Curves,Love, and Independent

Chapter One

I'm Nicole I was born in New York to a wonderful family even though we have are ups and downs that doesn't mean I don't still love them. I may not be a size 2 but I know I still look good with my size.

Monday morning

I woked up to the sound of my alarm feeling the coldest of weather of New York. I walked to my bathroom and took a shower and brushed my teeth, then I went to my closet and grabbed my black leggings and my white V-neck shirt and grabed my black jacket and put them on. I went into the bathroom once again sadly and did my make-up and my hair I put on foundation, blush,eye-shadow, mascara, concealer,and also eyeliner to bring out my greenish Hazel eyes. I straighten my long dark brown hair and walked down the stairs to get food I made oatmeal and got some orange juice by the time I was done eating it was almost time to go. I put on my black vans and grabed my backpack from the couch.

Phone vibrates

Hey babe I need to talk to you when we get to school okay bye. Sent from Johnny 6:48 am I texted back okay babe 6:50 am

At Lincoln HighSchool

The bus was the same as everyday but I really want to know what Johnny has to say. I saw my one of my best friends Marcia we been best friends since grade school. Flashback to 2nd grade

Haha your fat said one of the kids I thought was my friend but wasn't. They kept saying that in tell one girl came from the back of me and said hey leave her at alone or else I will break your precious little Barbie's and that's when we came best friends. End of flashback

"Hey girl" said Marcia ,"Hey" I was really freaking out about what Johnny was going to say."what are you thinking about Nicki" "well..um.. I'm thinking about johnnytextedmesayingheneedstotalktome " "wait hold the fuck up say that again but slower so I can understand what the hell your saying." "Fine this girl really gets under my skin but I still love her tho johnny texted me saying that he needs to talk to me." "Oh speaking of the devil himself here he comes" oh lord Jesus please let this be good. "Well I'm going to leave you too to talk" and she walks away greaatt note the sarcasm. "Hey you wanted to talk to me." I say "oh ya well I think we should break up I been cheating on you for the past year with Zara, and I don't really like you like that and I prefer a size 2 instead of a size 18 sorry not sorry and any guy will never date you so bye." Then he was away. Leaving me hurt angry but really hurt tears pour down my cheeks as all that process in to my head.