Chapter 79
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Big. Isn't that a slang phrase? I suppose I should simply accept it: I'd have been the fattest kid in class. This isn't a new concept for me; I've always been the largest lady in the room. Except for when my mother enrolled me in Slimming World. I felt awful for being so thrilled when I met a girl my size who was actually heavier than me.
"Yet you've always had such a wonderful face..." If I had a penny for every time someone said that to me, I'd be extremely wealthy. Because it's not like I don't want to be this way, or that I haven't tried to change; trust me, I have. I'm not one of those people that adores and embraces their curves. I'm so envious of them when I look at their i********: page that it hurts. They display their bodies in such a way that they look fantastic while doing it. That's something I'd never be able to accomplish.
I shifted my focus back to the corridor. At this moment, everyone had taken their seats. Bea and Zoe, for example, sat with their knees together on the floor of their seats.
A red hot spark of envy made me clamp my teeth as I realized I could see all the way between their nontouching knees and the pavement below. By the time I arrived on day three, I was already behind schedule.
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