What do you think it'd feel like to be constantly reminded of what you hated the most about yourself? Maisie Chambers is well accustomed to that horrible feeling. High school has been hell just because some people can't stand that she's fat. All she wants is to get through the last year of high school as invisible as possible. Alexander Scott and his twin, Avery are the new students that draws everyone's attention. Somehow, they notice Maisie and everything begins to change. For good or bad? She doesn't really know.
View More"The best gift you are ever going to give someone — the permission to feel safe in their own skin.”― Hannah Brencher.MaisieAS FAR AS I knew, Avery didn't like Raymond. Not one bit. But tonight, it was as if she suddenly liked all the things she claimed she hadn't. Firstly, she made us come to this party that she clearly said she wasn't interested in before. Then, she went ahead, and mingled with the said popular kids that she also didn't like. Now, she was dancing with Ray. And it wasn't just any dance, it was kind of provocative. I knew she was drunk but that didn't explain all that had happened tonight. She was already acting weird before we got here. I wish she had just opened up to me, instead of this disaster that was going on here. I watched her dance for a few minutes, contemplating my next course of action. I thought about what Avery would do if she wasn't under the influence of alcohol. She would definitely not be dancing with Ray. She'd definitely regret this. So, I wal
“Feeling beautiful has nothing to do with what you look like.” - Emma Watson.I WANTED THE ground to open up and swallow me. Because a guy had been dared to kiss the least attractive girl in the room, and he was heading towards me. Brittany saying ‘least attractive’ was putting it mildly. I was pretty sure she wanted to say ‘the ugliest girl.’ And to this guy, I was the ugliest girl.Wouldn’t you want the same if you were in my shoes?It seemed like everything was happening in an awful slow motion as I watched.Maisie, are you just going to sit here and allow him to kiss you, branding you as the ugliest girl in school? Are you just going to sit here and allow him steal your first kiss at this awful party that you were dragged to? I asked myself.No. I didn't want that. That would definitely suck. I wanted my first kiss to be with someone special; and not during a lame game at a lame party.So I did the only thing I could think of at that moment in time. I ran.I abruptly got up, an
“We can’t hate ourselves into a version of ourselves we can love.” –Lori Deschene. MY HEART WAS pounding. My palms were getting sweaty, and I was biting my lower lips. I didn't agree to this. I didn't want to do this but it seemed like my opinion didn't matter. For some reason, Avery was adamant about coming to the party and now, we're here, right outside Ray's house. Avery interlocked her hand with mine as we walked towards the house. I was still in my sweater and denim pants while Avery was dressed in black leather pants, ankle boots and brown leather jacket. It was way past 9 pm and I can think of way better things I could be doing than to be here. Not to mention that this was my very first high school party. I'd never been invited to things like this, and I wasn't invited to this one either. Avery dragged me along. "I don't think this is a good idea, Ave. Let's go back." I stopped walking, trying to dissuade her for the last time. "We are already here, Maiz. Let's have f
"So the question is, which boulder are you going to choose to roll? The 'must lose weight' boulder or the 'fuck you I will boldly, defiantly accept the body I've got and LIVE IN IT boulder.'" -- Kate Harding. "ARE YOU SURE you have the right address?" Mom asked for the second time, turning to look at me with a weird look on her face. It looked like a mixture of confusion and awe.My gaze moved from the view behind her to meet her eyes. I didn't answer the first time she asked and I still wasn't sure about the answer now. I looked at the address Avery texted me and back at the house -- no, mansion. "Yes, I think so. "I could totally understand why she was skeptical. Even I was skeptical about being at the right address. We were in some rich neighborhood and we were parked in front of a gated mansion. I knew they were rich, I mean, I could tell from the way they dressed and the car they drove, but I didn't think they were this rich. The house looked like one of those chaebol mansions
“And I said to my body softly, ‘I want to be your friend.’ It took a long breath and replied, ‘I have been waiting my whole life for this.’” -- Nayirrah Waheed.“YOU ARE GOING on a blind date.” My mom announced over breakfast the next day.The coffee that was going down my throat went through the wrong pipe and I started to cough.Mom passed me a glass of water and I took a sip in a bid to ease my cough. She stood up from her chair and came to pat my back softly to ease it.When it seemed I had recovered, she returned to her seat.“Sorry, what?” Was all I managed to say.Mom continued eating like she didn’t just detonate a bomb. “You heard me.”No, I didn’t think I did. Maybe my brain was still fuzzy since I woke up about an hour ago. “You’re going on a blind date?” I asked her. I hoped that was what she had said and not what my brain thought she said. She dropped her fork and stared at me. “No. You. You are the one going on a blind date. Not me.”“Me?” My right hand rested on my ch
“You can’t hate yourself happy. You can’t criticize yourself thin. You can’t shame yourself worthy. Real change begins with self-love and self-care.”— Jessica Ortner.“WHAT IS GOING ON here?” Alex’s voice was firm and strong as he spoke.Even though I wasn't happy that he had shown up, it was nice to witness the Bs' shocked expressions as they turned to see who it was.“Alex!” Betty gasped, exchanging questioning glances with her group.“Fancy seeing you here, Alex.” Brittany said flirtatiously.Alex merely waited, staring at them with an expressionless face. His expression revealed nothing to me, so I had no idea what he was thinking. A few beats of silence went by before he spoke once more. "I ask again: ‘What is going on here?’"“His accent is so hot. I can’t get over it.” Bianca whispered a little too loudly to Betty. I had to resist rolling my eyes.Then the Bs realised that until they gave him an answer, he probably wouldn’t have a conversation with them.“Oh, yeah, that.” Britt
“Your words have so much power. Everyday, if you tell yourself ‘I love you,’ if you give yourself one word of validation, it will change your mind.” - Ashley Graham.“I'M GETTING SICK and tired of her.” Someone said agitatedly as I heard people walk into the restroom.I froze in place, my hand still on the lock of the stall I was about to open. The voice sounded so familiar but it was taking my brain awhile to place it.“Me too.” I recognized the voices. It was Bianca and Betty – Brittany's minions. I wondered who they were talking about.“She's so infuriating. She acts like everybody's beneath her. We are supposed to be friends but–”“She treats us like we're her puppets.” Bianca cut in, completing her sentence. They both let out groans.Brittany. They were talking about Brittany.I could have bet that they were standing before the mirror, touching up their makeup as they talked about her. I wondered where their puppet master was, that they were here badmouthing her.Is it bad mouth
“People often say that beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and I say that the most liberating thing about beauty is realising that you're the beholder.” - Salma Hayek.I WAS EXHAUSTED. Well, a little bit. I felt sweaty, hot and tired in my joggers and t-shirt. It made me wish I was wearing shorts and tank tops like most of the girls here. I hated gym class but it was mostly because it was the perfect place and opportunity for people to give me the stink eye and comment about how ridiculous I look doing sports. That was one of the reasons I stick to wearing T-shirts and joggers instead. I didn't want to give them more stuff to talk about. We’ve been asked to run laps around the gymnasium and now we were gonna play a game or something and I was already dreading it and hoping it wouldn’t be dodgeball; but as usual, luck was never on my side. “Listen up everyone! Gather around. It's time for some dodgeball. Divide yourselves into two teams.” Our gym teacher, Mr. Norman yelled. Some g
“Stop trying to fix your body. It was never broken.” – Eve Ensler.MaisieWHEN I CALLED my mom to inform her not to bother to pick me up because I was going to hang out with a friend, she couldn’t hide her surprise.“Wow. This is new.” I could hear the smile in her voice. “You have no idea how happy I am about this. Go ahead. Have fun, honey and stay as long as you want.”“Okay, mom. See you later.” She even offered to pick me up when we’re done but I told her not to worry, that I’d find my way home. “Boo!”I jumped away from the sound like a startled rabbit and someone laughed. I narrowed my eyes at Avery, not at all amused by her laughing at my expense. “It isn’t funny,” I deadpanned.“I didn’t mean to startle you that much. But it was hilarious either way,”“I’m starting to think that you like teasing me.”She stopped laughing, and put her left hand to her chin, as if thinking about something. Then she shrugged, grinning. “I guess I do.”I shook my head a little, smiling.“You
SYNOPSISWhat do you think it'd feel like to be constantly reminded of what you hated the most about yourself?Well, Maisie Chambers is well accustomed to that horrible feeling. High school has been hell just because some people can't stand that she's fat. All she wants is to get through the last year of high school as invisible as possible.Alexander Scott and his twin, Avery are the new students that draws everyone's attention. Somehow, they notice Maisie and everything begins to change.For good or bad? She doesn't really know.ಠಿ_ಠಿDear Bullies, the boy you punched in the hall today, committed suicide a few minutes ago. The boy you called lame, he has to work every night to support his family. That girl you pushed down the other day, she's already being abused at home. That girl you called fat, she's starving herself. The old man you made fun of because of the ugly scars, he fought for our country. The boy you made fun of for crying, his mother is dying.You think you know them. ...
His Marshmallow by Effie Green is a light teen romance novel. Masie Chamber has zero self-confidence in herself. Her fat physical appearance has been the source of her misery. She is now in high school, and Masie wishes that things change. She sincerely wishes people to ignore her. Her wish might come true when new kids arrive at their school. Alexander and Avery Scott, the fraternal twins, are grabbing everyone's attention. It's her chance to fade into the background. But! Why are these siblings, especially Alexander, interested in her?
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