Garret: Hey sis, what’s up?

Kaylee: I just…I’m so done with this dude…

Garret: Done with what? Your not thinking of jumping off a cliff, are you? How could you leave me like this?! I thought we had something special Kay-

Kaylee: [laughing] Shut up, you ass. I’m not jumping off a cliff, I’m just thinking about leaving.

Garret: Leaving…?

Kaylee: Leaving here, going back to the city. I can’t do this Garret. I can’t keep living with Mom always telling me how to act and dress and-

Garret: Kay, I know what you mean, but we just turned seventeen. You can’t just leave, we have the rest of the year-

Kaylee: I DON’T CARE ABOUT THAT STUPID SCHOOL!!!! I just want to be somewhere where I can be me and no one will tell me to put on a dress or wear my hair down! I just hate it here.

Garret: …Kay, I’ve always wondered this, but…why do you wear my old clothes?

Kaylee: Because I like your clothes and hate everything about ‘mine.’ 

Alyse: I sincerely hope you wear proper attire for your first day.

Kaylee: Of course, jeans, jacket, beanie, boots. Same as always.

Alyse: KAYLEE ANNE HARGROVE!!! You will wear a dress and will wear your hair down. You need to make a good first impression at this new school, and I fully expect you to be a well-behaved lady.

Screw that. I’m wearing whatever the hell I want. And who wants to be a ‘well-behaved lady?’ I sure as hell don’t.

Alyse: So I hope you two know that I expect you to do well at this new school.

Both: Yes, Mother.

Alyse: Garret, I did not move my political campaign to this tiny, back-water town just so you could goof off. You will devote yourself to your studies and socializing can come second. Am I understood?

Garret: Yes, ma’am.

Alyse: And Kaylee, dear, I expect you to wear the clothes I bought you, not your brother’s hand-me-downs. It’s unbecoming for such a pretty face to be stuck in those threadbare dungarees.

Kaylee: [sigh, grumbling] I happen to like these clothes mom. I’m comfortable in them. And no one’s called these ‘dungarees’ since the last century. 

Alyse: [ignoring her daughter’s words] do work on your elocution, Kaylee. I can hardly understand you these days. Do I need to set up an appointment with a speech pathologist?

Kaylee: No, ma’am.

Meet Kaylee Hargrove, just a teen tryna become the next big musical thing. 

Aspiration: Musical Genius

Loves Outdoors / Goofball

Kaylee is having trouble coming to terms with their gender. They are feeling pressured by their well-to-do, and rather strict, parents, and while their twin brother Garret is pretty supportive and lends Kaylee clothes, he really doesn’t get why Kaylee can’t just satisfied with being a tomboy.