The last class of the day was our sports class. Today Coach Malie and Coach Valentine were making the girls run laps and letting the guys play soccer.
"I have gained so much weight," I heard one girl say in the locker room. I turned to see a slim brunette girl pulling a tank top over her head.
"Yeah, you look so big," her pink haired friend said. "You need to cut down on all of the soft drinks that you've been having,"
"I'm on my period, it's like I can't control what I eat anymore," she said tying her hair up.
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Ican never control what I eat.
"Well if you don't get your figure back in shape, we can't be friends," the other girl said.
Rude!
"What are you looking at you fat bitch?" Said the brunette.
"I-I wasn't looking at you," I said stuttering out of fear as the pink haired girl approached me in front of her brunette.
"Look cheeseburger, mind your own damn business," The pink haired girl said.
"Ok," I mumbled as they walked away. Another reason why I hate the girls in this school, they don't care about anyone's feelings except for their own.
I sighed as I made my way out in my gym gear. I was wearing grey sweats and a grey t-shirt.
"Hurry up Maddie, you're the last girl out!" Coach Valentine yelled across the field. I sped up my pace to catch up to the rest of the girls who were standing in a circle. "As you know you'll be running laps today," she said.
"But we ran laps two weeks ago!" Ashleigh groaned.
"Well not all of us were here," the coach said glancing at me causing most of the girls to give me looks. "You'll be running 16 laps, had to double it because of Ashleigh,"
"Seriously, this is all your fault," Christina said nudging me. "If you weren't so fat and lazy we wouldn't be in this situation,"
"Sorry," I mumbled.
"Girls go to the starting point, you'll all be timed. The first eight girls back get on the eighth lap won't have to fun the rest of the last," coach said as she blew her whistle. I sighed before jogging behind the crowd of girls.
"Come on cheeseburger, you can do it," said the pink haired girl. I gave her a small smile in response. "Run fatty, run!" She said laughing before quickening her pace and sprinting away.
Wow.
I jogged the first and second lap and decided to run durning the third lap which was probably my worst mistake.
