The Pizza Guy // Editing

Chapter 13: Ugh.

Ever saw the movie "The Duff"? If so? Congratulations, you know the situation I'm in right now. If not, it's about a girl feeling like a third wheel or in this case "The D.U.F.F", as in the

Designated
Ugly
Fat
Friend

Addison and Luke are madly in love and get all lovey dovey around each other. Like the whole nose rubbing, who loves who more arguements, and the kissing all the god damn time type of lovey dovey. Especially around me! Sometimes I just wanna yell in their faces saying

"OH MY GOD I GET IT! LUKE DOESN'T LIKE ME, NEITHER WOULD ANY GUY ON THIS PLANET"

I'm even having second thoughts on whether or not to just give up any hope for love and become a cat lady forever. It seems like a reasonable choice doesn't it? Besides the cat part, cats scare the shit out of me. They're cute and all but their claws are basically a 'get the fuck away from me' sign to me.

Anyways. Proms tomorrow, you know what that means...

Luke: "Oh my beautiful and date to prom. Would you like to have this dance with me your extremely hot, humorous, and genuine date?

Addison: "Oh my wonderful and oh so handsome date to prom I would most definitely take this dance in front of Chanel so we may let her see our majestic relationship"

Okay maybe I exaggerated it a little bit, okay a lot but I swear that's what they're thinking!

You know what? I should just be happy for them. I shouldn't ruin the "majestic relationship" they have because of my jealousy. Ugh. Being a good friend is hard.

"MS. DAUZAT" a voice yelled out

I shook myself out of my thoughts and realized that I was still in history class.

"Huh what yes?" I stuttered

The class laughed at my response and Brandon threw a paper ball at my head.

"Mr. Diaz!" she hollered

He rolled his eyes and turned around in his seat putting his feet up on his desk ignoring the death glare he was given from the teacher. And just as on que the bell rang disturbing the tense silence in the classroom.

I ran out of class to my next period and of course me being me bumped into someone. I crashed to the floor. And boy were they strong as hell, they felt like slamming into a wall.

I groaned in pain and heard a familiar voice.

"Oh my god, are you okay?"

I looked up and saw Shawn. Wait what? He goes here?! Well I guess my head was down too much to notice.

"Hello, Chanel?" Shawn said with a worried look across his face

"Here let me help you up" he said as he held his hand out

I took it hesitantly not believing that Shawn Peter Raul Mendes. The guy that saved my life. Goes to the same hell hole uh I mean school as I do. Well I guess that explains the big crowds of girls in the parking lot after school.

"Are you ok-" Shawn was interrupted by someone grabbing me by the waist tightly

"Yeah she's fine. We should go now babe, wouldn't want to miss algebra next period now would we?" Brandon said pulling me closer to him

I got the memo and realized that if I say anything besides yes, I'm going to have a funeral real fucking soon . So I gave in.

Not like I had any other choice, if Shawn suspected anything he'll be worried and would come up to me everyday asking. Are you okay? Hey you okay? You sure you okay? I don't need that attention, especially with my social anxiety.

"Uh, yeah. Algebra." I said looking at my feet

(Gif above ^^)

I looked up to Shawn with a little hurt in his eyes. Why would he feel hurt? I shook off the thought while being dragged to algebra class that I have with him. Ugh. I hate school.