Diary of a Fat Girl

4.

Dear diary

We had gym for last period. I've always hated gym. I hated it even more today because they transferred Caleb into my class. 

As soon as he saw me he flashed me his signature smirk. Even though I tried to deny it, I couldn't. That one look gave me butterflies. Whether I liked it or not, I knew that I was attracted to him. And I had it in the worst way. How could I possibly like the person that makes me feel like crap every day? 

When he stepped into the room, all eyes were on him. Girls swooned and guys cheered. I've always wanted to be popular but who wanted to be friends with a fat whale? 

The game for today was basketball. I hate basketball. Actually, I hate every sport. Wanna know why? Because I suck at sports. I'm always the last person picked. Even the nerdy boy at the back got picked before me. 

I was finally put onto the team of Caleb's opponents. It wasn't even half way over and I was sweating and panting. My legs and lungs were burning. I felt like I was about to faint. I eventually did faint. And while I was lying on the floor, about to black out, guess what I heard? Laughing.

-Anna