'It's okay mommy, I could always adopt."
"Right, right. Of course you can. Thank you very much, and you would be
a great parent, just don't say incredibly stupid things like I just did,
in front of your kids. Anyhow I wasn't being intimidated by Principal
Weasel. Mommy's in a feisty mood."
"Mom, grandad is a patent lawyer."
"Yeah, and a darn good one, but they don't know that, and neither does
the U.N. All of dad's partners are showing up at my review hearing slash
execution, unannounced, including an associate that has a little
background in employment law. It should scare the living you know what
out of them."
"Wow."
"This is your classroom, right."
"Yep."
"My meeting is in a few hours, I'll just stay around for a few classes,
make sure Principal Sattler, doesn't pull anything. I can make it to
Midtown in forty five minutes in my car." Mom opens the door. "Mister
Lewis, I am just dropping Dani off after her appointment, okay if I just
sit in the back of the class and audit for today?"
Mr. Lewis who is real hard ass with us kids, doesn't miss a step about me
being a dress. "Of course Ms. Blau, Danny page 237."
He resumes his lesson, even making sure to call on me. Mr. Lewis tends
to be an insufferable know it all, but he seems to rein it in with mom in
the back of the room. The class is actually interesting. Mom goes with
me to my history class, but after that let's out, she says, "it looks
pretty calm right now and your mom has to take on upper management at
the UN instead of your school, but if people ask, just imply that I am
here meeting with teachers or something, don't advertise that I left."
Mom ducks out an exit as we head towards the lunchroom. I whisper, "Kick
some ass mommy," as she leaves.
Lunch is always socially awkward for me, both of my best friends Patrick
and Xavier jettisoned public school for private school. Patrick is at
some preppy boarding school in Connecticut. Xavier is just down the
street, but he might as well be in Timbuktu. I do feel a bit friendless
here at the Junior High. I just tend to take my lunch to a study hall
classroom they keep open for kids who want catch up on assignments.
Today, I'm doing something completely different. I sit down at the
'popular girls' table.
"Is this seat open?" I sit down before anyone can respond. "Thanks."
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