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Chapter 2: As bloated as a pufferfish

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He sat alone, but this time it was in the cafeteria. Janie hadn't been present today. Gemma was sitting at her usual table, her head buried into her hands as she tried to study. She unlike some, actually tried, when it came to their studies. Cara, the queen bee sat there, looking quite pissed off if he might add, fiddling with the tips of her overly dyed blonde hair. Her lilac fake nails, which were long enough to be used as a fishing rod, nearly scraped her face, causing her to yelp in surprise.

He held in his obnoxious laughter. It truly wasn't a pretty sight to see a boy, nearly die in laughter, but it was almost as worst to see him look like he's going to suffocate. He was bright as a strawberry and as bloated as a pufferfish. He looked absolutely ridiculous. She saw it. Gemma, and she too had to stifle her laughter. He bit his lip and looked down at his tray, a half eaten Apple, a finished packet of strawberry milk and a packet of crisps that hadn't even been touched. He sighed, he should really eat more. Maybe then he would get some muscles. He snorted at his own thought. Not even the best personal trainer and the amount of food the fattest man on the planet ate would give him anything but a very tired, drained out body, with a extremely large pot belly that could rival coach's.

The bell rang, signalling the end of lunch. He stood up, before picking up his tray and trailing off towards the garbage bins, that stood somewhere close to his usual seat. The worst seat for the least popular. Except Bernie, who stood right next to bins eating. He wouldn't mind Bernie sitting with him, but he wasn't going to say anything that would ruin his 'reputation'!

He laughed on his way to class. Making a couple of younger students to give him an extremely freaked out look as they made there way to class. One group in particular mumbled something about 'him being insane', or something like that. To this he only laughed harder, but before he entered class he realised that he probably actually did look insane laughing by himself.

He entered the class, holding the best look of boredom he could muster. Mr. O'Conner nodded in his direction, knowing that asking him a question would be out of the box, and completely dumb.

So as he sat himself down in the back of the class and pulled out his notebook and pens, highlighters not included.

The speech began, scaring many still asleep students, causing him to laugh. Janie would have given him an amused look and shook her head in happiness. That was the way she expressed her, need to be happy, during class. It made him laugh too. Just at the memory of it.

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"Students of this lovely school", he looked around locking eyes with whoever he could, 'we have decided to send two of our smartest students on a trip to Mexico for the week!", causing he whole stadium to break out into uncontrollable fits of either laughter or murmuring.

He lolled his head to he left and stared at Janie who sat two seats down from him, she was looking at him, a small smile playing on her lips. She seemed happy, but he could sense a tinge of sadness in there somewhere.

She was already thinking about the results, she had her picks, she was just sad about her picks and her need to make other people happy.

He looked away. Trying not to decrease his mood more. The principal had his hands filled with about six different envelopes. Okay...

"The first winner is", he paused in obvious need to get the attention of the student body. How pathetic!

"Janie Matthews!", he announced and he turned excitedly towards her. Hoping to see her in her true joyful state, but she seemed confused her eyebrows were furrowed. She seemed torn. "Ms. Matthews would you come up please!", the principal said a smile spreading on his lip. He truly did like her, like everyone else. Her face lit up, but he frowned. He brushed it off. Watching as her small frame walked up the steps towards the stage. She took the envelope from, his hand, and mouthed something along the lines of 'thank you', before hastily walking back to her seat, but not without smiling at almost everyone.

She sat back in her chair before turning to look at him, she sent him a sad smile, and he frowned. What was wrong?

"The next receiver of our trip is, Fin Carter!", he announced, his eyes widened, he didn't think himself as such a smart one.

He but his lip and hurried on to the stage, he smiled weakly at the principal, who was beaming up at him, people would have mistaken him as a gay.

He rushed back to his seat, in such a hurry that he nearly tripped on the last step. As soon as he plopped down. The principal smiled, an almost secret smile. "We have decided that we will send three groups of two children for this, they will be sent to different areas of the country though", the crowd murmured again, do they have the need to murmur at every given moment.

"Second group consists of, Carly Samuel!", he announced smiling as the girl with awfully frizzy blonde hair stepped up to the stage. He towered over her in height, as she was a measly 5'1, she smiled a timid smile before rushing down the stage, she plopped next to a boy with bright blue eyes and a smile that could kill. He smiled down at her, and she smiled back, but you could tell it was guarded.

"Going with her is, Justin Bailey!", he announced, the star football player. Blue eyes had something to worry about.

Justin sauntered up the stage, he stood face to face with the principal, sending him a salute in return for his envelope. Earning a few laughs. For what reason he didn't know?

"Last group!", he announced as if it was supposed to scare the living day lights out of everyone, "Dorothy Jenkins!", he called smiling when Dorothy who was the most adorable seventeen year old alive, walked onto the stage. Her short bob cut brown hair, shook a little at her bouncy walk.

He stiffled a laugh. Her bright green doe eyes widened in appreciation at the envelope she mumbled a quick thank you and walked down the stage. Bouncing joyfully.

"And her partner will be Joseph Williams!", oh lord! Joseph was known as the rudest most sinister boys in their grade. He frowned to himself and walked up to the stage snatching up the envelope he walked to his seat, when he walked past Dorothy he glared, making her shiver. Poor thing.

"In your envelopes there will be the tickets, date, time and place", he smirked, "so you all have to read up.

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Mr. Fin Carter,

You have been selected by your school, to take a trip to the beautifully city of Texas. Your train will be due to leave by 7:50am, on the 20th of March. Please be sure to pack all the necessary, do not over pack for the maximum weight of your baggage is 40kg. You are due to return back home on the 20th of next month. Activities have been organised for you there.

We hope you have a pleasant journey!

Mr. Philip Seymour.

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