I Love............ Luke? Nooooooo!
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I hate Luke. I hate Mr. Fattin. I hate school. I hate... everything. I hate everything and everyone except myself. I know, selfish.
I'm 16 and I am fat. Not to mention, my clothes are either large or XL. I am also the "feared one." I was refered to Moses. Like when I walk through the halls, people would make way for me, kind of like when Moses made a route across the ocean for the Jews. Cool if you ask me.
I'm also friendless.
One morning, I woke up and found a PIMPLE! I named it Pimple #1. I put on my black eyeliner and mascara. I put and brown eyeshadow and red blush. Black lipstick is my favorite. I put that on and went out the door. I never took interest in boys. But this morning, I feel different. I don't know why, maybe my hormones since I'm growing pimples. When a hot guy passes by, I stare at them and this kept going on until I reached to school. As usual, the halls made a clear passage for me to get to my homeroom. I did something that I've never done before. Instead of waiting 20 minutes in homeroom, I went outside, dropped my black Abercrombie tote bag on a bench and started to jog around the block. Then I laid on some grass and did 15 sit-ups. Everyone looked at me like they were seeing Britney Spears shaving her head. I stood up and smirked at them. They smiled back at me nervously and waved. Just to spice things up, I scowled at them. They imediately turned back to their conversation.
School was the same as ever. Except that I ended up smelling like shit. Mr. Fattin, my biology teacher handed back our tests. I looked at my paper and I got a D-. *sigh* I looked up and saw Mr.F looking at me and I glared at him. "Ms. Nelena Chase, come up please." I stood up and stomped towards him. Mr. F was the same height as me with hairy arms and a small head. I glared down at him. "What." I said to him annoyed. "Nelena, your grades are dropping from a C to a D. What is happening?" he asked me quietly. "Look, I don't give a shit about my grades. All I care is to graduate from this fucken, dam school and leave, OK? You bitchy teachers are so fucken annoying. Who the hell cares if I become a hobo? I don't give a shit about it, OK. Now shut the hell up before I fuck the shit out of you. You all are just crap." Something like this wasn't unusual. Mr. F looked like he was going to pop out of his ugly suit. RINGGGGGG! Huh, saved by the bell. Thought I was going to stay in that crappy detention table.
When I got home, my mother, Alice, stood by the door. I went in and gave her a hug. She smiled back and hugged me again. The only person I don't hate is my parents and my dog, Buff. He's a dalmation pup that I got for my 15th birthday. My mother asked me how was my day and I said, its ok. I went up my room and dumped out my homework assignments. I hate homework. That night, my father, Ben, came home from work and kissed Alice on the cheeks. Their kiss was tender and sweet. I started to wonder how would it be if I went out with someone. I got to work right away.
1st stop, loose weight. I went on my crappy del laptop and searched up, how to loose weight. Ok, sit ups, here I come. I did 50 sit up each night and jumping jacks every night. I swam in the local pool for the first time and the water tasted like shit. By the end of the month, I lost 3 pounds. YES! Boys, here I come.
2nd stop, act girly. I threw away my black lipstick and bought a pink lipstick, lipgloss at Holister. I bought baby pink nail polish and threw out my black ones. I went to Abercrombie and Macy's and got some tight, wicked cute skirts and a bunch of other girly things. Ugh. Hoops earings are the only girly thing I like.
I lost another 3 pounds after my 2nd month and I was completley fascinated.
The 3rd month of my new girly makeover, I noticed peoples' jaws drop when they see me walk down the halls. I had to admit, I like my new makeover. Today, I wore black leggings that are up to my knees and a tight mini baby blue skirt, and a white blouse over my hot pink tanktop. I had curves in the right places and I had pink blush on with pink eyeshadow with a little eye liner with mascara. I look, HOT HOT HOT. I came from a 120 lb to a 112 lb. Big improvement if you ask me. I also started to notice the boys check my ass out with their fricken perverted eyes.
But those little things didn't make my day. Somthing that happened in 5th period made my day. I was eating lunch with my new friends, Ann, Teresa and Michelle. I know, surprising. Luke, the hottest guy on North Oakland High came over to our table. I was specifically aiming my target for him. He came over and plopped down next to me. Teresa's jaws dropped and Michelle gasped. Ann covered her eyes. WHAT THE FUCK IS HE DOING HERE? Ohmigod!
"Hey babe. Wanna hang out together later?" His sexy voice echoed in my head. My jaws dropped and my eyes widened.
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