Chapter2

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TRISTAN

"Hey Tristan! Come sit with us!" I looked around trying to see where the offer is coming from in the cafeteria. Normally on any other day I sit by myself. I went over at the table where my name was getting called and seen a girl named Porsha waving me over. I was really confused to why would Porsha want me to sit with her. She's the most popular girl I school. Captain of the cheerleading squad. All the guys want her. lah blah blah! All that good crab I'm jealous of.

"You can sit right here!"

"Uhm okay?"

"Your going to the homecoming dance and game tonight?"

"Probably not"

"Why girl! It's homecoming turn up!"

I just shrugged my shoulders. I wasn't about to tell her I wasn't going cause nobody wants to be around my fat ass!

"Your going to miss me be crowned for homecoming queen. You did vote for me right?"

"Uh..yeah!" I lied. I actually didn't vote for anyone cause I didn't care.

"Great!! So I'm having a party tonight after the game and the dance and you should defiantly come!"

"Really?"

"Yeah! That's why I invited you over here!"

"Oh cool! I'll be there!!"

"Okay give me your number I'll text you my address.

I was so happy. My social life was taking a turn. My first party since I been in highschool ! Now here comes the hard part! Me trying to find something to wear.

JORDAN

Back in middle school I was the man ya know. In highschool seems like ima have to start this shit all over. Starting next week I will be on my way to becoming the man again. Why? Because basketball try outs start next week and I'm ready to get it in. I don't know yet if ima quit my job at footlocker just yet but I hope everything goes right. Right Now I'm focusing on hittin up the parties tonight for homecoming. So far my freshman year has been good but let me not speak so soon.

TRISTAN

I swear I stared at my self for about an hour in a mirror. I just wanted to look good tonight, but how can I possibly look good with me big belly pokeing out. Even though my girdle is really helping out.

I finally decided I was ready to go and had my dad drop me off at Porsha's house. I thought she was all rich and stuff but to my surprise she stayed in the ghetto just like the rest of us. Her house was still a nice out for a house in the hood.

"Hey girl you made it!" Porsha said coming up to me looking fabulous. She wore her homecoming crown and sash which she got for winning homecoming queen. Lucky Bitch.

"Yeah. I wouldn't miss it. "

"Come in and get you something to drink. Here drink this."

I drank whatever it was she gave me and it was disgusting. Eww. If this is what alcohol tasted like I want no part of it.

"Aha. Don't like it? Here let me add some more juice."

She handed my cup to me and I must say this was MUCH better.

"What is this?"

"Vodka. Come on let's play beer pong!"

I played about 5 games of beer pong! My partner was this really cute senior Steven. I was so happy people were finally noticing me! I was so fucked up twords my 5th and final round of beer bong I could barely walk and talk.

"Here drink some more." Porsha said poring some everclear in my cup. I began to drink it. I'm so turnt I can't even remember where I am!

"Hey Tristan come here." I heard a male voice say. I'm so drunk I can't even make out who the face is.

"Yas?" I said tumbling over him

"You know I always had a crush on you?"

"Weally?" I said stumbling

"Yeah. Your really pretty?"

"You time I'm pretty?"

"Yeah" "look" he said pulling out his penis "you like me to right?"

"Yeah"

"Show me"

I got my drunk fat ass on my knees and places him into my mouth and immediately I began throwing up all the alcohol I just consumed.

"You fat bitch!" I heard him scream out

"See I told y'all I could get the fat bitch drunk. Look at her!" I heard Porsha saying to her friends. Pointing at me. Meanwhile I'm still throwing up. Im to drunk to say anything to her.

"Somebody get this fat hoe out my house damn! Dumb fat ass can hold all that food down but can't hold down no liquor. Y'all better pay me my money for the bet! Shit" she said and stormed off

They betted on me? This whole time I thought these people really liked me. If my social life wasn't ruined before it damn sure is ruined now.

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