Dibs

Karson Danvers, adopted by the Danvers family when he was 12. A rough age to adopt. He definitely gave the family some challenges.

When he would get into fights at school, although he was never the one to start them.

When he was caught stealing flowers from the grocery store (multiple times), he never revealed why.

After a year, he settled in a way. He learned that the Danvers weren’t going to give him up. Weren’t going to send him away.

He got comfortable. Became friends with his sister. She didn’t like him at first, but she would never admit that she loved him in a way.

When Karson turned 14, freshmen year started.

Karson hated high school. He hated the locker rooms. He hated the teenage boys that would shove him into lockers. He hated teenage girls that would giggle at him in the hallway. He hated the teachers that never seemed to understand that he just wanted to stay in the classroom for lunch.

Lena Luthor was one of his tormentors. She always found a way to pick on him. She had never hurt him physically sure, but the jokes and the words went to his head.

She seemed to be around so often that he started to believe her.

He was annoying, he was a nerd, he was a loner, he didn’t have friends, he should switch schools, he had stupid hair, weird clothes, dumb glasses...

Karson hated high school. And god, he hated Lena Luthor worst of all.

And when Karson was home, he hated himself. He hated his hair, his body, his clothes. He hated how muscular his stomach was, because he didn’t even work out and for some reason, he couldn’t get rid of the toned shoulders and arms.

He sometimes wished if he could be a girl.

But that’s crazy, because that’s not a thing?

So he would call himself crazy, and weird, and stupid for thinking such things.

Karson finally expressed this to his adoptive mom when she asked why he took such long showers and why it took so long for him to get dressed in the morning.

She hugged him and not long after, she took him to a therapist who diagnosed him with gender dysphoria.

And when the therapist explained what this was, his brain spasmed. Because he wasn’t crazy, or weird, or stupid. This such thing was normal in a way, and it was curable?

He went home and told Alex all about it.

She was proud of him.

Her.

Not long after, Karson was being called Kara and was using she/her pronouns in the house.

Kara didn’t want to come out to her school yet. And of course, the Danvers family wasn’t quite sure why, because they had no idea of the bullying Kara endured there.

A few months after her social transition in her home, Karas hair length grew to shoulders. Although she curled, straightened, and tried out different hair styles at home, when she was at school, it was normal. Brushed out, middle part. Sometimes a side part if her dysphoria was worse than normal.

Long hair was a big accomplishment for Kara. It made her feel good and happy.

Kara now changed clothes in the nurses office, instead of the boys locker room. She didn’t mind it, she preferred it actually. She got a pass to leave class early so she could make it to PE in time. Although she did have to come up with excuses as to why she was always leaving class.

She found out a good one was telling people she was diabetic and had to test her sugar levels. No one asked after that.

It was a Wednesday, and she was making her way to the nurses office. She was walking fast, but not fast enough apparently because a certain raven haired girl was cutting her off.

“Hey there loser.” Lena smiled, and god Kara hated this girl, but her smile was-

Don’t think that Kara!

Kara stopped on her heal, she frowned slightly and lowered her head. Her shoes suddenly much more interesting than before.

“It’s kinda rude not to say hi back, ya know?” Lena taunted, she walked around Kara, like she was the predator and Kara was her prey.

“H-Hi.” Kara spoke, voice barely above a whisper.

“There you go! He talks! Didn’t know you did that!” Lena giggled.

Kara huffed lightly, wishing she could get to the nurses office and do what she needed to do.

Lena reached out, and although she had never hurt Kara, the brunette flinched. There was a slight look of concern in the other girls eyes, but Kara wasn’t looking to notice.

So, Lena ran a finger through the boys hair. “Your hair is getting long, Karson. Not many girls like that, or boys I guess, if that’s what your into.”

Kara cringed at the name, and she cringed at the mention of boys.

Gross.

“Are you into boys, Karson? You can tell me, I won’t snitch.”

Lena wasn’t asking to be mean, honestly, she really didn’t want Karson to be gay, because he wasn’t too bad on the eyes, and she wouldn’t mind getting with him in a few years.

“N-No.”

Lena hummed, “Anyways, I would cut the hair if you’re trying to get a girlfriend. Why are you growing it out anyways?” Lena paused, giggling lightly, “you wanna be a girl or something?”

Kara flinched, and she knows she did. She froze, more than she already was. And if Kara were to look up, she would see that Lenas eyes widened and her eyes softened slightly. The bell rang and Kara was off, kids were in the halls and Lena didn’t glance back to see where the boy(?) ran off to.

It was until the last week of freshmen year that Kara decided to come out to the school. Her parents had to set up a meeting with the principle, Cat Grant, who had to change Karas name in the school system and in the computers. She had to send emails too all of Karas teachers and this was the part Kara dreaded most.

“You will have to come out to your class yourself, Kars-Kara. I’m sorry.” Cat Grant gave a small smile, apologizing for the slip up.

“I understand that you are mentally a girl, but considering we live on a smaller side of town, I would use the nurses office for changing and bathroom needs. Some parents aren’t very kind, and neither are students.”

Kara nodded slightly, her stomach heavy with butterflies.

“I’m very proud of you, Kara. If anyone says something rude, please let me know.”

Kara went to class the day after, and she was a mess. Her hands were shaking as gripped her backpack. She had on black skinny jeans, with a purple t-shirt that had a little green alien in the top right corner. It was one of her favorites.

When she walked in, the teacher, Mrs.Smith, gave her a polite smile and waved her over.

“Hi, Kara. I just wanted to let you know that I’m very proud of you.” The woman smiled, and Kara smiled back. “You can do this yourself or I can make it very brief and do it for you? Your choice.”

Kara didn’t really know what to say, and she was scared out of her mind. “Could you do it? I don’t really know what to say.”

“Yes, you have a seat and I’ll let everyone know once class has started.”

Kara was nervous, her leg bounced, her fingers shook, her breathing was erratic. She was terrified.

And then Lena Luthor walked in and her stomach dropped.

What would the girl have to say about Kara now? The options could be endless.

Lena glanced at Kara, who quickly looked away and began to play with the hem of her shirt.

The bell rang and Karas heart was almost beating out of her chest.

Mrs.Smith got up from her desk and greeted the class as normal, explaining what they were doing today, and everything else normal.

“I do have some important news, and if I hear anything negative come out of any of your mouths, you will be sent to the principles office immediately. No warnings.” Mrs.Smith warned, and Kara almost felt like she wanted to cry out of fear.

“As everyone knows who Karson is, he has felt like it is time to let you all know that he is actually Kara. She has come out as transgender and would prefer if you all used she and her pronouns, and called her Kara. It takes a lot of time and guts to come out. And I want you all to say hello to Kara.”

Kara was picking at her nails as she gave a slight nod to the teacher, who smiled at her.

There was a bored, and quiet “hi, Kara” from the class, and Kara gulped. Looking up and nodding to her classmates. There as few whispers here and there, but Kara urged herself not to listen.

The class went by as normal, and when the bell rang, she was out of the class faster than ever. She did not want to be around Lena. Kara didn’t want to know what the girl would say.

For Karas next few classes, the teacher offered to tell the class themselves which Kara was grateful for. It was easier that way. And Kara didn’t like talking in front of large groups of people anyways.

Kara hasn’t run into Lena all day, and she was happy about that, but when lunch rolled around, her heart was beating a little bit faster and her stomach hurt a bit more.

When the lunch bell rang, Kara threw her bag over her shoulder and got out of the class as quick as she could. By the time Lena had left the class, Kara was rounding the corner.

Kara was almost to the school exit doors, her feet were almost floating from how fast she was walking. But nothings ever easy for Kara.

Her back hit the ground with a thud, and a groan leaving her lips.

“What’s up, freak.” Mike Matthews and Jimmy Olsen stood over her.

Karas throat bobbed as she tried to scramble to her feet. Her efforts weren’t of any help, as Mike had grabbed ahold of her back pack and dragged her into the lockers. She fell to her side, she whimpered as she could feel a bruise already forming on her back.

“Tranny freak. Couldn’t get enough attention as a boy so you’re becoming a girl? Fucking weirdo.” Jimmy hissed, grabbing her backpack straps and pulling her upwards. Karas feet barely touched the ground as Jimmy held her against the lockers.

“Are you a retard too? I’ve never even heard you speak! Go on, talk!” Kara winced as Mike yelled in her face, her hands shaking as she grabbed at Jimmy’s hands, trying to pry him off of her.

“You’re a fucking retard, you know that?” Jimmy dropped Kara to her feet, and without the lockers against her back, she probably would have fallen over.

But that didn’t last long either, as Mike slammed his fist into her gut and she doubled over.

“Don’t ever come near me, freak. Or I’ll kill you.” Mike spit, and Kara held her stomach in pain, wishing for the boys to just leave.

Jimmy winded up his foot, aiming to kick Kara in the stomach. Karas entire body clenched, preparing for the pain. She closed her eyes, because maybe if she didn’t watch, it would hurt less.

“Hey!”

Jimmy and Mike both froze as they turned to the voice, and Kara felt a wave of relief, because maybe they had gotten caught. Maybe they’d be suspended or worse. Maybe she could live in peace.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” The voice got louder as they approached. And once Kara really registered who was speaking, a chill went down her spine and her fingers began to shake.

“Lena! Welcome to the show! Would you like a shot at the freak.” Jimmy smiled, motioning to the balled up girl on the ground.

Kara waited for the blow to come. For Lena to take the one step closer to physical abuse. She waited for Lena to slam her foot into Karas gut and get it over with.

But a loud slap was heard through the hall and Kara almost thought it was to herself. But she opened her tear filled eyes and watched as Jimmy held his right cheek with a shocked look.

“What the fuck, Le-“

“She’s mine. You ever think about touching her again, I will shoot you between the eyes myself.” The raven haired girl glared at the boys, who were frozen in confusion.

“She? Don’t tell me you accept this kind of stuff? It’s a freak!” Mike yelled, his face red with anger.

“She is mine to mess with, spread it around. If I find out anyone else touches her, they’re dead.” Lena was inches from Mikes face, her finger pointed into his chest.

“Whatever, Lena.” Mike rolled his eyes, walking off with Jimmy hot on his tail.

Kara couldn’t move, she shouldn’t. She was frozen as she heard Lenas feet approach her.

Kara didn’t know when she had shut her eyes again, but she was terrified to open them.

“Alright, get up shortstock, I don’t need a teacher walking up and think I’ve done this to you.” Lena spoke, glancing around the halls briefly.

Kara was scared to move, wondering if maybe this whole thing was a prank and the boys would jump out from around the corner and beat her up again.

Kara let out a tiny yelp as the taller girl grabbed ahold of her back pack straps and hauled Kara to her feet.

Kara still didn’t open her eyes, tears still spilled out of them as she stood. Her stomach and back ached, and she felt like she was going to fall again.

“Look at me.” Lena deadpanned, crossing her arms across her chest.

Kara took in a deep breath, prying her own eyes open as a blurry Lena appeared in front of her.

Lena searched the girls light blue eyes, squinting slightly. “I’d go to the nurse for some ibuprofen.”

Kara gulped, glancing down the hall before returning her attention to Lena.

“Don’t overthink what I just did for you. You’re mine to mess with. I called dibs at the beginning of the year, Mike and Jimmy knew that. You’re still a loser.” Lena clicked her tongue, turning on her heal and heading down the hallway.

Kara stared as the girl walked away, and was Lena walking away an amazing sight to see.

“By the way, Kara is a better name then Karson, easier to pronounce.” Lena announced before she turned the corner to head to lunch.

Kara hated high school, but she hated Lena a little bit less than everyone else.