• Chapter 3 •

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Faith

I sit in the library, hiding behind a book, acting like I actually was paying attention. Instead, my thoughts were running high. This school is hell, the wall was right, it is honestly the worst thing I have ever experienced.

After I ditched Hope, I quickly went to my locker, too nervous to do anything else. Call me a geek all you want, cause that's all I am. On my way, I ran into this gorgeous blonde girl, and I accidentally made her drop the one book she was holding.

"Fattie." She hissed at me as I quickly ducked to grab her book.

I handed her book and quickly kept walking, trying to ignore her and her friends' ridiculing laughter and extra comments.

I could barely concentrate on my first subject, math, her words kept repeating in my head so much that I couldn't focus o the algebraic expression the teacher was writing on the board. Had I gained that much weight? I know I was skinnier at the beginning of the summer, but I didn't realize that it had gotten that bad.

My situation got a lot worse when I realized they were in the same gym class as me. I refused to change in front of them, in fear they might say something else, so I grabbed my clothes and changed in the bathroom. The only problem: Hope saw me coming out. I knew that she would ask about me, but I gave her my usual answer: nothing. Not like she would understand any of this. She already has friends, how does she do this? I don't understand!

I sigh as the bell rings, time for drama, although I'm pretty sure I've had enough of that already today. I think Hope and I have this class together. I walk into the class to see her chatting with her new friend, Ashlee. Great, looks like I'm going to get ignored, again. I mean, I know she doesn't mean it, it's just a bit hard dealing with these feelings of being replaced.

'Faith, you're being irrational.' My thoughts remind me, but as I look at my sister and her friend, I can't help but think, am I?

"Faith! Now you can properly meet Ash." She smiles happily.

"Hi," I wave awkwardly, not quite sure what to do.

"Hey. Why'd you rush out so quickly? I didn't get the chance to say hi!" She seems friendly, but I heard her and the other guy making fun of me, so I'm not gonna be turned too easily.

"Didn't want to be late to my first class, sorry." I nervously chuckle.

"She's a nerd." Hope teases, making me blush.

"Am not, jerk." I fake chuckle, ready for this day to be over already.

"Alright class gather in a circle around me please." The teacher calls.

Finally.

-_-_-

The rest of the day passes by uneventfully, but I still can't get those girls' words out of my head.

Fattie

Thunder thighs

Gross

Why can't I get their words out of my head? It bothers me that they affect me so much.

On the bus ride home, I stay silent, looking up ways to lose weight online while Hope texts her new friends, and not just the two she had this morning, she made a bunch more. She's already shooting up into popularity and I'm stuck down here.

I just hope she doesn't forget me.

I see our bus stop pull up and I rush to get out of this cursed bus, starting to walk home while Hope was still getting out.

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