Fat.

Chapter Two

15 more minutes til lunch. So far I've had to sit through math, English, science and art. Brrrring. There's the bell. I get up as quickly as I can and as I'm making my way down the aisle of desks, a foot pops out and sprawl over the ground. wow, two times before lunch, that's a record. I look up to the culprit. Jace. I should have known. He's such a fucking prick. "What the hell is your problem dick." I hiss as that stupid little smirk is plastered on his face. "Who? Me?" He mocks innocently. I roll my eyes, "Obviously you twat."  He stands and says "oh nothing, just don't like fat asses like you" as he leaves the room. I grunt and use the desks to help me up. The teacher shoots me a sympathetic look as I pass her desk. "Great job being an asshole teach." Her mouth gapes at the insult, but I just roll my eyes and walk out. As I make my way to the lunch room I hear the whispers. I bet she could eat the whole cafeteria. I bet her jeans are like a size 20. I net she's out of breath from just walking. I'm done with this. I turn around as fast as I can and make my way to the front doors. I can feel the tears pricking my eyes as I step into the cool September air. Let's see, its 12:21 so dad's at home on his lunch break so home is a no-go. I guess the park will have to do.

I'm walking down the sidewalk to the pond at the park when I see him. Jace. You've got to be fucking kidding me. His back is facing me so that's a plus. I try to make my way back to the entrance quietly but I trip in rut in ground on my first step. I land with a loud thud. "dammit" I curse under my breath. He turns his head and I hear, "Whatchya doin here fatty?" I finally stand up and say "That just so happens to be none of your business so if you would ever so kindly fuck off that'd be perfect." All he does is wink and shoot back "Oh feisty, just how I like my ladies." I scoff and say "As if I'd ever wanna be one of those skanks" He stands and brushes of his pants. He makes his way past me and whispers in my ear, "Good, I wouldn't want you to be one. No one likes a fatass. No one." As the tears come to my eyes I realize he's right. No one likes a fatass.