I want to be a LOSER
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Real talk: Sometimes we eat instead of facing our problems.
Patrice, is what you call the "BIG BOSS", not in the sense that she's the boss of any gang of some sort or some bad ass girl with a to die for body and kick ass persona. "BIG BOSS" is what some of the bullies call her. Yes, you figured that one out, she's fat. Nothing is special about her besides the fact that she can cook really well. Like most teens, she deals with a lot of stress: money, love, school, parents, drama, fitting in the society and of course her JEANS. She's contented with her life with her best friend, Julie, who is a complete opposite of her. She's thin.
Everything was just right. It was so right that she left her mom and ran away. And ends up in the humongous forest at the back of their house. (Yes, that's what she calls running away, that's the farthest she can run.)She's in big trouble. Let's just say it all started when she barked and that was when she met five guys who will change her life for better or maybe for worse?
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