The Life of a Fat girl

The first day of 7th grade. 6th grade was bad enough how bad- "Hey! Athena!" I hear a voice call for me. I turn to see Micheal running towards me. "What?" I mumbled clearly irritated. "Nate likes you." "Who in the f**k is Nate?" I followed his gaze as he turned and pointed to a boy laughing with his friends. I rolled my eyes. "Sure, he likes me." I said sarcastically. "Go tell him to stop being a p***y and come ask for my number or snap." I said coldly as I kept walking around the basketball court. Gods I hated gym. Not because of the moving around but because we went outside in bitter ass cold weather. Sure I was built for the cold being Polish and all but the didn't mean I liked it- I was suddenly pulled out of my thoughts by a hoddie hitting my face. I pulled it off and saw the tall slender boy laughing with a bunch of other assholes. He laughed as I asked, "You're Athena, right?" For f**k sake he's gonna grow up to be a f**k boy. I looked down at myself pulling at my hoodie. Thats how it starts. One argument with your step-father and you both end up saying some f****d up s**t and now you think you're a fatass. "He wants your snap." Charlie one of Nates friends chimed in. "He can ask for it himself." I said coldly. After going back and forth for a little he finally asked for it and I gave it to him. After the dreadful half an hour of walking in a square we finally went back inside and I saw him rubbing off the marker on his arm that I had written my snap on. Of course. I f*****g knew it. After finally getting home I got a friend request on snap from Nate. I accepted it and he snapped me so I snapped back. "I saw you rubbing off the marker. Why did you still add me?" "Idk" he responded.