Small Town Girl

Like Rocky Balboa himself knocked him out

Three Years Earlier

Wake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy

(Hey, what up girl?)

Grab up my glasses, I'm out the door, I'm gonna hit this city

(Let's go)

Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack

'Cause when I leave for the night, I ain't coming back

“Ugggggggghhhhhhhh” I slowly started to wake up as Kesha voice came from the devil contraption that I call an alarm clock. Pounding the snooze button one to many times the annoying thing finally stopped long enough for me to lie back in my bed and close my eyes. But before I can even breathe I heard another devilish sound but instead of the alarm clock, this time it was in the form of my older sister Janey or as I like to call her when she’s not around wicked witch.

“Look I know your hibernating and all Caitlynn but mom says get up so we won’t be late for the first day of school, and the next time I have to come back here to tell you that, you’ll see your fat butt all over Facebook with a comment saying a gorilla in its prime time.” My sister snaps as she turns and walks out the room with her head held as if she’s the queen of England or something. Maybe the Queen of Sluts I thought; chuckling to myself with that in mind I got up to do my daily routine of showering, brushing my teeth and hair and putting on sweatpants and the biggest t-shirt I can find to hide my rolls underneath.

It’s no secret to anyone that I’m bigger than the average sally; everyone knows it and I’m constantly reminded about it from either home or school. When you look at everyone in my family you can tell they are related but when I step into the picture, the people that don’t know me looks confused as to why I’m standing next to these skinny, blemish free people. At first it used to bother me, always having someone judge you or being mistaken as the help. But after I read “The Earth, My Butt, and Other Big Round Things” by Carolyn Mackler I realized that I don’t have to change for anyone but myself. And from that day forward that book has been my national anthem and bible every time I need a pick me up. After getting dressed I finally walked downstairs to see that everyone was already done and waiting on me, and even though I was so hungry I knew the rest of my family would go ape shit crazy on me for making them late for their precious first day of school. Note the sarcasm.

Looking around I noticed my mom must have already left since I didn’t see her, which was no surprise since she was usually working. My mom and dad both decided to work for different law firms so there won’t be and I quote be any “conflict of interest” whatever that means, so my mom usually work early in the mornings, while my dad tend to go to work around the afternoon and stay late.

“So teletubbie how you feeling about your first day of high school,” my dad said while handing us our lunch boxes. Looking at him I wanted to say that I’d rather be stuck in a tank full of Parana’s than have to deal with another year of the same people and the same stupidity.But the words I said out loud were along the line of “I’m extremely excited” I said, and I noticed the surprise that crossed his face when I said that, but then I finished it off with “because that means that I only have a couple more years before I’m done with school all together then I can move from this drama infested town to a house in Florida sipping on a Coca-Cola.” I don’t where the Coca-Cola came from but it was a nice visual, hearing a sigh I looked at my dad seeing him shaking his head with disappointment.

Rolling my eyes upward, I knew a long speech was coming on why I have to finish the family legacy, blahhhhhh and some more blah that I heard way to many times to count and I promise if you ask me I can repeat every word of it, so I quickly grabbed my lunch bag and bolted out the door faster than I have ever moved in my life and I jumped in the backseat of my older brothers car and yelled drive in my sisters ear much to her dismay. Finally when everything settled down my older sister turned around and said “for a person who took 30 minutes coming downstairs you have nothing to show for it, you still look like a gorilla in a dress.” Pleased with herself she turned back around while my younger sister and brother laughed. The only one who didn’t laugh was my older brother which I really appreciated, but one thing I can give my sister is that she knows how to kill a person self-esteem in the matter of five minutes.

When my brother pulled into the high school parking lot I looked up at the semi tall building that I passed by every day in middle school to get home, and looking at it now made it all the more real. I was finally in high school, I couldn’t help but feel a little excitement and a hint of dread or was that throw up.

“So are you going to sit in the car all day or are you actually going to come out of there,” Being pulled from my thoughts I looked up at my brother and smiled at him cause I knew he was just joking.

“Yea I’m ready I was just getting myself mentally prepared to walk into a building filled with testosterone and hormones.” I said to my brother as he burst out laughing and shook his head while walking over to a group of meat heads he call friends. Grabbing my bag from out the car and closing the door, I took a second to look around and scan the different groups and cliques that I might actually fit into. But after taking one look I knew I wouldn’t fit in any group even if I knew these people my whole life.

Sighing I walked into the building taking out my schedule as I tried to find my first class even though school didn’t start for ten minutes. Not looking where I was going I bumped into wall that was in the shape of a person’s body. Looking up I immediately opened my mouth to apologize but before I can he yelled “Watch it fat ass,” my eyes went wide because I didn’t think he would’ve did that in front of everyone, but I guess I should’ve known better. Looking around him, seeing how everyone was laughing at his non original joke, he decided to grace us with some more fat jokes that he thought was funny.

“Look fatty I know that you being fat and all have a lot of disadvantages, but I didn’t know all that fat clogged up your eyes to the point where you can’t see,” he said roaring with laughter just like everyone else seemed to be. I couldn’t help but put my head down a little and maneuver around him

“Where you think you going,” he said, looking down at me with an evil smirk, I looked around me for someone to at least have a little decency to help me, but when I saw my sister standing there with her band of cheer sluts I couldn’t help but to feel a little pain. Before I can run out of there crying my brother best friend Zander and the only guy who’s not a meat head pushed through the crowd and told them all to leave. Never have I seen the hallways get so clear in just a couple of minutes, but I guess that’s the perks of being the most popular guy in school and the hottest. When everybody was gone except for a few stragglers he jumped into my tormentors face, whose name I now know as Chris and pushed him against the lockers.

“If you want to a fight all you had to do is ask and not go bullying on a ninth grade girl.” Zander spat, as he looked at Chris with scowl across his face. Immediately Chris started to apologize and said we were just joking around, looking at me as if I’ll back up his story. Pfttt, Please like I would do that in a million years, I might be a little big, and I might hate confrontations, but I am not weak. So I just stayed quiet, and I guess that was enough for Zander because he punched him one time in the face and Chris went done like Rocky Balboa himself knocked him out. Looking back at me Zander walked over to me asking me if I was I was ok.

“Well you know my pride was wounded but I think I’ll live,” I said laughing off the whole situation like I do all the time, and I guess Zander noticed because he frowned, but he didn’t comment on my coping mechanisms much to my pleasure. Walking me to class he gave me back my books and walked down to the junior hallway where his classes are, but not before he wished me good luck and kissed my hand. Watching him walk to his class I probably stood there for five minutes looking at my hand as if it will fall off and do a happy dance. Finally getting my head right, I walked into the classroom for the teacher to say “I never thought I would give detention on my first day of school, but I guess there’s time for change.”

 “I mean don’t you agree with me class, I mean being 15 minutes late to class is inexcusable.” Looking at the clock my eyes almost bulged out of their sockets, cause who knew I was 15 minutes late. Sighing I took the pink slip and sat down towards the back, hearing snickers coming from my classmates every time I walked by. Looking down at my desk I knew this was going to be a long year.

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