Anon: this story is loosely based on my personal experiences, the following content will be triggering.
"Zach!!"
My mother called from the kitchen in her high pitched nasally voice,
"Hurry up otherwise you'll be late for school"
"Coming!" I yell down the hall, whilst applying some liner in my brow to spruce my self up a little before school. As I look myself up and down before I leave the bathroom I see a small muffin top spilling over the edge of my pants, I don't think anything of it though. I rush down the hall through the living room and into the kitchen, mom has made some pancakes for breakfast but I just grab an apple instead. I rush out the door running to the bus stop, I get there just in time as I see the bus rolling up just after I arrive. I hop up the steps, a little out of breath from running a little under a block. One of the guys from a few streets over says to me as I pass,
"Sup you fat faggot",
I reply with "oh sorry I'm a little out of breath after sucking your dads dick, at least he let me clear out your college fund", with a hint of sass in my voice. I'd heard faggot before just never fat. Throughout the day I got sideways looks and snickers as I passed people in the hall. I finally got through all my lessons for the day and I was about to walk out the door when all of a sudden someone tripped me in the middle of the court yard just out front from the school, when I look up, everyone's laughing and pointing at me, I see that the guy who tripped me was none other than the schools basketball star, Trey. Everyone's laughing and taking videos as I struggle to stand up. There's a teacher not far away, but they're just pretending nothing's happened. I run to the bus mortified at the experience that's just taken place. Once I get home I head straight for my room slipping off my rainbow converse somewhere in between. I lie down on my bed and slowly allow the tears to stream down my face. I quickly check through my social media outlets but I see nothing. A sigh of relief escapes my lips. I begin on my homework, I'm halfway through writing an essay on the theory of evolution when my phone goes off, one of my best friends Anna, had texted me asking, "if I'd been on vine in the last hour or two?" I replied "no, why?" She replied almost instantly,
"Go on treys vine now!!"
My body tensed at his name. My fingers slowly navigated to his vine where I see a short video of me falling down after he tripped me, it was captioned "Look at this fat ass, can't walk for his life, LOL ". It had over a three thousand revines and five thousand likes. I dropped my phone horrified at what I was witnessing, I lied back down on my bed, letting out a sob of pure agony, each one racking my entire body. I just lied there until I heard the front door open and close, the sign that my mother was home. I quickly got up, wiped my tears away and sat back down at my desk, continuing to type away. Eventually my mother came to my room, giving a small knock before coming in.
She asked if I wanted any dinner,
I replied saying "I'm not really that hungry tonight." She just said ok and walked away. If I skipped a meal or two I knew it wouldn't be the end of the world. Right?
Anon: sorry for such a short chapter I just wanted to get something started. I'll try to post once or twice a week for the rest of the year. Thanks! Xx
