Aspen's pov
I deeply sighed and kicked anything in my way. It was probably a chair or something.
I didn't really care. I need to win this stupid bet for her. I need to make it up to her, I need her to know that I'm sorry.
I shook my head, I need to find Chubbs. I gotta make her believe that I want her.
I headed to the cafe, I gotta make this work. I entered the cafe and skimmed through the crowds. I found Chubbs sitting alone, I made my way towards her . She looked up from her salad, that's kinda interesting. And i dont mean that in a bad way.
"Hey", I sightly whisper. I took the seat in front of her.
"What do you want, Aspen" Chubbs responded with an eye roll. I smirked at her actions.
"I just wanted to say that I feel bad for coming too strong on you. I didn't mean to scare you away." I tried to apologize, I'm not so good with them. She twisted her head in confusion.
"Is Aspen trying to apologize to me, oh that's not a sight you always see, now do you. And anyways its fine, I didn't put much mind to it." She tried to smile but failed.
I chuckled and said, " Yeah, dont get used to me apologizing,I don't do it often. Now since we're in a good place, how about that date."
"I don't know, really-" I cut her off
" Fine then a date as friends nothing more and you can't say no to that." I smirked,satisfied with my respond. She just stared at me, not saying a word, she looked away.
"Good, tomorrow night be ready at 7." I winked at Chubbs and walked out of the cafe.
I need to go home, I need to get out of this place. She's creeping into my mind again, I can't her have in there right now. I stumbled against a locker. I'm having one of my famous panic attacks.
Not here, not now.
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The Fat Girl and The Bet
Teen FictionIm writting again :) Society has taught me that no matter what size I am, I will never be good enough. I'll always be too skinny, too FAT, too short, too tall, TOO this, too that.