Default Title - Ordinary Girl

Chapter 1

The show actually went well. Khloe didn't ask questions that pissed me off. She was civil and she knows her job pretty well. It was just the question about what made me turn to food for comfort that got me. I nearly broke down on set but being the tough girl that I am, I sucked it up and answered the question.
"when my dad died due to an accident caused by some bitch...sorry forgot I was on TV. Uhmm so after my dad died, my brother left the house because he couldn't stand seeing her( the woman i live with) anymore so I was left alone with her and she was pretty distant. Maybe she was giving me space but at that time I needed comfort and no one was there so I turned to food and then every time I got sad I just ate food and it became a habit and I am not one for exercise so that's how come am this big. " I replied to the question and I saw some kind of emotion flash in khloe's eyes but I know better. I know it's just for show. Then came the next question that had me thinking. " who are you taking your revenge on? "  After a minute silence, I came up with  a reply, "so am taking revenge on  my dad, brother and step mom for leaving me when I needed them the most and on myself for being such a pussy. Oh totally forgot.. sorry for using profanities on your show."
Khloe looked like it didn't matter to her what my choice of words were. The show came to an end after a few rounds of questions and I was given the address to where I would be meeting my gym teacher. As I walked out I had a big smile plastered on my face and decided to go to the candy store to get my last round of candy. I arrived home with a bag full of candy and headed straight to my room to enjoy my delicacy in private without any interruption from Kathy, the devil  which is the name of the asshole who killed my dad.

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It's Monday morning and I am in my gym clothes going to meet my teacher . God knows how bad I want  my teacher to be a woman. I just can't have a man as my gym teacher. It didn't work out in high school and neither is it going to work now. You know the kind of feeling where you just want to hide because you think your figure is hideous, I feel the same way now and if my gym teacher is a man it would be fifteen times fucking worse. So let's pray, fingers crossed, that it's a woman.
I walk into the gym and I see a man. He doesn't turn but opens his mouth to say, " you were supposed to be here twenty minutes ago." omg his voice is to die for. " I am sorry". I say and he turns to look at me and he looks shocked. "Jesus christ!!" he says and I feel offended because I know why he said that, it's because he has never seen anyone as big as me or as hideous as I am. I turn to go and I hear him say stop but I turn too quickly and it causes a twist in my ankle which finally leads me to kiss the floor. "oh I am so sorry if I sent the wrong message across, I was just processing something that's all."
Oh OK, so he apologized and I don't know what to say and I am even shocked cause I always know what to say even when it's not needed. So I just say what comes to my mind which happens to be okay.
" so my name is king, and I would like to know yours. "
" Uhmm.... my name is Maya " I reply.  "OK Maya so as you guessed am gonna be your teacher and am going to help to you lose weight between eleven weeks. So let's check your weight and then you let me know how many pounds you wanna lose, OK?"  He directs me to a weighing scale to measure my weight and it seems like the quantity of my weight in values is not on the scale because the manufacturers of the scale didn't forsee that someone with my weight was alive.
" oh you are not standing properly on the scale, what's up with your face?  You thought your weight value was not on the scale?" I bow my head in embarrassment because I know he is speaking the truth. I stand properly on the scale and my weight is recorded as 350 pounds. Whoo!! That's a lot of weight if you ask me.
" ok so how many weight do you want to lose? " he asked me. Now that I think about it I want to lose a lot of this shit.
" I want to lose 200 pounds." I stated like it was the easiest thing to do  in the world.
"So am guessing you want to look like Nicki Minaj? " he asked humorously and that just got me bored.
" if I want to lose 200 pounds, it doesn't mean I want to look like Nicki even though it will be awesome to have her body" I almost screamed to his face.
"oh take it easy, am just trying to lighten the tension in the room," he explained.  "BTW today is just about knowing bits about you and how we are going to work towards achieving the set goal which is to lose 200 pounds."  he says with a smile lurking at the corner of his lips.
"If you want to laugh just let... " and even before I ended my statement he was already laughing but heck his laugh was the most beautiful sound I have ever heard. Hey come back to your senses, he is laughing at you and you are here admiring his laugh my  brain wanted to knock some sense into me.
"so why are you laughing? I asked pretending to be annoyed.
" uhhmm... nothing really. I just felt like it " he says coolly. He then went on further to say that I shld return on Wednesday because he will be busy planning my workout schedule tomorrow and with that, I was dismissed.