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It's the 1st day of my high school and to start with I'm late. Yeah! Late on the 1st day of my high school.
So, I am Kaylee Smith, a 17-year-old girl, who is a fatty with fair rough skin filled with freckles and bold rimmed glasses and dark circles because I am always into my Wattpad stories till late in night, to start with and today on the 1st day of my high school I'm late, ofc because of my late reading habits. Well, I think I can still manage because I only have 40 minutes to complete my routine and reach school. I stood in front of the mirror inspecting myself. I have hazel brown eyes which I got from Dad and my long brown wavy hair reaching my waist are from my mom. I looked at the pathetic me in the mirror, who is so fat, always bullied, embarrassed and ashamed and not even loved by her mom because of her body and like a cherry on top my only supporter, my dad left me 7 years ago in an accident. I promised myself to make my last 2 years of my schooling memorable.
I rushed to the bathroom and had the quickest shower of my life. I rushed downstairs and gave my mom a big hug. To be truthful we were never too close, because she is a senior lawyer, always traveling to different countries for work and she would never spend time with me not like she wanted to, anyways. She never cared to even look out for her daughter and ask how she is, but she is trying to become a good mother after dad's death. But we always tried to be on good terms, and I never allow her to come too close to my heart nor she tried to. I picked the sandwich and rushed out of the house ignoring my mom's rants of being late and said goodbye one last time before leaving.
I was finishing my breakfast while waiting when a horn blew and brought me out of my thoughts. Finally, my wait was over, I rushed to the car.
There she was all prettily dressed in her signature green eyes pale blue jumpsuit with a matching pair of heels and an aesthetic hairstyle, Everly Summer, while I was wearing a white oversized t-shirt with denim jeans and a pair of white sneakers. I guess I have a decent fashion sense. It's that I am not capable of being pretty like her ever.
I hopped in her car and gave her a hug. Okay, so this is my love language. Everly is my cousin who has shifted in my neighborhood and would be joining the same high school as me.
"It's been ages since I last saw you and now you have grown even more pretty, Eve!"She ended up blushing at my compliment.
"Thanks, Kiki. You are as cute as always! And I am really sorry I came late because well you know I was not able to pick up something proper to wear.", she pouted.
"Still managed to look smoking hot! It's okay, actually I woke up late so I'm also late" Again this girl blushed! Oh God, what happens when some boy complements her? I'm damn sure she would always turn into a tomato.
But ignoring my comment she smiled "I missed you a lot, Kiki!" and started driving.
"Me Too. But mind you don't call me that in school.", I always melt at that smile of hers. She is very kind and sweet. Since the time we were kids, I was bullied because my father had died but she always stood for me or say I was a weakling to put their mouth shut. But I always cherish her, she is a big support to me. But after 2 years of my father's car accident, when we were 12, she had to leave from here with my aunt but after 5 years she came back! Finally! Now I can live my school life with someone whom I can trust.
After she left, I felt always so left out that I started eating a lot, I could not cope with the sea of emotions in me and always got bullied and ended up gaining a great deal of weight without noticing. My mom also did not notice with what I was going through.
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