no moral, no lesson, my politics don't have any role. I've just been sicker than Hell, bored of the Harry Potter stuff (probably coming back, just a break from it) and I had this idea for something real short. a few one-shots will hopefully get me active again. now if you'll excuse me, I'm going back to lying in bed with a virus that makes me envy Amber :P



One of the boys


Amber just wanted to be one of the boys. She wasn’t unhappy being a girl, there were certain advantages, ways to get HER way, but most of the time, she wanted to be like the boys. She kept her hair short, even as a little kid. She ran around with the boys, playing in the dirt, kicking a ball, getting into spitting contests and telling dirty jokes. She pulled pranks with them and got detention with them.


At first, the boys didn’t like ‘one of the girls’ getting in on all of their stuff, they thought they had to act differently around her, or go easy on her, and they resented her for that. But after a little practice, Amber started to beat them at video games, at sports, at spitting. Not in a Mary Sue way, she wasn’t MUCH better, she wasn’t ALWAYS better, but she heard the laughter, she played twice as hard, she stayed in the yard all night pitching, she drove those video game cars until her fingers bled, and she learned to hold her own. When this happened, they started to respect her, treat her as one of the gang.


As they got older, Amber was still one of the boys. Her hips widened more, and her breasts grew large and heavy and mouthwatering (and she had no shyness or reservations about letting her friends see them, nor was she above whipping her shirt off when a distraction was a competitive advantage), but she was still one of the boys in all the ways she cared about. She was the first girl on many of the sports teams, and when her school won the big game and the cheerleaders were fawning all over the boys, she took a cheerleader upstairs and put a sock on the door, just like the boys.


Eventually, it was time for university. Amber had gotten an athletic scholarship just like many of her friends, and the group stayed together, partying and competing, and taking that one political philosophy class that made them feel like badass anarchists. When the government corruption was too much to bear and it was overthrown, they cheered it and debated it in class. When the government cracked down and took away many liberties, she protested in the streets, just like the boys. She had a weapon, just like the boys, and when the protest turned into a riot and then a massacre, she was arrested with the boys.


She had her head shaved, just like the other boys, and she stood trial with them. She was convicted, just like the rest of the boys, and they were all raped repeatedly in prison. Amber and the boys were athletic in the outside world, but they were all prison bitches in here.


Then one day, the appeals ran out, and they were all taken outside, Amber and the other boys. She dug a mass grave with them, she knelt with them, and a moment after she felt the cold gun against her head, her body with half her skull blown away tumbled into the hole, no different from the boys.