Love Me

Part 1- Introduction

SHAYLA

Hi my name is Shayla and I am 16 starting the junior year of high school. I am African American and from Memphis. I am plus size, I wear a 20 in jeans , have tripled D size cups and a belly I wish would just go away. I live in Southaven, Ms right now and have been for a few years.

I wake up to my alarm for 6:00 am. I drag myself out of my soft colorful covers. I grab my speaker and thought about how I should get my day started. I grab my phone, Bluetooth it to the speaker, and press shuffle on my playlist. The speaker started playing "End of time" by Beyonce. I'm telling y'all it's a good song.

Heading back to my closet I pick skinny blue jeans, white plain shirt, with blue and white Nike shoes, blue socks. I grab my clothes , speaker, and head for the bathroom. I get dress and do my natural hair which is not that long, it is just a little pass my collar bone.

I turn off my speaker and walk across the hallway and start beating on two of my brothers' doors to wake them up for school.

"Get up! Get up! Time for school, now get up and get dress." Knowing my other younger brother who kinda acts like me is already up so no need to beat on his door, however the youngest of my family and my only older brother do not so I have to get them up.

I check my time and it's 7:00am so I get on my Instagram page and watch funny videos.
My next alarm goes off for 7:50am so I know it is time for me to get to walking to school. I grab my essentials and backpack and get to walking to school.

By this time I should have my permit and driver's license but I have been to lazy and I have no one to take me, my mom is always working and tired and my dad just comes up with an excuse for not being able to in the moment. So that's that.

I should lose weight from these 15 minute walks back and forth to school but I don't because of the way I eat but it is what it is.

I arrive at school at 8:05am and head straight to my first block English class, and goodness me I really dislike English, but I have to keep my grades up or I am a failure in my family's eyes.

The bell soon rings and everyone is seated.

" Hi class I am your English teacher this year, Mrs.More. I will teach you American literature this semester. I will pass out all the paperwork your parents and yourself need to fill out and it contains all the rules, topics we will talk about, and grading scale."

English went by really slow and she had assigned seats which is the worse and I sat in the very front. Ugh! My next block was U.S. History and the teacher's name was Ms. Sheen. She was kinda a repeat of first block but we could sit anywhere and she said the class would be fast pace which was find by me. My third block was when I saw I had my long time crush in math which is algebra 2. My crush is white, tall, short hair cut, blue eyes, but he wasn't built but skinny. I knew he ran track because I saw him running with everyone else on the team.

When I have crushes I kind of admire them from far away because I am not so forward when it comes this subject. Third block is lunch block and I know where he sits and the usually friends he talks to but he kind of talks to anydude.

I normally do not tell anyone my crushes but I told my friend Beania because she told me her old crush was in the same class we were in. I nag and nag on about him to her and I bet she is tired of it. Beania is white and on the plus size just like me but she is smaller than me.

I got put in the same group as my crush and oh my crush does have a name by the way it is Hunter Miles. He really is cute and his simile is to die and laughs are just perfect deep husky voice.

The teacher told us to take our assigned seats and he sits right across from me and there were two other boys in our group but I only had eyes for my blue-eyed man.

"Alright grab a bellwork sheet and begin on it then we will check it together," the teacher, Mrs.H said.

The black boy beside me speaks up.

" Hi dudes I am Jay and yes I am gay boo!" He holds his hand out and I shook it. Jay is a black skinny boy in fashion. He has a low hair cut and seems very expressive by the way he acts.

" Well aren't you gon tell me you name" Jay said.

"Oh my bad Im Shayla" After introduced myself I glanced over at Hunter and he is staring at me so I think something is on my face and get really nervous and put my head down.

" Honey blue-eyed what is yo name" -Jay

"It's Hunter" -Hunter

"And you dark chocolate"-Jay He was talking about the other guy in our group.

"Ceil" -Ceil
Ceil was a buffer than anyone in the class and had a really handsome features for himself.

Since we learn each other names even though I knew Hunter already from a different class when I first started liking him which was last year in 10th grade. I don't know why I started liking him. It was like something was driving me towards him. I wonder if he feels it too.

Mrs.H went over the bellwork and everyone headed to lunch. I sat at my usual table and when I get ready to sit down there is always something type of liquid on it and it gets on my nerves. I feel like whoever does it does it on purpose but I wipe it off or my friend Gani does. Gani is really the craziest white friend I have. There is also Dimeiya is black and funny because the face expressions she makes when another person at our table trys to talk across her or makes the stupidest laugh she gets so irritated with the others.

Even through all this my mind seems to keep bringing me back to Hunter and I am getting sick of my heart. I dont want to imagine all our happiness and when I actually get the courage to tell him how I feel and get rejected I don't want it to hurt to where I won't be able to breathe.