That's what happens when the teacher calls out your name for the seating chart at school. So, basically, I'm in a class with a bunch of people that I've never seen.
My teacher was calling out names for the seating chart and I mean, I don't pay attention to the names so I figured nobody else was. I ended up having to sit around a bunch of guys, which was fine with me. The guy sitting behind me and I started talking and we started talking during class and whatnot since then. Nobody around me EVER said "she" or "he" when referring to me, and I was curious to see which they would use.
Of course, my teacher had to say my name, which is girly as anything. So that went out the window.
Anyway, I was talking to the guy that sits behind me and I needed to borrow his notes but I didn't know his name, so I said "you", to which he told me his name. He already knew my name though so I didn't need to tell him mine.
Later on, we started working together and he asked, "No offense, but are you a lesbian or...?"
You see, I'm in a "I'm half out at school" situation. So most people still don't know I'm trans. Which I don't want to have to explain to somebody that might not take it well. So I just shrugged and said, "I don't know." I'm not going to give people the idea that I'm a lesbian. Sure, they might think I am, but I personally won't say I am.
I don't want to slap a label on myself that doesn't fit me. Then again, I didn't want to go through the "Actually, I'm transgendered." thing.
Especially when I have the chance of making a new friend, seeing as I don't even like a good majority of my friends. And I have virtually no male friends, so I didn't want to ruin it.
If we become better friends, I'll tell him.
He said he didn't mean to offend me or anything, but I said it was cool and that I've been asked worst questions.
But still. It does offend me.
There was a transguy at my school last year that was a friend of my best friend, and he would come into the girls' locker room because the school made him use it, screaming to his female friends about how some guy asked if he was a lesbian. Yeah, that's pretty much what I want to do when somebody asks. I don't want to have to freak out and then have people who don't know what transgender is say, "Well, you do look like a lesbian."
I have two solutions.
1. Get over it.
2. Move to a different state (which I might be doing this summer. Of course, I have to officially come out to my mother if I'm going to make being stealth possible.)