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Words Hurt
(Chapter
1)"
"Fat."
The word entered my head, not wanting to leave. What does it
really mean to be 'fat'? Not a size 0? I guess
that's another day without eating. If only he knew what
i'll do to prove him wrong. I can be his definition of
skinny. I can be everyones definition of skinny. Even if i
have to starve myself, it's worth it.
-4 hours earlier-
I slammed my books on the desk in frustration. Who give a
sh*t about history anyway? I rested my head on the desk and
waited for Kali to get here. Kali and I had been friends for
as long as i can remember. Kali doesn't take anything,
from anyone. And with me being so shy, it helped to have a
friend like her.
We became friends after she rescued me from a couple of girls
picking on me while we were playing in the park. The girl had
called me ugly and annoying, and Kali just happened to hear
her. That girl was Chloe Richards. The most 'popular'
girl in 9th grade. The 'it' girl. That girl who is
perfect, who has the guys crawling at her feet. With her
little clique. Chloe and I used to be friends, or so i
thought. After a while, Chloe started to get mean. She'd
make fun of me, and i'd go home crying. The only reason
we were friends anyway was because she's my neigbor. Kali
had heard her make fun of me many times on the playground,
but since we never talked before that day, there was no
reason for her to defend me. But as she explained it...
"Something in her head just snapped, and Chloe was as
good as gone." Well, not exactly gone. Chloe skipped a
few days of school, because she was petrified to come back.
But after she did, she made it a promise to herself that she
would ruin my life. And so far, she's succeded. After
all, it was my fault that she got 'beat up.' If you
consider getting your hair pulled and skinning your knees as
getting 'beat up.'
"Hey Bella." Kali smiled. She glanced at my
cluttered desk. "What's the matter now?"
"Nothing! I'm fine.. Just confused, that's
all." I replied, to assure any suspicion that she might
have had.
"Alright, if you say so." I sighed in relief that
she didn't question me any further.
The bell rang, and i collected my things. I hurried towards
the door, and then slowed down realizing what time it was.
Lunch time. I sighed and slowly unlocked my locker. I looked
up, and hesitantly walked towards the cafeteria. The smells
filled my nose, but i resisted. I sat down at my table with
Kali and Ryan. Ryan was my other friend. He was bisexual, and
very easy to talk to. He wasn't super girly, like some of
the homosexual people i know, but he wasn't all like
"Hey, my dick's bigger then yours!" Like most
of the guys in my grade. Guys like Parker Chase.
"Ow!" i exlaimed as something hard hit my shoulder.
I turned my head, to see Parker standing there with a c*cky
grin. Of course it was Parker.
"Whoops, sorry fatty." He laughed, and then walked
away with his group of jocks.
'Fatty.' I hated that word. That word is the very
reason that i dread lunch. The reason that i'm not eating
right now. Kali stood up, noticing the pain in my eyes. She
started to walk towards Parker. A group of people stood up,
and i couldn't see her anymore. Everytime he called me
that i wanted to cry, and most of the time, i did. I stood
up, and ran to the bathroom. I locked myself in the second
stall, and i cried. And cried, and cried. The warm, salty
tears streamed down my face, falling onto the floor. I
thought about what Kali was doing to parker right now.
Probably either telling him off, or beating him to a pulp.
Most likely the first one. Not even Kali was strong enough to
face his group of jocks. They were all in either football,
hockey, or wrestling. Some of them were in all three. I
gasped for air, noticing that i've been crying so much
that i couldn't breath properly. I clenched my fist, and
unlocked the stall. I looked in the mirror at my reflection.
I stared at my long, wavy dark brown hair. It stuck to my wet
face. The tears continued to fall from my emerald green eyes.
I wiped them away with my sleeve. And fixed my mascara and
eyeliner. I didn't wear alot of makeup, but a little made
me feel pretty.
I exited the bathroom, and slowly walked back to the
cafeteria. I pushed open the doors, and stared at the large
room. Everyone fell silent, and all eyes were on me. Then i
saw Parker, holding a napkin to his bleeding nose. Chloe
standing next to him, holding him close in her slutty outfit.
Jesus christ, what the hell did Kali do..
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Confessions Of a Teenage Girl
Chapter
1
I threw my books of the desk, my face
flushed with anger. I am so sick and tired of this! School is
hell, i'm tired of being made fun of. Sure, i'm not the
prettiest girl out there, and definitely not the skinniest..
But I'm a human, and i have feelings. I grabbed my journal,
and added my confession for the day.
March 13, 2011,
Cole came up to me again today, and of course, the first words
out of his mouth were an insult. But this one was different..
Instead of the usual "You're so ugly," or
"God, lay off the twinkies," he combined the two by
telling me that i resemble a pig.. Fat and ugly. That made my
day, of course. After lunch that day, i went to the bathroom as
usual, and stuck my finger down my throat. I guess my weight
defines who i am; worthless and
ugly.
I closed the soft pink book and reached
over to grab the books that I had thrown. I packed up my math
book, and journal for tomorrow. I alwas bring my journal with
me. No matter where I go. I changed into my pajamas, and
drifted asleep.
------------
"Kaela!" my mom shouted from the kitchen,
"It's time to go to school! Now! hurry!"
I grabbed my bag, changed into my jeans and hollister shirt,
and headed down stairs. "Wan't some breakfast,
honey?" My dad asked.
"No thanks.." I replied, remembering the promise to
myself to stop eating. I heard the bus pull up, and I walked
out the door.
I stepped up the stairs, and spotted my only friend on the bus.
"Beka! What's up?" i asked her.
"Not alot.. Just sitting here. I have to do my math
homework."
"Here.. Copy of mine." i offered her my homework.
I often let her copy off my homework, i guess it's what i
had to do to keep her as a friend. It's not like we were
super close, but she was one of my only friends, and i
wasn't going to lose her.
I arrived in Mr. Ashton's class, and handed him the
homework that i had recently just let Beka copy off. She was
right behind me, and handed her's to him too. With about 30
seconds of class left, Mr. Ashton called me up.
"Yes sir?" i asked him.
"You let Rebekah copy off your homework, didn't
you?" He asked, with a dissaproving tone.
"Why do you ask that?"
"You and rebekah are the only two that scored above a 90
on this assignment, and i know for a fact that Rebekah Cadwell
is not capibal of that. She's a slacker, of you know what i
mean. So why'd you let her?"
"Mr. Ashton, she's one of my only friends.. I had to
help her out."
"This has happened before.. hasn't it.."
I looked away, and felt a blush appear. Not out of being
embarassed, but by guilt.
"Don't let it happen again, or i'll give you AND
Beka detention for the next month."
I nodded in agreement. Beka would understand, i'll just
tell her no next time she asks. I walked out into the hall, and
spotted Josh. The one and only guy i've ever liked. Since
3rd grade. I walked by him, and towards the bus. Once i arrived
home, i grabbed my journal and began to write.
March 14, 2011.
Wow Josh is so gorgeous! I'm like seriously in love with
him. Since 3rd grade! I mean, come on, that's got to be
love. I seriously wonder how he never found out. I guess
i'm good at keeping secrets. Like that picture i have of
him on my wall. Talk about HOT. Oh well,
guys like him don't fall for girls like
me.
Watcha doin'
eatin'
brownies
where'd
ya get
em'?
from my
doggy,
where's
your
doggy?
in it's
kennel,
what's it
doing'
?
making more
♥
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My bestfriend & I, Plus 13.
[Chapter one :: Part four]
♥
-Sophie POV-
*Two hours later*
I woke up to find Parker's head resting on my shoulder, he was fast asleep.
"Wake up Parker" I shook him.
"10 more minutes!" he groaned.
"The plane is going to land."
"Fine!"
I leaned over to wake Linda up.
We exited the plane and Linda searched for her husband, Mike. She signaled us to follow her. We collected our bags and proceeded outside. Mike led us to a pale blue truck. He put our bags in the back then strapped them down. Parker and I got in the back.
"Just wait till my boys see a you. " he chuckled.
"Thank you." I giggled and blushed.
"Is that your boyfriend?" he asked, referring to Parker."
"No." Parker and I said in unison.
"Ha ha oh no. A single beautiful girl living with my boys. This should be interesting."
I giggled. I liked being called beautiful by someone other then my parents.
We were traveling along a road surrounded by trees. It was like a never ending road. Then finally I noticed a clearing. The truck turned left, and we pulled into a very long driveway. Standing before us, there was a house three times the size of mine. Linda said that it had 16 bedrooms, 2 living rooms, 10 bathrooms, 3 game rooms, and a kitchen. Mike and Linda grabbed our bags and took them up to our rooms. She told us to go meet the guys, so Parker and I walked over to the pool. I have never seen a group of more gorgeous eyes. They were all No one even noticed us. Mike came down, and stood beside us. He whistled really loud, and all the boys looked. One of the guys got out and came over. He introduced himself as Nick, and introduced me to all the guys. I nodded, and Parker introduced himself and me..
-Continued [Sorry about these being so short, not that i have any readers, but this damned html formatting thing...]
My bestfriend & I, Plus 13.
[Chapter one :: Part three]
♥
-Sophie POV-
The whole car ride was awkwardly silent. I kept thinking about my patents and how they would be talking to me right now. But they were gone. We arrived at the airport, and waited for about 15 minutes until they called for us to board the plane. We would all be in first class, considering parker and I had inherited a lot of money.
"Do you have any kids?" Parker questioned out of nowhere.
"Yes I do. 13 boys. Four nephews, and 9 sons." she responded like it was totally normal.
"What?! 13? Could you tell us more about them?" I asked, grabbing my laptop.
"Sure!" she said with a sweet smile. I began to type-
'•Adam is the eldest son. He is 27, and is rarely around. He's getting married to his fiancé, Jessica, in 6 months. He's staying home for the week.
•Connor is 20, and is in the process of moving into his girlfriend, Jenny's house.
•Jake is 17. He is kind of a flirt, and he is Linda's nephew. His parents died when he was 13.
•Joey is 16. He is Jake's younger brother. He plays soccer and is a little flirt, but not nearly as bad as Jake.
•Nick is 16. He is the musician. He likes to sing, dance, play drums, and play bass.
•Nate is the artist. He's always painting or drawing. He is Nick 's twin brother.
•Tristan is 15 and is definitely the most girl crazy.
•Dylan is 14 and loves to play hockey. He has a bad temper.
•Josh, Jordan, and Kaleb are 13. They are triplets.
•Aaron is also 13. His parents died when he was 10.
•Evan is 9. He is the youngest. He is Aaron's little brother.
After I finished typing, I thanked Linda. With 2 and a half hours left of the plane ride, I decided to catch some sleep.
-Continued
My bestfriend & I, Plus 13.
[Chapter one :: Part two]
♥
-Parker's POV-
I continued to hold Sophie close to me. I could tell she was hurting. She was so strong and beautiful, but she broke after hearing this. I had to be strong for both of us. Her beautiful green eyes looked into mine, and I felt weak at the knees. God, how could someone make me weak at the knees with just one glance. I have been in love with her since third grade, when she kissed me on the cheek for scoring a goal. Pretty lame excuse, but I can't help it. She's just so perfect. We're both 16 now, and the feelings I had for her only grew larger. After she calmed down, we sat back into the chairs and the man spoke to us about the custody arrangements. He told us that we'd be moving in with Linda Renolds and her husband. All the way to Montana. Great. And to top this perfect day off, we had one day to pack, and Linda would be coming tomorrow.
Sophie and I walked home together, since we were neighbors. Both of our houses were rather big and expensive looking. Both our parents had very good jobs. My mother was a pediatrician and my dad was an orthodontist. Sophie's mom was a dentist, and her father was a sergeant.
-Linda's POV-
I exited through the door behind a man who obviously needed a shower. It was about a 30 minute ride from the airport to Sophie and Parker's houses. Once I got there, I stared at the house as my eyes began to burn. I approached the door, and knocked. When the door opened, I saw them both standing there. I felt tears streaming down my face. I stared at the two kids standing before me. Sophie was just as beautiful as her mother. Her Long brown wavy hair and emerald green eyes. And Parker was a fair mixture of his mother and father. He definitely had his mother's eyes. Now that I think of it, Parker and Sophie would make a really adorable couple. I grabbed some of their bags, and put them into the rental car. Our flight to Montana would be boarded in about an hour. So we drove off.
continued**
My bestfriend & I, Plus 13.
[Chapter one :: Part one]
♥
-Sophie's POV-
"Any questions?" Mr. Nelson asked as it neared the end of class. After noone spoke up, he let the class speak for the remaining time. Parker and I spoke about the upcoming English test, and what we were going to do after school. Out of nowhere, we heard Mr. Nelson call us over. Parker and I grabbed our things and walked over. Standing before us was a tall man in a navy blue uniform. A police badge was pinned above the pocket on the left side of his chest. He asked us to follow him. We traveled behind him for about 5 minutes before we reached a small room. There were two matching chairs in front of a desk with a dull brown color in it. The whole room in general was dull. The walls were painted a pale gray, and the windows had a layer of dust on them.
"Take a seat" he insisted.
We both nodded then sat down. Not aware of what he was going to say.
"Your parents," he sighed "they were in an accident."
I stared at him wondering if this could be true. Parker clenched his hand and demanded details.
"There was no chance they could've lived through that crash." he agonized.
"What exactly happened?" Parker questioned.
"They were at a stoplight. When it turned green, they proceeded. A truck driver thought he would be able to beat the light. He was wrong. They collided. The car your families were in flipped 3 times, and finally landed on is back. All this information was confirmed by witnesses."
I felt my eyes burn. A tear streamed down my cheek. Parker grabbed me and held me tight. He rubbed my back and insisted that it was okay, and that I still had him. And he was right. I did still have him.
Parker had been my best friend my whole life. Our mothers had been lifelong friends. Along with a woman named Linda Renolds. Parker's mom, Morgan, and my mom, Nellie, decided to stay in New York. Linda and her fiancé decided to move to montana together. They all still managed to keep in touch.
So Parker was always there for me. Through thick and thin. He was also beyond gorgeous. He had long black hair that fell right above his eyes. He often flipped his hair and asked me if he was as hot as Justin Bieber yet. He had dark blue eyes that definitely made a lot of girls fall head over heels for him. He was about 5'6, and very fit. And plus all that, he had a very sexy six pack. He and I played soccer together for 8 years. And we plan to keep playing. I loved Parker to death, but not the way a female should love a gorgeous guy. I loved him like a brother. Nothing more.
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