fat girls can't jump

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"Oh my God, fatty! Eww!" Her voice ringing in my head. That stupid squeaky voice. But what could I say without someone replying negatively.

Of course I have gotten used to the name calling and all of the humiliation, but it still hurts a hell of a lot.

"Honestly, I have no idea what I did. Do you mind explaining, please?" I tried to sound as nice as possible with no sarcasm. 

"You are so disgusting!"

"I assure you I have no idea of what I am doing that is so displeasing to one."

"Excuse me? You are eating. Like a pig! That's as gross as gross goes!"

"I'm sorry, but I'm just eating. This is the way I originally eat." She looked completely disgusted. "And look at what you're eating. It's so nasty!" I looked down at my plate. It was a burger and some fries.

"I'm sorry. I just need a little energy today for gym class." She scoffed. "And you think eating some unhealthy fries and a greasy burger will give you energy?" She laughed out loud. "God, not only are you fat; you're an idiot too!" She walked off laughing.

Sorry for wanting to eat.

I looked at my food. Is it really that unhealthy? I mean, it is the schools food. They have to serve healthier foods, thus the given "Baked Potato Chips". I shook my head. I knew she was right. Maybe I ate too much of this.

I threw my food away. I felt awful. I felt like trash. Like an idiot. Why did I have to eat myself full.

Not only was I an idiot for eating so much, I was an idiot for listening to her. Now I can't get the food back. If I do, I'll look desperate for food and like a "trash picker". I just stared at it. Stupid. How dumb can I get?

This was lame. I'm never this vulnerable. Especially not on the first day of school. Usually the first day seems to be the easiest. This time, though, was different. I speant too long by the trash. People started looking at me.

I walked away. I didn't have to stay in the awkwardness of the lunch room. I was the elephant in the room. Size wise as well. This is the only time not having friends is a good thing. I walked to my next class. It was Algebra. Wonderful. Fat, ugly, stupid girl who is also a nerd. I sighed.

Some people knew that I was good at Algebra. There isn't much to know about me. Most people don't want to meet me, so they don't bother. The only people who know that I am good at this subject are the two people assigned to pass out papers who occasionally give me a nice comment.

One was a guy. The other, a girl. They were twins. The Addam's. The irony is that they aren't terrifying or weird or creepy at all. They're normal. They're nice. Maybe they just tell me good job because they don't want to hurt me.

Somehow everything leads back to that, but I can't pity myself. I would just be spoiling myself stupid, making me eat more. Now I'm stupid. The Algebra teacher greeted me and I just stood there. The Addam's were there, staring at me in confusion. They glanced at each other, then back at me.

"Oh.. good afternoon, sir." I went to my seat and tried not to speak as everyone piled in. This sucked.