My mom is an artist My dad is a retired model And my sister is a fashion designer. All of them are fit and healthy but why am I different? I am a nerdy, big,fat piggy .Well that's what they call me... I hate it when they call me that but oh well what can I do? I have no choice but to ignore them.Though I know it's true . My classmates hates me in school, almost everyone bullies me .There was a time that I was embarrassed their at the school but none of the teachers care, the matter of fact they were laughing and pointing out at me... They call me a shame and embarrassment of my family. But it was okay since Rap was always there for me .Okay fine maybe not always since she was studying from a different school. She was my best friend. I thought Rap is a gift for me and I was thankful to have her to be a part of my life. She was my partner in crime and I trusted her. But she betrayed me.....