WE DO NOT HAVE TO DO THIS PLOT. We CAN create one together.
(Your Character) is the daughter of a businessman, owner of a famous local chain of stores. Her abusive mother and father are both highly religious, and view homosexuality as a sin. She's always been told that if she even spoke to anybody who was "against god's word and ideals", she'd be in serious trouble. As such, she goes as far as bullying and tormenting (my male), despite how much it hurts her to do so.
She is in a relationship, which she keeps hidden from her friends and family, not wanting anybody to tell her family or friends, much to her girlfriend's dislike. When her parents find out she's been dating the girl, they become enraged, "beating the gay" out of her, and telling her if she EVER kisses a girl again, she is going to be disowned by them.
As such, and with much regret, she ends the relationship.
(My Character) is below. "He" had troubles with (your character.) They went to the same high school, but never interacted, aside from her bullying of him, due to her parent's beliefs. He ends up at the same college as her, and, frightened of how she'll treat him here, avoids her. He becomes more withdrawn and timid, but wanting to be near anybody if he can avoid it. As such, he starts skipping lessons, staying in the house he and his partner share.
Wanting to make amends, she heads to the house, hearing screams of pain and terror, shouts of anger on arrival.
She forces her way into the apartment, discovering Charlie being abused and attacked by his "boyfriend". Something inside her snaps, and she fights off the abuser, getting the injured man out, and into her car, and to safety..
And that's all I have for background. I figured we could make a plot together, prehaps having the two abused characters bond, and grow to be like brother and sister, looking after, protecting and defending eachother, as well as (your female) getting back with her ex-girlfriend over time.
Name: Charlie Harrison (Pre-Transition)/ Charlotte Harrison (Post-transition/To his friends)
http://img1.ak.crunchyroll.com/i/spire4/48e2931364120672e5cfbd0c3155d7f41303734993_full.png (Charlie in front, Charlotte in back.)
Age: 19
To many, Charlie/Charlotte’s way of life is considered immoral and disgusting. For every positive comment, she receives ten negative ones. The reason for this? She is trans-sexual, and as such, identifies as a woman. For years, he has battled with body image issues and suffered bouts of depression over how she is viewed and how she felt suppressed and limited to portray herself to the outside world, keeping her desires hidden below the surface, waiting for, needing the chance to be who she truly wants to be.
The chance came when she transferred to a new college in order to get a new lease on life where she could settle down happily. Starting to dress, act, and portray herself as a more feminine person around a select group of friends, she found the elusive joy and excitement that had always been absent in her life before now. However, after a while, she started to receive threats and abusive emails from an unknown source, and became much more reluctant to portray her new personality and reverted to acting more masculine again, keeping her “secret” under wraps to avoid further abuse from the other students or staff faculty. All she wants… needs is someone to accept her, no matter if it is a friend or family member.
Charlotte stood by the vending machine, pondering for a moment, lost in thought. After a moment or so, she dug a few coins out of her pocket and pushed them into the machine, pressing a few buttons and letting her choice fall down, grabbing the water bottle after it landed. Smiling to herself, she unscrewed the cap and took a deep swig of the icy liquid, letting it run down her throat, soothing the dryness forming from the nerves she felt. Turning around, she made her way to her locker, grabbing a few books, ensuring her personal notebook was included in the pile, hoping she got the chance to spend a few moments collecting her thoughts or the chance to work on some creative writing.
"Who are you?" A voice spoke out, causing Charlotte to jump suddenly where she stood. Shutting the locker, she turned out, eyes meeting the taller girl's as she gazed upon her. "I'm talking to you, you need to answer me NOW!" She demanded, stomping her foot on the ground in a childish manner. Inwardly, Charlotte wanted to laugh at the other girl's actions, put in mind of a toddler having a tantrum. Instead, she kept the giggles buried, opting to give a friendly smile instead.
"My name is Charlotte. I'm new.. obviously. And your name is?" Charlotte offered a way to try and seem friendly, though to be left alone would have suited her just fine at that moment in time. Not that she was anti-social, she just wanted to get to lesson on time.
"I'm Felicity. Now, I'm going to offer you a choice. You can be who you are SUPPOSED to be, or keep up the act you have." The taller girl spoke in a dangerous tone, and the implications struck Charlotte like a runaway freight train, but she knew the best option was to remain calm at that moment in time.
"I don't have a clue what you mean. I'm not hiding anything from anybody. I am who I am, nothing more, nothing less." Charlotte felt her wall quaver under the imposing glare, and the next sentence sent chills through her spine.
"I know you are a boy. I have connections in other towns, and this town is small, my dear. Be careful, or this secret might get out." Felicity purred, smirking coldly at her.
"Oh, piss off you overgrown Barbie doll." Charlotte snapped, mentally kicking herself as the girl clicked her fingers, two of her "friends" appearing by her side, one making a motion to punch Charlotte, which the girl dodged, only to be hit in the gut by the other female, the two attackers flanking Felicity once more.