He saved me

You saved me

"Hey Aubrey." I hear a voice from behind me and cringe, no way can it be Taylor again. I just saw her ten minutes ago when she 'accidentally' spilt water on my head.

You may be thinking what a bitch Taylor is for doing that and I'm not going to deny the fact that, that's exactly what she is. She just never stops tormenting me. Its been like this for as long as I can remember, ever since we entered high school it's gotten worse and I have no idea why.

Taylor was always in my middle school classes and stuff, she had her big group of friends and I had my two friends who excepted me for what I was. What I was was fat. Not just a little chubby, but one hundred and ninety pounds. All of the other girls in my grade were sizes 00 to 2 and that was as high as it went, and of course, I was the only one who was size 16. It wasn't because I ate a ton, because I didn't. I ate the average amount for my age.

Every day was torture for me. Taylor's group of nasty friends bullied me every day by calling my a fat ass and other horrible names. What I didn't realize was how much worse the bullying could get. The first day we began high school the bullying didn't stop like I had convinced myself it would. No, it got a hundred times worse.

Miranda, one of my three friends from middle school, moved away. She was one of the only people in my life who could make me feel better on the really bad days, but her parents made her move because of her fathers business. although I missed her, I was happy for her, at least one of us could start fresh and move on with our life.

When I got to high school I was still as fat as ever, all summer I had been exercising and eating healthy but it hardly made a difference, I had lost a total of fifteen pounds.

whoop-di-doo.

One day was particularly bad.

I was walking home from school alone and I heard evil laughter coming from somewhere behind me.

"Hey, fatty!" A girls voice yelled at me from behind.

I stopped walking and turned my head to see something flying towards me. It wasn't until it hit me in the face that I noticed it was a cheeseburger. I pulled it off of my face and started running. Footsteps followed closely behind me, but I didn't look back, there was no way I would give them the satisfaction of seeing me cry.

After not even a minute of running, a group of cheerleaders caught up to me and started throwing what seemed like hundreds of cheeseburgers at me. I curled up into a ball -a ball that probably looked really stupid because I couldn't lift my legs up very high- and waited until they ran out of cheeseburgers to throw at me. when I looked up all of the cheerleaders had backed away, forming a circle around me and Taylor. She was hovering over top of me with a cheeseburger in her hand.

"Eat it." She said, shoving it towards me.

Shock, hurt and most of all, embarrassment, are the only feelings that filled me as I stared at the cheeseburger. I wondered what she had put in the cheeseburger, but I didn't ask. I shook my head from side to side, keeping my mouth shut.

"Eat it or we will take a picture of you right now and send it to every one in the school, including your little crush." Taylor said with a evil smirk on her face.

Jason. I couldn't let him see me like that, no way. I took the cheeseburger from her hands and took a bite out of it.

I frowned at the cheeseburger in my hands, it tasted normal. I didn't understand why she was making me eat it until I heard the flash of a camera and realized that Taylor was going to send the picture she had just taken to everyone anyways.

How I didn't realize that, I have no idea.

That day, when I got home from school I decided that there was only one way that I could ever become skinny like the rest of the girls in my school. I remember walking so determinedly towards the bathroom.