— Chapter 2 —
*Disclaimer: This chapter will have topics such as body image and eating disorders*
Another day at school, great. I decided to get ready for my first last day of school. Thoughts come to mind as I look through my closet, thoughts that as much as I want to get rid of... I can't.
"If you wear makeup, you would look so much prettier"
"Maybe try to wear a dress instead of your sweats"
"Your hair straight actually looks pretty"
"Have you tried going to the gym? Eating healthy and exercising will help you look gorgeous"
I can't remember the last time that somebody didn't make those types of comments. You see, I have played sports since I could remember. I played volleyball, basketball and softball. After school and practice, I would hit up the gym for two hours. Yet, somehow that wasn't enough and nobody was recognizing the hard work that I was putting in, or so I thought.
That's how ladies and gentlemen I developed an eating disorder. I have never been on the smaller side and as far as I remember every annual check-up, the doctors will always tell my mom I was overweight. At first, I didn't mind but now it's when I realized how much trauma those simple unnecessary comments really impact your life in the long run. In addition to all this fun, I was diagnosed with PCOS at the age of 15 which also impacts my blood sugar levels. Do you get it now? PCOS makes it 10x harder to lose any type of weight, on top of that I have insulin resistance issues and now every doctor tells me it's all about diet, yet they have no idea that for years I restricted food so much to the point it was unhealthy. Now, you may be asking yourself: why do we care? You probably don't, you don't have to but it is my life and I am tired of letting people and their irrelevant comments get to me. No, this is now the time where I can learn from life and be a better person. Now is the time where I can stand up for myself and the next time I go to the doctor for an ear infection and they tell me "what are you doing to lose weight?" I can now confidently say "nothing, that's not what I came here for and if I did I would've told you from the beginning jackass, now do your job since we all know these next 5 minutes will be very costly."
I have been with a dietician and with a counselor for about a year now and it does make me feel so much better to have people to support me when I need it the most but I can't help it but think "what type of mate will I have?" "will he be kind and loving despite my flaws or is he going to be a good for nothing mate that has let society brainwash his mind on body image?". For now, I don't even have the answer myself, and that's what scares me the most.
I decided to put on my practice uniform for school, sweats and a long sleeve. Don't judge me! It's so much easier to be ready by the time practice starts. Plus, I am extra comfortable. I go to the kitchen and serve myself some cereal. Sigh. Let's make this year go by as smoothly as possible.
I feel my phone vibrate and look at the screen, "Mom".
"Hello"
"Hi Isa, ya estas lista para la escuela?"
"Si mama, estoy desayunando y ahorita me salgo para esperar al autobús."
"Con cuidado y presta atención que no te vaya a dejar, Me hablas cuando estes en la escuela"
"Claro que si. Te quiero"
"Te quiero mi niña"
Hung Up.
I quickly finish my breakfast and wash my plate before heading to the curb in front of my house to wait for the school bus. Couple of minutes later, I see the yellow thing and as the driver stops to let me in, I notice that I am the first one in. This is amazing, I get to choose where to sit and not worry about having to ask someone if I can sit next to them. As the school bus makes its many stops, I can't help but look out the window and pray that this year will be the year I will be truly loved.
-At School-
I meet up with my best friend Geneva at my locker and she is the opposite of me, she is so giddy all the time that I wish I had that happiness in me.
"So, are you excited to meet your mate? What if he's on the football team or in basketball. Oh wait, what if he's a nerd?"
Sigh. "Geneva, to me it wouldn't matter what he's in or what he isn't in. You know that all I care is that they are a good person and that they love me for me"
"I know but anyone would be stupid not to love you. Like shit Isa, you're the smartest person I know, a kickass volleyball player and not to mention you have a great ass"
"You know I don't like talking about my body"
"That's because you only focus on the negative comments. Come on Isa, do you really think I would lie to you? You have an amazing ass but more than that an amazing personality"
I go to hug Geneva. "Thank you bestie, that's what I needed to hear. I just can't help but feel excited and terrified at the same time. What if he's an ass?"
"Then we can deal with it when the time comes"
"LADIEESSSS make way for the one and only Zaydeen!!!"
We look back at all the commotion, all the guys and girls are surrounded by the one and only Zayden. I can't help but roll my eyes. That son of a bitch really thinks he's the shit. I can't help but feel disgusted when I look at him, he's such a man-whore. Unfortunately, he is beyond hot I would have to say he is sexy. At the age of 18, he is built like a linebacker. Those arms , ugh.
He sure is sexy, I wouldn't mind tapping that once... or twice said Athena my wolf. She is such a virgin whore is not even funny.
I want to find my mate Athena, I don't want to be looking at a man-whore who is not only a toy but in case you forgot he's from the rival pack you bitch! I tell Athena.
Whatever, I was just looking at eye-candy. No harm no foul.
Geneva and I both belong to the Red Moon pack with my dad being the Beta and Geneva's dad the Alpha. Boy-whore over here had just taken over the Black-Throne pack and I just knew I couldn't get close to him or I might just catch something!
Whatever.
My mind drifts back to my mate, how bad do I want to find him but how scared am I feeling. It is said that most will find their mates when you look into each other's eyes, that your world stops when you make that eye contact. However, it's not like that for the wolves in a higher rank like your Alpha and Beta. Apparently, those assholes will be able to smell their mate the minute they take over their parents responsibilities even if they are not of age and their partner won't even know until they become 18.... Lucky bastards. If you ask me, that's totally unfair! Eh, what do I care about anyway? We are talking Alpha's, Beta's, Delta's and I would be lucky if I even get a significant other.
Did I tell you that most students in this crappy high school are wolves? One might think that's cool, yeah no it isn't because everyone knows everything about everyone else, there are no secrets. That was my biggest fear, that I would get rejected in school and both packs that attend would know about it... how embarrassing. Last year an omega got rejected by a warrior and let's just say that she moved states.
As I made my way to Calculus, I briefly made eye contact with Zayden and he stopped and stared.... And continued to stare. Weirdo. He looked at me from toe to head, made a face of disgust, rolled his eyes and went to make out with Daniela, his current fling. I couldn't help but feel anxious and disappointed by the look he gave me but what was I expecting? For him to come crawling to my feet? Absolutely not but still.... It would be nice.
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Ruthless Alpha and His Curvy Mate
WerewolfIsa is a seventeen year old who is about to start her senior year and although she is happy she will no longer have to do school, she doesn't know who she is as a person outside of it. Isa struggles with her body image and has many insecurities. How...