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Chapter 27; Well, this bastard is your boyfriend, loser.
Sighing, I changed the channel. Seriously, this tuesday night there was nothing to watch and it was just a day before Halloween. Wasn't there suppose to be "scary movies" on? I love those type of movies.
I mean, who the heck doesn't love yelling at stupid bitches something like this; "BEHIND YOU, YOU DUMB BITCH!" Or this; "RUN FASTER! DON'T LOOK BEHIND YOU!" Or this; "I TOLD YOU NOT TO LOOK BEHIND YOU! YOUR DUMBASS FELL!" Plus, you see bitches get sliced in chainsaws. Isn't that cool? (A/N Me and Amanda have this in common, instead of being scared, I laugh xD)
I heard a knock my door, and then it opened and revealed happy Daniel. Ever since yesterday, he has been acting all... Weird. I mean, he does have an intense crush on me and I can't help it, I guess I'm just that hot. Wink, wink okay, I'm kidding.
"What you doing?" He sits next to me on my bed, and I groan.
"Nothing."
"You're coming with me." He grabs my hand and pulls me off me bed, and I fall on the floor with a loud 'bump'.
"Ouch! You bastard." I groan once again.
"Well, this bastard is your boyfriend, loser."
"I'm not a loser!" I complain, and when I realize we were about to start a playful argument, I change my mind. "Whatever. Just, where do you want me to with you?"
"A place."
"Nah-shit it's a place. But where?"
"We'll find out when we get there. Now go put on a tampon or whatever you do to get ready." Before I knew it I was on top of my bed slapping the back of Daniel's head.
"What did I say about period jokes?" I warn him.
"Okay, okay, I'm kidding."
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"You done?" Daniel pokes his head through my bathroom door.
"Uh-huh." I nod, and run my fingers through my hair.
We hurried down the stairs and just when I was about to enter the living room to tell my mum I was going out, Daniel held me back. I pulled my hand, but it was no use, this guy was stronger.
His eyes bore into mine.
"What?" I find myself breathless.
"Hurry." He shakes his head and pulls away.
"Bye mum. I'm going out with Daniel!" I yell. Instead of actually going into the living room.
We both exit my house, and go in Daniel's car.
Right now, I felt like singing a stupid catchy song. I should've never watched that stupid countdown show with very annoying songs. Especially, that song... What's the name of it?
Oh yea! That Whitney Houston song. I will always love you. Ha, I swear every time I hear that song I crack myself up. Seriously, that song for some reason is hilarious.
I laughed at the thought, what if I just randomly started singing an OLD annoying love song?
"What's so funny?" Daniel stares at me then back at the rode.
"Nothing." I lie, and start laughing again.
Daniel chuckles. "Something is wrong with you."
"I know."
Daniel pulls up by a dark, lonely park.
What is he going to do to me? Rape me then kill me? That's what always happens at scary movies. I shake my head, something REALLY is wrong with me.
"Daniel, are you going to kill me?"
"What? See, I told you. Somethings wrong with you." Daniel raises an eyebrow. "Come, I want to show you something."
Daniel gets out, and stands infront of the car. I do the same thing, and watch everything he does. He gets a lighter out his pocket, and then a white stick. My eyebrows knit together.
What is that? Never seen it before- wait, or have I? Oh, come on Amanda! You know what that is!
"Where'd you get that?" I ask him.
He looks at what he's holding and then at me, his lips raise into a cocky smile. "I know a friend."
He puts the stick to his mouth and lights it up. Was I seriously going to do something illegal with him? He inhales and exhales releasing a big puff of smoke.
"Do you want to try it?" He asks holding the stick with his pointer finger and thumb.
Well, I guess it can't be that bad can't it? I've already done under-age drinking. How bad can it hurt? Plus, nobody will know.
I nod, and he hands me the cigar. I bring it to my lips and do the same thing he did. I cough a little, I mean, it's my first time!
And that is how we wasted half an hour.
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••Daniel's POV••
"Look at the stars! They're so pretty!" Anna giggled, and pointed at the stars.
"Oh, I see them alright." I chuckle, and take a bite out of my hamburger.
We were currently at McDonald's, since "Miss. I-Like-To-Try-New-Stuff." Got hungry.
She nibbles on her chicken nugget and then throws it at my face. I place my hamburger on the table and look at her in a very annoying way.
She starts laughing in a very loud tone, which makes me stare even harder. Next time, I shouldn't get her high.
I take my phone out my pocket and check the time, I didn't want Anna to be past her curfew. '9:01'
"Shit." I curse under my breath.
"Oooh! You said a bad word!" Anna giggled, stopped, and stared at the table quiet.
"Come on. Let's go." I hurry her but she crosses her arms and shakes her head.
"I don't want to leave!"
"Well then..."
I carry her over my shoulder and rush into the car. I felt like I was taking care of a toddler, I mean REALLY, this girl IS like a toddler.
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Blah. This chapter sucks. I KNOW. But it more of a filler chapter. And plus, I've had writers block, and not only THAT, but I've been grounded -.-
Trust me! Next chapter will be better and, longer.
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