What Happens at Fat Camp

Chapter 1

Meghan's P.O.V

I walked into Eastwood High school, like I owned it. My head up with confidence, giving sexy smiles to guys and death glares to girl. I strutted down the main hall way, like I’ve been there for years. I shook my hips a little more than I normally would, because I wanted to make a good first impression with the guys. I could tell I did by the cat calls and guys checking me out. The only thing left was to become queen of the school.

Now this wasn't as easy as getting guys to like me, but yet it wasn't impossible. It actually happened quicker than I thought by the end of the first two weeks I was in control. I made two okay looking friends. Scarlette and Angie were their names. All the girls wanted to be us, hang with us, or just get noticed by us. The ones who didn't , were feared and tormented by us. I didn't want any of the other girls to look better than me, it's not like any of them did anyways. I'm not self absorbed but I 'm hot. I had curly hair full of brown and blonde highlights, fairly big boobs and long smooth legs. My smile and ass weren't that bad either.

Although, I was the leader of them, I wasn't truly like them, or always like them. Unlike them I wasn't born into richness, popularity and beauty. The richness came soon when my mom married Scott, my step father. The beauty on the other hand took me three years of fat camp, and home schooling.

I wasn't always home schooled, but when you weighed 230 pounds and had a bad addiction to Oreo cookies, cream puffs and that damn New York cheese cake, you couldn't live at school. From the first day of high school I was laughed at and mocked. No, I didn't then decide to lose weight, I did become home schooled though. I buried my tears and fears in expensive cheeses, meats and ice-cream.

It wasn't till I gained about 15 more pounds that my Mom sent me to fat camp. Three summers full of fat camp, and the rest of the year bearly eating and working out, tanning and a small nose job is how I became who I am today. Having no friends did help me have good grades, but I didn't need any of that anymore. Now I had the money, the looks, I had the perfect plan. We recently moved to Eastwood. So no one knew me here. No one called me Maggie, Whale, or Piggy, weighing around 98 pounds all people could call me was hot, sexy and oh my god I want to be you.

Now two weeks in ruling the school, I had no fears, no worries, and no extra baggage. I looked around for Scarlett and Angie but I couldn't find them. I couldn't believe I took the time of day to hangout with them and they are running late. It worked to my advantage though. Clayton one of the hottest guys in school saw me all alone and decided to talk to me.

" Hey, I'm Clayton, but my friends call me Clay"

" Meghan" I said as I checked him out. He was wearing a tight red shirt and I could see the outline of his muscles through it

. " Nice to meet you, if you need anyone to show you around, I know every corner of this school"

" I'm fine" I said I got up and walked away

. " See ya" I Hollered. If I were still Maggie I would have sat there drooling over him, but since I'm Meghan I'm playing hard to get. Well fairly hard to get I did slip my number into his front pocket. "There she is!" I heard two voice chime together at the same time. I looked over my shoulder to see Angie and Scarlette point and run over to me.

" Hey Meghan sorry were late" Angie sucked up. I loved the way I made her feel nervous as if she messed up, I could ruin her social life. I wouldn't though she is my friend. I would never let her know that though." Just don't let it happen again" I sighed and turned to Scarlette

. " What's up with that Clayton guy?

" You mean Clayton Thompson" She dreamily sighed. " He is only the hottest guy at this school"

" Scarlette I'm not blind, tell me more about him" " Well he plays Basketball, I think, and well every girl wants to be with him."

She told me just what I needed to hear. if every girl wants him, then he'll be mine. From where I'm standing I can see him standing with his group of guy friends. I check his muscular body out once more and go to look away, but we made eye contact.

If I was Maggie she would have looked away admittedly and put her head down. So instead I make sure he sees me check him out again, and slightly lick my full lips. The bell rang, and I turned and looked at Angie and Scarlette.

" I gotta go, see you girls after school or cappuccinos?" "For sure" Angie sucked up to me.

 I had a guidance appointment. They wanted to get to know me better since I was new here. I glided confidently but swiftly down the hall way. I turned the corner to go into the office. When bam, I nerd ran into me.

"Ugh" I sneered while giving her the death glare. Only she didn't see it cause she held her head low. I hadn't seen her around, so she must have been new.

" Sorry" It came from her mouth but was almost a whisper. Her head turned up at me. I still didn't recognize her round face or pudgy double chin. All I know is she probably couldn't see her feet over that stomach and boy she needed to those boots were tacky. I saw Scarlette staring at me, her face said your going to let her get away with it. I wasn't going to let her so I knocked her books out of her hands, well saying loud enough for the hall to here

" Watch were your going Little Miss Piggy" I kept walking keeping my cool and if I may say so still looking good. I could hear the hall way laugh behind me as I turned into the guidance office.

Carrie's P.O.V

I was running late because my mom's station wagon broke down. I could tell the bell had rung from the people outside heading in. My mom dropped me off at the back exit, for me to avoid walking down the main hallway. I was about to go into the school when my mom called out

" Carrie you forgot your Twinkies!" I stopped dead on the spot and turned around.

I didn't care if I was going to be late. I couldn’t make it through the school day with out their heavenly goodness. I trotted from the car to the door. I opened the door while trying to catch my breath. I wasn't that athletic at all. My body wasn't made for it. I opened one Twinkie and shoved it in my mouth as I hurried down the hallway.

I got my books from the locker and started speed walking. I didn't want to be late for my first day of school. I was coming two weeks late because, I was gone to fat camp, and then when I got home my mom told me we were moving. It took us a while to pack, and my mom thought we should road trip down here. We were suppose to drive constantly but we made a few stops to eat the worlds best pancakes, biggest donuts, a chilli eating festival and McDonalds for when I just got hungry.

I needed to find my class room, I quickly turned the corner. When I ran into someone. I kept my head down, not making eye contact.

"Ugh" I heard them utter. i decided I should apologize and maybe make friends with this person. I looked up and saw a fairly tall girl, with curly hair, she was pretty. I was so jealous. All of a sudden I decided we shouldn't be friends and my confidence went away.

" Sorry" I went to tell her but the word barely came out of my mouth. I could tell just by looking at her she was a bitch. I wasn't completely decided on that theory until she knocked my books out of my hand.

" Watch were your going Little Miss Piggy" She threatened. It wasn't till that moment that I recognized her. She wasn't a queen bee. She was Maggie from Fat Camp, only she wasn't fat and I bet no one here calls her Whale or Piggy. I went to pick my stuff at and I had to get completely on my knees since my oversized stomach didn't allow me to pick it up by just simply bending over. This didn't just take away my confidence but my dignity too. If it wasn't any worse the whole hall heard her call me fat and started laughing . If they only knew.......

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