Riding the curves

Chapter: 2

That was about a year ago, and now I have not gone a day without coming to the cave, and that is partly because the bullying has gotten so much worse. The queen bitch Anna is being even more relentless for no reason. Dominic keeps telling me its because shes jealous, but i know better than to believe him, I mean every time I look in the mirror I am so disappointed in myself for the way i look, and that I am not doing anything about it.

Tara also tries to convince me I'm beautiful, but that's kind of pointless when she is the epitome of beautiful, and all the guys want to be with her. Thats another reason im made fun of, the only reason anyone (mainly guys) will spare a glance my way is if they want to get to know Tara. Right now we are in the middle of our first year at community college, and I can't wait to get out of this shitty small town, and go somewhere i can blend in easier, and just relax sometimes.

My daily routine consists of going to community college, coming home, going to work if i have to, and going to my spot and surfing until its dark out. I work at the local diner, and let me say if I didnt have to i wouldnt, but there isnt much choice here. The downside is that is is the hang out place for the popular crowd, and they take every opportunity to take advantage of the fact that "the costumer is always right". I guess one upside is that Tara works here also, but everything is easier for her, and everyone always loves her, meaning she actually makes tips.

The only reason I actually have this job s because boards cost a shit load of money and i have broken two in the past year alone. At least I can say I have a nice family situation though, well except for my dad but that is a story for another time.

At the moment I am at the cave after a particularly horrific day at work. I have gotten pretty good at avoiding human contact at school, but the same cant be said for the diner. First off Tara had the day off, so it was just me waiting tables since it was a weekday, and my hopes it would be an easy day were long lost about an hour into my shift.

Right now it was just a few of the regulars so i was just refilling the ketchup containers when the bell above the door rings. Of course it was the three people I wished to see least right now, Anna and her fuck-buddy Anthony, and Matt the person who almost hates me as much as I hate him. They took their seats and immediate started complaining about the service here.

I walked over to their booth and asked "What can I get you today?"

"Well look who it is!" Anna exclaimed.

"How can you act surprised? I have worked here for over a year now?"

"I guess that's true, I mean you are really hard to miss." As queen bitch said this the two idiots start laughing their asses off.

"Are you going to order or not?"

I take their order and after they throw a couple more insults my way i drop the slip in the kitchen. I never really fight back with them because I know it would just make it so much worse. After dealing with them for another hour, it is finally the end of my shift, and I don't even bother going home, I already have my board in my crappy '88 pickup truck. As soon as i get to the cave i see the sets are really coming in strong today, and I'm happy i had a short shift so I can get a few extra rides in today.

The reason I find surfing an easy outlet is because it requires complete focus, and if you don't have complete focus there is a huge chance that you will wipe-out. I also like to pride myself on the face that I am getting pretty good.

The main reason i don't let people see me when I surf is because, lets face it you cant exactly surf in some jeans and a baggy t-shirt, no, i usually end up wearing a rash guard with some swimsuit shorts, and even then I feel like my fat rolls are on display for the world, and with my self-esteem that is just not something i want to deal with. Also, in case you didnt already know surfing is mostly a mans world, and they dont take kindly to the idea of a woman having the chance at being better than them.

Right now I'm sitting for a few just thinking about how fucking terrible today was, and didnt even notice when i started crying. I have been crying a lot lately so that didn't really phase me, but what did was the fact i also didnt notice....