SORRY PLUTO [ JACK x ZACH ]

twelve

mars walked with me today, we had physical education together.

"i hate gym." i whined while throwing off my sweater and putting on my t-shirt.

he shrugged, "i don't really care about it, if i'm being honest."

suddenly, another tall and honestly handsome boy walked near us, "hey ------." he welcomed himself.

i tried to hide myself behind my shirt.

mars smiled, "hey -----."

he had eyes that i honestly couldn't put a color to, yet, probably a bright blue if you asked me. he seemed too big and mighty for me, and i was trying to slowly back away as i needed to change from my jeans to painful shorts.

mars caught on. "oh, this is my friend ----, but you can call him pluto."

let's call this new boy jupiter.

jupiter furrowed his eyebrows, "pluto?"

i nodded, "like the planet."

he then nodded his head vigorously, "oh! sorry, i was confused at first. you can call me -----."

i nodded.

as mars and jupiter started a conversation, i slowly backed up toward the corner and changed into my shorts.

i hated phys. ed because i had to show off some of my body, and if i said i was confident it would be the biggest lie of my time.

i walked into the gym with a forced smile. the teacher was honestly scary.

as i ran laps around the horrendously large gym, i felt everyone's eyes on me.

i wanted to cover myself, i felt too many stares at my annoyingly fat thighs and big stomach.

don't get me wrong here, large people are quite beautiful.

but i couldn't stand looking at myself.

and no one could see the disgust written in my eyes once i look at my body in the mirror,

no one could see the pain pluto felt when he was dis-classified as a planet,

no one could see,

and no one cared.

sorry pluto.