*Ross's POV*
I get back to the dressing room, completely in a bad mood.
"Hey babe," Gina mumbles, wrapping her arms around my abdomen.
I stand still, replying, "Hey."
Her grip on me loosens, and I somehow miss her little arms wrapped tightly around me. She looks up at me, her eyebrows knitting together. "Are you okay?" She asks me softly. I nod, resting my chin on top of her head.
"Yeah, I'm fine," I mutter to her. "Just tell me if anyone ever threatens you, or says anything harsh."
Gina looks at me, bewildered, but nevertheless, she nods her little head. "Okay, Ross."
"Promise me," I demand, sticking out my pinky.
She brings her pinky up, curling it around my own, and whispers, "I promise."
We all begin to get ready to go out for dinner, grabbing our money and phones.
*Gina's" POV*
We show up at the restaurant, drawing attention. There's a mob of girls standing right outside the restaurant doors, being held back by the restaurant's security. Yes, this place is pretty fancy, and is known to have many celebrities come here for dinner, so hiring security just seems appropriate. In all honesty, I feel completely out of place. Everyone here is dressed up in fancy dresses and skirts with beautiful blouses. Then there is me in my ripped skinny jeans and muscle top. Biting at the inside of my bottom lip, I follow the host to our table.
We all take a seat, and I look around, feeling as if everyone is judging me. Even Rydel is in a dress. The boys look somewhat okay, but still better than me. I look like I just came from the skate park. And my maroon colored vans are totally not making me look any nicer.
Ross gingerly places a hand on my thigh, rubbing it with his thumb. As if reading my mind, Ross says, "You look beautiful."
I smile up at him. "Thanks," I mumble, before adding, "I have to go to the bathroom."
Ross nods his head as I walk off in the direction of the bathroom. I walk into one of the stalls, locking the door. Not taking off my shorts, I sit on the toilet seat and pull out my phone. I directly tap the twitter app and check my feed. I have a ton of new followers, and a ton of tweets too. Some are positive, saying stuff about how if I make Ross happy, then it's okay. But the majority is just hate.
"@RossomeRauce: @GinaArrison why would Ross choose you? You aren't even that pretty."
"@Sierra__R5: @GinaArrison since you won't see this, here is my honest opinion. I don't think you're pretty, and I think you're fat."
I cringe, feeling a little hurt. Somehow, I find myself sucking in my stomach.
"@Yo__Its___Raura: @GinaArrison, you and Ross don't even look cute together. You're too fat and ugly. Raura for the win!"
At the mention of Laura and Ross, my blood begins to boil.
No, I will not allow these people to get to me. I need to be strong.
When I check Instagram, I notice that people have commented on my picture of me in a bikini.
You're so fat.
Common words on that post. It's actually flooded with that statement. Like honestly, I get that I'm fat. I don't need these people telling me. Taking a deep breath, I bow my head. Suddenly, the door to the main bathroom opens.
"Gina, are you okay?" Someone questions. It's Rydel. "Ross wants to know, because you have been in there for a while."
"Oh yeah, I'm done now," I reply, standing up. I flush the toilet and pretend to pull my pants up, pulling the zipper down then up again to make the sound effects. I walk out and wash my hands. "Sorry I took so long."
"Oh, you're fine. It's just that we, but mainly Ross, were getting worried."
I smile when she said that mainly Ross was worried. It's pretty adorable to be honest. I follow Rydel back to our table, still sucking in my stomach.
"Since you weren't here, I got you a water," Ross tells me, putting his hand back on my thigh.
I take a sip. "Thanks."
Ross leans in and pecks me quickly. I smile, leaning my forehead against his. His breath fans my lips, and I place a hand on his chest, gripping at his shirt.
"Get a room!" Rocky shouts, causing me to jump back from Ross quickly. My cheeks turn a bright shade of pink, and I look down at my fingers, which are currently having a thumb wrestle with each other.
I sit there awkwardly while Ross and Rocky go at it, until a waitress shows up at our table, ready to take our orders. Her long blonde hair is tied in a high ponytail, the ends of her hair dip dyed red. She has clear skin - olive colored. The girl is probably nineteen and seems to be just a little taller than me. Her slim frame makes me feel more insecure about myself than how I already feel. I shift uncomfortably in my seat.
"So are you guys ready to order?" She asks, pulling out a pad and pen. It seems they have all seen her before, because they all call her 'Leslie'. Oh yeah, I forgot they ordered drinks.
Mark orders first, then Stormie, Ryland, Rydel, Ellington, Rocky, Riker, and Ross. Ross looks at me, pointing to the menu. "You're turn to order."
I bite the inside of my lip, shaking my head. "I'm not hungry," I mutter. And of course, my stomach has to growl at this time. I silently curse the hunger gods.
Ross raises his eyebrows. "Sounds like you are."
"No, I'm not," I insist. Ross shrugs and hands the waitress our menus. She smiles at all of us, but winks at Ross. I watch as Ross scratches at the back of his neck, turning to look at me.
He leans in and pecks my nose, placing a hand on my thigh. "Why aren't you eating? I heard your stomach growling."
I shrug, lifting his hand off my leg and intertwining our fingers. "I'm honestly not hungry."
That's a lie.
"I know that's not true. You're always hungry," Ross chuckles at the last sentence.
I bite the inside of my lip. "I'm not hungry, okay?" I place our hands down, detangling our fingers. My eyes drift towards the hurrying blonde waitress in the back of the restaurant.
"Okay."
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A/N
ITS BEEN SO LONG OMG!! LIKE WOW IM SO SORRY!!! FORGIVE ME PLEASE!! Oh, you did? Good :)
Lol, so I tried out for the volleyball team at our school...and I made it! I'm so excited!
Tight spandex and bending over! (Not the sarcasm)
No, but I really am super excited! It's gonna be so much fun!
Anyways, sorry this chapter isn't the best... Kind of had writers block.
Love you! Xx
