I thought that things would change in highschool. Laugh out loud, I was a foolish dreamer to think of such. Things became much worse. Life during my highschool years became much more worse than I could ever imagine. Infact it was the worst time of my life. There were different cliques all paired up in school.
Among the boys,we had the most popular Frank Kingston of course,the popular, wealthy, spoilt kid that everyone wanted to be friends with. I still remembered how he humiliated me in fifth grade and said I would end up being poor just like my mother, pompous, spoilt bastard.I became angry anytime I remembered what he did to me in fifth grade. I was angry for many reasons. I was angry because he insulted me and I was angry at myself because I had a huge crush on him. Well, who wouldn't. I was fat and ugly but I had feelings too and I wasn't blind not to notice that Frank Kingston was a tall handsome human with blonde, short hair and brown eyes.His eyes were hypnotic and he was sexy as hell. He knew he was very attractive and he was so proud of himself. Girls flocked around him like he was their last source of air which they needed to breathe. He was also the basketball player that every sane girl could die for,I wasn't an exception either.
So among the girls, we had Ava Sinter who was also from a rich family and some girls who formed her clique were all around her, it was once rumored that she and Frank were a thing, i don't know, maybe a fling or something of that nature, I didn't care by the way. They were chatterboxes always talking about the latest hair or clothes or make-up kits or boys they went out with and planned to go out with. Ava and her crew with some other girls that were wannabes formed the cheerleading squad for the basketball team and they did this in order to get closer to Frank who used up the opportunity well.
In school, I felt like I was in a world different from the one I know when I'm at home. At home I was accepted the way I was,I was genuinely loved and cared for by my mum but in school I felt this dark cloud over my head following me to wherever I turned to. My mum was worried about me and kept telling I was beautiful. She always asked me how school was and why I didn't bring back any friends home. How could she know, how could I tell her I was unwanted in school, I was nobody's friend, I just said a few hi's to very few people who were almost treated like me but were not called fat and ugly. They just were not from rich families just like me and we were the invalids in Sona high school.
Life just continued and slowly became a routine because I wasn't even noticed. At least I had peace of mind and nobody made jest of me or called me Fat and Ugly. Maybe everyone had suddenly become so matured and all. That's what I thought and I told my mum that nobody called me Fat and ugly in school recently. She was glad about the changes, I too, very glad.
So I'm just sitting down here on my own in the library, reading when someone drags out the chair opposite me and sits down.
"Oh my God" I whispered under my breath as I raised my head to see who sat with me and I couldn't believe my eyes.
It was Fuckn' Frank Kingston. I couldn't believe my eyes. He was typing something on his phone then he looked up and smiled at me. Oh Gosh my cheeks were pepper red, I was blushing. Frank smiled at me. I instantly forgave him of what he said to me in fifth grade. Foolish teenage girl in love, that was me. I lowered my eyes back to my book but damn it if I even saw what I was reading.
"Hi" he said.
Well my blood froze. I froze for a second before I stammered a very low "hi". I just focused on my book still unfocused because Holy crap! My crush was sitting directly opposite me at a very close range, pressing his phone and I could just inhale his cologne till my belly was so full of him. Not as if I was satisfied though. But I was giddy inside. My inside had already turned to mush over and over again and I felt like a jelly fish. He didn't say anything to me again that day but I felt like I won a jackpot. Unfortunately I didn't have any close friends to tell this good news to and I definitely wasn't telling my mum that I even had a crush.
I was surprised because Frank Kingston now talked to me. Maybe I wasn't fat and ugly anymore. I was happy that at least my crush was talking to me. At least he saw me as a human being. My other mates now said hi to me sometimes though.I think it was because Frank was now talking to me. I think he controlled what happened in school without even knowing or maybe he knew. If he didn't talk to you, you won't be regarded as anything. Now people talked to me. Not as if they were friends with me,they just said hi's and that was it. It was an improvement compared to how I was treated before. I told my mum about how my mates don't call me fat and ugly anymore. How Frank Kingston seemed to talk to me now and then. She smiled and looked at me then she hugged me. That was it? Okay maybe it's her way of telling me that she is happy for me. Well I became happier as Frank got closer to me it was like a wish come true. Why did my fairy godmother decide to make my wish come true now? I wasn'
We all sat in the classroom waiting for Mr. Davies to come. He was our history teacher and he loved practicals. Of course, it was going to be another practical for our continuous assessment, it is what we knew him for; always giving practical assignments which he normally used as assessments. Ava and her crew sat in a circle, talking about what I don’t give a fuck about. Frank and his friends were nowhere to be found and I kept on wondering where they were. I just sat close to Ellie, the new girl that was transferred from Trenty High School which was in the neighboring town, she wasn’t from the neighborhood either, so she didn’t have any friends yet.“Why is this school so stratified?” she asked, while she wrote something in her book.“Well that is the norm here, you’ll get used to it soon,” I said and smiled at her.“I’m Ellie Johnson by the way,” she said. She was really cool and she looked like
“Your research would be on different topics, and you and your partner will have to teach the class, whatever your topic of research is. I hope I’m understood.” Mr. Davies said after he finished pairing us with our partners.Some people responded while some just nodded in agreement with what he just said. Ellie wrote something in her book and closed it immediately and I wondered what she had been writing all along. Her partner was Ferdinand Jackson, one of the cutest boys in Sona High school, well Frank was the number one on my list though but it’s no news that Jackson was also wanted by girls too.Well, Ellie was one of the girls who didn’t care about anything and I liked her for that.“Why were you all flushed when Davies paired you up with Frank?” she asked me. Wow, I didn’t know that I was blushing or any sort of thing like that.“Was it so obvious?” I asked her touching my face and smiling.
We were having the literature class at that period and we walked into the class just before the literature teacher Miss B walked into the class. Everyone was already seated when we walked in and I was left to wonder when they all got to class since the bell that ends lunch hour just went off few minutes ago.People stared at us and probably wondered what I was doing with the new girl or what she was doing with me, seeing how unpopular I was in school. I hadn't realized that I was looking down probably, counting my steps or looking at my legs, while I made my way to my chair till I sat down and raised my head to look to the front of the class where Miss B stood trying to get ready what she was about to teach us. She was a bit strict, at least nobody made unnecessary noise when it was her standing in front of the class, unlike how most of the boys chatted and made awful noises if it were other teachers who were not so strict.Ellie had not said a single word
"Mum, do you think I am ugly?" I asked looking up to my mum for an honest answer.I asked this question a lot and I think mum was sad about the fact that I didn't feel I was beautiful. Yes, I didn't feel that way because my mates in school called me ugly and fat. As a little girl, I had baby fat till I was eleven. And even in my teenage years, I did lose some pounds during that puberty stage where the boobs grow big, hips get wider and all that, then you start your journey into adulthood. Despite all these, I was still called fat and ugly. I resented looking at myself in the mirror because I didn't want to see the ugly, fat girl that other people saw. I remember an incident that happened when I was still in fifth grade. It was lunch time and I went to the cafeteria with other kids to have lunch. While I was going to one of the tables to eat my food, someone dropped a banana peel which I slipped on and fell with my food all over me. The other kids laughed at me so hard that so
We were having the literature class at that period and we walked into the class just before the literature teacher Miss B walked into the class. Everyone was already seated when we walked in and I was left to wonder when they all got to class since the bell that ends lunch hour just went off few minutes ago.People stared at us and probably wondered what I was doing with the new girl or what she was doing with me, seeing how unpopular I was in school. I hadn't realized that I was looking down probably, counting my steps or looking at my legs, while I made my way to my chair till I sat down and raised my head to look to the front of the class where Miss B stood trying to get ready what she was about to teach us. She was a bit strict, at least nobody made unnecessary noise when it was her standing in front of the class, unlike how most of the boys chatted and made awful noises if it were other teachers who were not so strict.Ellie had not said a single word
“Your research would be on different topics, and you and your partner will have to teach the class, whatever your topic of research is. I hope I’m understood.” Mr. Davies said after he finished pairing us with our partners.Some people responded while some just nodded in agreement with what he just said. Ellie wrote something in her book and closed it immediately and I wondered what she had been writing all along. Her partner was Ferdinand Jackson, one of the cutest boys in Sona High school, well Frank was the number one on my list though but it’s no news that Jackson was also wanted by girls too.Well, Ellie was one of the girls who didn’t care about anything and I liked her for that.“Why were you all flushed when Davies paired you up with Frank?” she asked me. Wow, I didn’t know that I was blushing or any sort of thing like that.“Was it so obvious?” I asked her touching my face and smiling.
We all sat in the classroom waiting for Mr. Davies to come. He was our history teacher and he loved practicals. Of course, it was going to be another practical for our continuous assessment, it is what we knew him for; always giving practical assignments which he normally used as assessments. Ava and her crew sat in a circle, talking about what I don’t give a fuck about. Frank and his friends were nowhere to be found and I kept on wondering where they were. I just sat close to Ellie, the new girl that was transferred from Trenty High School which was in the neighboring town, she wasn’t from the neighborhood either, so she didn’t have any friends yet.“Why is this school so stratified?” she asked, while she wrote something in her book.“Well that is the norm here, you’ll get used to it soon,” I said and smiled at her.“I’m Ellie Johnson by the way,” she said. She was really cool and she looked like
I was surprised because Frank Kingston now talked to me. Maybe I wasn't fat and ugly anymore. I was happy that at least my crush was talking to me. At least he saw me as a human being. My other mates now said hi to me sometimes though.I think it was because Frank was now talking to me. I think he controlled what happened in school without even knowing or maybe he knew. If he didn't talk to you, you won't be regarded as anything. Now people talked to me. Not as if they were friends with me,they just said hi's and that was it. It was an improvement compared to how I was treated before. I told my mum about how my mates don't call me fat and ugly anymore. How Frank Kingston seemed to talk to me now and then. She smiled and looked at me then she hugged me. That was it? Okay maybe it's her way of telling me that she is happy for me. Well I became happier as Frank got closer to me it was like a wish come true. Why did my fairy godmother decide to make my wish come true now? I wasn'
I thought that things would change in highschool. Laugh out loud, I was a foolish dreamer to think of such. Things became much worse. Life during my highschool years became much more worse than I could ever imagine. Infact it was the worst time of my life. There were different cliques all paired up in school.Among the boys,we had the most popular Frank Kingston of course,the popular, wealthy, spoilt kid that everyone wanted to be friends with. I still remembered how he humiliated me in fifth grade and said I would end up being poor just like my mother, pompous, spoilt bastard.I became angry anytime I remembered what he did to me in fifth grade. I was angry for many reasons. I was angry because he insulted me and I was angry at myself because I had a huge crush on him. Well, who wouldn't. I was fat and ugly but I had feelings too and I wasn't blind not to notice that Frank Kingston was a tall handsome human with blonde, short hair and brown eyes.His eyes were hypnotic and he
"Mum, do you think I am ugly?" I asked looking up to my mum for an honest answer.I asked this question a lot and I think mum was sad about the fact that I didn't feel I was beautiful. Yes, I didn't feel that way because my mates in school called me ugly and fat. As a little girl, I had baby fat till I was eleven. And even in my teenage years, I did lose some pounds during that puberty stage where the boobs grow big, hips get wider and all that, then you start your journey into adulthood. Despite all these, I was still called fat and ugly. I resented looking at myself in the mirror because I didn't want to see the ugly, fat girl that other people saw. I remember an incident that happened when I was still in fifth grade. It was lunch time and I went to the cafeteria with other kids to have lunch. While I was going to one of the tables to eat my food, someone dropped a banana peel which I slipped on and fell with my food all over me. The other kids laughed at me so hard that so