1:New School

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It was a beautiful Monday morning, and it was also the day that Ciara started a new school. She was often moving places because of her mom's job. She was a fairly skinny girl, weighing in at about 115 pounds and having a faint six-pack on her stomach.

Ciara woke up, and got dressed. Almost all her jeans were mended because she had no hips whatsoever. She picked out a nice crop top and some short black shorts, with white converse to complete the look.

Once she put the clothes on, she headed downstairs to the kitchen where there was a note right next to a granola parfait

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Once she put the clothes on, she headed downstairs to the kitchen where there was a note right next to a granola parfait.

The note read:Have a good day at school! :)

Ciara smiled slightly. She felt that today would be a good day.

Ciara ate her small parfait and then checked the time on her phone. It was time for her to leave. She got up from the table and walked outside to see a brand new BMW in the driveway. She saw another note on the windshield that said,"love, mom"

Her mom must've remembered that she had gotten her drivers license about a week ago. Ciara smiled again at this and noted that she needed to send her mother a 'thank you' text.

Getting into the new car, she drove off to school.

The new school was called Eastwood High, and it seemed strange the minute she walked in. The walls were lined with jocks and fitness freaks, as evidenced by their six packs and muscle bound arms and legs. There were also posters on the wall promoting working out everyday, all day(and education!!!). Every little inch of hope that Ciara had for this new school had drained out like a balloon being popped. Her original smile had now turned into a confused/disgusted look. While she did like to stay fit, this felt like overkill.

Ciara sighed, hunching over her shoulders hoping not to be noticed. However, her attempts at going unnoticed were in vain. A peppy, blonde haired and bright blue eyed girl came skipping up to Ciara.

"Hiya there! Are you new?" The girl asked very loudly.

Ciara mumbled a quiet yes.

"Was that a yes?"

Ciara nodded.

"HEEY GIRLS!" She shouted over to a group of cheerleaders hanging out near a group of jocks,"NEEWWWW GIRRRLL"

Ciara saw the wave of heads and sprinted out of the situation into the bathroom. She heard,"hey where'd she go?" come from outside. She locked herself in a stall and slid down the stall door. She had finally caught up with her breathing when someone entered the room. She immediately stood up and calmly opened the stall door. Ciara looked up to see three wonderfully curvy women putting on lipstick.

"Who are you?" Ciara asked. The three chubby women turned around.

"We're the belly girls" The girl in the middle stated.

Ciara was intrigued. Why were they... you know... chubby in this school? Especially this school designed completely around fitness. Was it some sort of rebellion?

Ciara snapped out of her thoughts when someone asked,"Want to sit with us at lunch. Probably the best part of this insanity you call school"

"Uhm, okay?" Ciara didn't want to decline them, that would be rude.

The girls smiled.

"We'll see you then." The girl on the left said.

Then, the bell rang. The three girls walked, wait, waddled out, Ciara trailing behind, bet far behind.

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