"Sandra, come here." Mom was sitting in her small chair, filing some white envelope in her lap. "Do you remember when you were little you always wanted to be a dancer?" She looked at me with a smile and brown eyes that's full of excitement.
Hearing those words, I started to become nervous. Mom doesn't normally talk about me having a dance lesson, well, I don't blame her, dancing lesson are expensive! "Yes" I laughed. That was an awkward laugh between us. I have the feeling that this will be a one step forward on achieving my dreams. "Don't tell me you're going to enroll me on a dance lesson."
"I won't because I am not." Feeling bit annoyed after hearing those words. My smile slowly turned into a flat line.
"Uhhh. Then why am I here for?"
"I bought these dvds in a mall. Look look."
There's something wrong with my mom! First of all she's not the type of girl who would drop by a dvd store, and she doesn't like going shopping alone. She handed me this plastic bag that contains cds about dancing, mostly focused on zumba. I am fully aware of what she wanted, and I wanted it too.
"Don't you like it? You can do that everyday even just in your room." She stood up and do boxing in place "I can do it with you if you want to."
"Thanks for this mom."
"You have to exercise, school is near."
I left without a word. It's a little bit frustrating that my mom pressures me on getting fit, but at the same time too sweet for me to not get angry at. I really can't blame her. Who would like their daughter be bullied at?; who would like to see their daughter getting all depressed because she is too big to be good?; cry over boys who haven't had a crush on her since birth?. Yeah, I am 16 and I never experienced any men showing interest on me.
I loathe myself for having such unpleasant body, a 286 lbs. body weight is something you shouldn't be proud of. Unexpectedly a tear fell down, my amber color eyes shines like crystals and yet that beauty is not recognize by society. My smooth pale skin is considered rough for some reason, and my black with blonde ombre is not as good as others. I think it's time to be responsible, with my 5'9" height, I can be those cool girl around. I'll be sexy and someday those who bullied me will want me, and be wrong of their actions.
After bathing I dressed on a gym attire, neh just a shirt and sweatpants. I can't afford to wear leggings just imagine a fat ass bouncing while you jog and people laughing how elephant your ass looks like.
I quickly dried my hair and went out for a jog. My goal today is 1km jog going to school and another going back. Yeah why school? The nearest 7-11 is beside the school, I need to buy a water somehow.
I have finally reached school. I had a lot of stop to catch my breath and relax my legs a bit, but hey I manage to do 1km. That's an achievement! I walked pass in the school for a shortcut through 7-11. As I am getting nearer to the store, I realized that football team was there, passing water bottles to one other. Good thing I was still a building away. I stayed calm and waited for them to leave, hoping that they wouldn't even bother look or talk to me. In my luck everything is going as what I wanted it to be, the passed me, I passed them, just a few glanced from the others but that's fine.
I bought some water and went back to school, I decided that my starting point would be at the back of the school so it would be further away this time. I was walking through the garden of our school when I felt the cool breeze of the wind. Sitting in a bench, closing my eyes, smelling the relaxing and refreshing air.
"Hey that's my spot"
I turned around and spotted Andrew Smith. He's one of the hottest and richest boy in our neighborhood. Based on my observation he doesn't like being dictate at; he doesn't like people getting on his way; he doesn't like people not doing what he want; and he bully fat and ugly people whatever kind of people he doesn't like gets bully.. But some says that he's a good man and more approachable than his brother, Thomas. Though I wouldn't believe that he's better, of course girls would defend him... Obviously.
"Didn't you hear me? It means get lost, I'll sit down. Get it?"
What a jerk! I stood up, gave him a glare.
He sit down and looked at me with a smirk. "What are you still doing here? The presence of you and your fats makes the atmosphere burn little by little. It would be better if you get lost."
Dick head! Someday you'll be sorry. Ill get thin and be pretty, and you'll be dying to get me. You'll see. I started walking away when he called for my attention.
"Hey"
"What?"
"You forgot your towel" he threw my towel without any warning!
I turned around and walked through the back of our school feeling more determined than ever! Bitch I'll be sexy someday!
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Janara's Note
Hello!!!Thank you for reading the first chapter. This would be the first book that I am determined to continue for some reason I would like to enhance my imagination , and my english. As you can see I lack those, and I really have a bad grammar.
-Sorry if the story is not clearly detailed and the last part is a blah. I posted this chapter already yesterday but when I uploaded it, it was incomplete so what I did was to remember all what I wrote and rewrite everything again, so I am sorry.-
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