The L(F)uck of Being Fat

I am the fattest

I walk to school this morning, hoping there's something new in the school. I wish my friends will stop suggesting me to take a diet programme. Yeah...I'm a fat junior high school...and my friends always comment about my big body. 

Because of it, they always make me annoyed with their scathing comments. Sometimes I really want to revenge them, in various ways, so it can make them ashamed. But I can't. They're too strong for me. I can't fight them. Most of them are boys, yeah they have big muscles.

And that's Alexa, my one and only bestfriend. She's maybe the best person in the world. She always cares about me. Today she came earlier than me. And the conversation started

"Hey... you look grim... what's matter with you?" she said.

"Oh..... I'm okay..."

"Come on... Don't lie.... I know you have a problem"

"Okay...I'm annoyed. People always say about my fatness... I don't know what I should do. Help me pleasee..."

It happens almost every day... I always ask for help like a "beggar". Of course I felt guilty to her. She really cares , but I never give her anything.

But as people say, there must be behind the lack of excess. I have a big brain, not like my friends. For me, they are losers. They can only mock me from the physical, but they can't rival my cleverness. It just the only one that I have.

Bell's ringing. Alexa takes me to the class. I enter the class with a sluggish. It's always a bad mood to learn in a class of losers.The teacher has not came to the class. As usual, the losers mock me about my fat. "Calm down... cover your ears..." my heart voiced. But... my patience lost after hearing the word starving piglet. And the sound really came from the boy that I like. Oh... God... what must I do with him? I'm confused...