I want to be a LOSER

Chapter 2 - Furry Pajamas

"Statistically, if you have ever dieted you are extremely likely not only to regain any weight you lose, but to go on to gain even more. Dieting makes you fat." - Arabella Weir

Patrice

"Mr. Nicholson's class is always good for nap." Julie yawned.

"I think he has a time manipulator in his pockets. He makes the time run backwards. "I joked. And we both laughed as we made our way to her car.

As soon as we were settled in, I opened my bag and stuffed the books inside the bag.

"So what really happened in the library, I saw a girl came from your direction only in her panties." Julie said, starting up her red civic.

"That was just a little misunderstanding." I said and shifted in the car uncomfortably.

She looked appalled, "She misunderstood your gender? Tell me, did you guys got carried away?"

I looked at her with a disbelieving look on my face. "No shit. I'm a straight girl, Julie. She was with a guy."

"I was joking, Patty. Tell me about it." She chuckled and pulled out of the parking lot.

I recalled the incident earlier and told Julie the whole story.

"Oh, my God, Patty, you are so naïve." She chuckled as we rolled up at my house.

"I didn't know they would do that thing in the library." I huffed and grimaced at the thought of my sacred place being violated. I got out of Julie's car and sluggishly slung my backpack over my shoulder.

"That was some classic porn shit that you saw there. That's one of my fantasies, to be in a library with the one I love. " Julie said in a dreamy voice.

"That's gross." I said with a disgusted tone.

"See you tomorrow. " Julie chuckled and drove off.

I walked up to the driveway to my cute little house. It was already dark when we came back. As I open the front door, a very familiar stench of alcohol welcomed my senses. I pulled my phone out of my bag and opened the flashlight app so that I can see through the dark. I didn't bother to ask if anyone's home since I know my Mother would be out with her so-called friends. They're either gambling or drinking some booze.

I went up to my room and flicked the lights open. Dropping my bag on the floor and put my phone on my desk in the process. My room is your average teenage room. The only difference is I have a big bookshelf; it has a wide array of fantasy, supernatural and some young adult fiction. It occupies almost all the spaces in my room. My dad made it for me. And of course I have posters, I saw Brendon Urie's poster with a smudge of lipstick.

What? I can't help it. He was so hypnotizing and what can I do? I'm a vulnerable girl. I kissed the poster—I mean Brendon Urie's face.

I plopped myself in my red comfy bed and buried my face in my blue pillows. The smell was very calming; it was a scent of marshmallows and cotton candy.

I sluggishly pushed myself off the bed and went to the bathroom to change in more comfortable clothes. I came out wearing furry pink pajama's. I love fur, it's so comfy!

I heard some crashing sounds and that's a signal that my mother's home.

I hurriedly went down stairs and saw her kissing a guy. The guy noticed my presence and abruptly let go of my Mom. He buckled the belt around his waist and hastily went out.

"You worthless piece of shit you scared away my dinner." She hissed and looked at me with her face smudged with make up.

"I'm sorry—I'll buy you dinner, Mom." I offered her even though I know I don't have money with me.