Chapter 1
Chapter one - Six years old
Ella. I’ve always hated that name. I always hated how… feminine it was. I was sitting in the back of the car. We were on our way to my dance lessons. Don’t get me wrong, I love dance, but leotards are uncomfortable and dig into my skin, the tu-tus that the six year old girls have to wear are itchy, poofy, and pink, and dressing rooms are just plain uncomfortable. I didn’t like the way my body looked. It was too small and skinny. The thing I liked least was my hair. It was long and chestnut brown. I hated the way it looked. It made me look like a girl. And at the time, I kind of was. I couldn’t change it. At least that’s what I though at the time.
