Overcoming Awkward.

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

     "Your on the phone with your girlfriend she's upset she going off about something that you said.." Taylor swift's country voice belted out of my alarm clock as I peeped from underneath the three layers of blankets I was currently buried in.

      I slowly got out of the bed and walked to the mirror, my short black hair stuck up in every which direction, my face was covered in a fresh set of pimples that looked as if they came in over night. I grabbed my phone and headed towards the bathroom thinking that a shower will help cure my tragic state.

       On the walk there I checked for any new messages, and of course there wasn't any. I stepped into the bathroom and grabbed my flower scented bath gel. "I could at least smell nice since I look like a disaster." I thought to mysef as jumped into the steaming water.  Fifteen minutes later I was out the shower and wrapped up in a big fluffy towel waddling towards my room hoping that no one would see me in this is ungodly state.

      Once I was in the secruity of my bedroom I dropped the towel and turned on the radio. "Don't stop pop that pop that pop that..."  filled my once quiet room. I began to nod my head to the beat, and after a few secounds the music took over and I began to pelvic thrust while my arms were waving in the air as if they werent attached to my body. The music was so loud that I didn't even notice my bedroom door being opened, but when I heard a loud shriek I looked over to see my mom standing in the doorway looking as if she was about to faint. "Ava Lashay what the hell!?"  "Erhmm I can explain?" I managed to stutter out as I picked my towel up of the floor to shield my exposed body. "Whatever I don't even want to know just hurry and get dressed so you wont be late to your last day of school!" With that said she closed my doors and left me in my naked glory.

                I walked over to my full body mirror and looked over my reflection, my stomach was big and round and poked out as if I was about to give birth to a whale, and my meaty thighs rubbed together in a unflattering fashion. Growing uncomfortbale with the breeze that I felt in between my legs I decided that I was going to start getting dressed.

                Walking in my closet you would think that I had tons of clothes but really I just had a bad case of not being able to throw things away.  Most of the things in my closet were either to small, out of fashion, or just to embarrasing to wear in public. I found a old Hello Kitty shirt and a pair of my favorite capri's, and because my toenails were not painted and awfully sharp I decided that today was a good day to wear tennis shoes. Once I was fully clothed I went downstairs to grab a poptart before it was time for me to catch the bus. When the bus came to my stop I got on with my head down and the volume on my headphones turned all the way up.  I sat in the very first seat and stretched my legs out knowing that no one would dare commit social suicide and sit next to me.

                When we arrived to school I was the last one off the bus, you would think I would be the first eager to get the last day of school out the way , however I know how ignorant people like to act on the last day and I was everything but ready for it. When the very last kid got off the bus I figured it was my time to embark on my one way trip to hell.  The bus driver gave me a friendly smile and said "have a great day at school." And in return a gave her the basic head nod with a grunt, telling me to have a good day at school is like telling a crackhead that crack isnt good for you.  Pointless.