I remember when my dad and mom always used to say,
Mia, you have to eat!
You need lots and lots of food, or you'll get sick, Mia.
Mia, you need to drink this and blablabla.
And now Mia is freaking tired. Look what have they done. They have a 121 pounds daughter.
I tried to lose weight since last summer, but it's not as easy as it says.
Losing weight is more like finding a love life. It's impossible, well not impossible, but almost impossible, let's just say it's hard. Like for example, this morning when I swore I would never eat more than 3 pancakes, I was wrong.
I ate 4 and a half.
People in school always mocked the chubbies.
Well in this case, I am chubby. But thank god, they don't mock me anyway.
Well since I hang out with cool kids in school, no one would ever ever dare to mock or bully me because I'm chubby.
Even though I'm chubby... and kind of fat, trust me, I dressed like a pro that everyone get jealous of my cute boots. And my hair is what every girls dream hair.
And here I am now, walking through the locker where everyone stares at me because of my cute scarf, I think, and so, I find my best friend, standing in my locker while holding a stack of paper.
"What are you doing, Luke?"
"Hello? It's our Biology project! And you didn't even help or ask anything about it during the vacation!" Luke spats.
"Duh, I was on Hawaii! And come on, we were on vacation! Don't you want to enjoy it a bit?" I dance.
"I would! But this project is killing me! Seriously, we only have 4 days left til we have to submit this shit!" he cries.
"Ugh, give me those!" I snatch the paper from his hands. "I'll do the rest!"
Without waiting from his answer, I put the paper into my locker and heading through my first class.
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"So when would we finish our project again?" Luke says, budging me from the Biology lesson.
I sigh, "I didn't say when or even do the project with you!"
"So you'll do it alone?" he spats.
I nod my head carelessly.
"Oh, so not happen! I could get a D or even an F if you do the rest of the project, and then I-"
"Luke Hemmings, could you pay your attention to the lesson, or you could get out of my class!" Mr. Smith cuts him.
"Yes, Sir, I am sorry." Luke says quitley. I chuckle.
"Good. Thank you." Mr. Smith says, then back to the lesson.
After the school's over, Luke forces me to come over his house to do the project. I refuse, but he keeps forcing me, he said he wants to finish the project as fast as it could.
Well, I keep refuse, but he would buy me an ice cream if I would do the project. So in this case, I totally agreed.
I'm such a fatty.
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Thanks for reading! :)
My first writing! I know it's lame, and kinda a short chapter but let me know what do you guys think? x
