CHUBBY

five

I opened my mouth to speak but then it hit me. "Well I'm not judging," I literally just said all of that out loud. Jeez! How much more embarrassing could I get.

I put my face in my hands to hide my blushing. He just laughed at my action.

"Well I'm nineteen now. My birthday was a couple months ago," he told me. I felt weird. Beside my father, a guy has never been this nice to me. Got to admit, he's a little too nice though.

Now, I may be overreacting but, what if he's friends with Scott or something and they all just planned this little charade? God, I felt like I told him so much stuff about me that I shouldn't have. Told him jeez! I'm literally the most gullible person ever.

"Oh, what'd you do?" Was my response. I didn't want to make it sound like I didn't care or that I was being rude. Or that I suspected him...

"Nothing. My cousin threw me a party but I left it literally like five minutes later. Everyone and everything annoying me at that party. So, I just left and watched a movie with my mom and ex girlfriend."

"Oh," that's all I could produce in my mind.

"When's yours?"

"Mines was in February. And I just had dinner with my mom, dad, and the traitor. Nothing big," I shrugged.

"Oh." He responded back.

"Kids. Dinner!" One of our moms yelled out.

We went out and sat in the living room since our dinning room was being redesigned. My mother ordered up some lasagna. Not going to lie, it was going to feel weird eating infront of other people. I still felt a little insecure after today and being that Mickey Mouse could possibly be a spy made me even more anxious.

"You two could fix your own plate, right? It should already be pre-cut. Take what you like," my mother smiled at us. Nervously, I picked up the serving spoon and got some lasagna. I didn't get much because I was pretty worried about Mickey Mouse would still judge me. Even though he's being nice. For all I know, he still could have planned something with Scott. Still overacting probably.

After everyone served themselves, the room went silent. No one really said anything. I most definitely was distracted though. So much stuff played in my mind. The whole situation at school, this really nice and attractive guy sitting next to me, my mother trying to be all chill and stuff, my bestfriends betrayal. All just gave me a huge headache. Plus I felt really nervous eating around him. He could have still probably been evil. Okay, I'm done talking about it.

"Honey eat. Don't tell me you aren't hungry. Or is it because of your new guy friend?"

"Mom!" I shouted at her. Complete embarrassment.

"Well you won't eat," she mumbled loud enough for everyone to hear.

"I was just distracted by stuff that's all. I'll eat, see look," I cut off a piece of lasagna and shoved it into my mouth. I couldn't help but laugh at myself after. I don't know why but I started laughing like a madman. Nonstop. No even laughed with me. They all just looked at me like I was losing my mind. But I just couldn't stop laughing. About not just what I did but, my whole entire day. I was humiliated in front of the whole school and then made a complete full of myself on the bus. God, I was a mess.

"Honey, I um, what's so funny?" My mother whispered to me.

"Ah nothing mom. You wouldn't understand," I shook my head then continued eating my lasagna.

"So, Mickey right?" My mother asked.

"Ah yes," he responded.

"You in school or something? Or maybe even looking for a job?"

He shook his head. "After high school I was kind of done with the whole education thing. So now I'm looking for a job."

"Mmm, good at anything in specific?"

"Uh yeah. I could bake. I baked one of the pies I gave you guys," he smiled at my mom.

"Well maybe you could come and work for us at one of our bakeries. We own two. We also own three restaurants. One of them being right below us. So, if your in need for a job, I got ya," my mother winked at them. It seemed a little inappropriate but my mother didn't really know the difference. The silence broke out again.

We just sat eating until my mother decided to speak again. "Sooo, Mickey, any special lady friends?"

"Mom!" Once again shouting at her.

Mickey laughed, "uh me and my girlfriend broke up a while ago so, I'm a totally free man," he turned, looked at me, and the winked. It made my spine tingle a little. Did I mention the fact that no guy has ever winked at me? Or did anything remotely attractive towards me?

I wonder if his ex is fat. Ew, fat. Who am I kidding? That's what I was. Fat snd disgusting. God I can't with myself.

"Mom I'm going to bed," I said in a low voice. I didn't want anyone to know that I was on the verge of crying.

"Oh but sweetie what about dessert?" She asked.

I looked at her, rolled my eyes, then walked to my bedroom. I hadn't even finished my food but it wasn't like I needed it anyway.