I am an average teenager. It's what everyone tells me. But I do have something that classifies me different from the rest. I am a fat teenager. Big deal right? Let me show you a day in my world...

Beep! Beep! Beep!

Every morning I wake up to the sound of an annoying beep, at 6am sharp. I take a shower and get dressed for what else, school. I get some cereal for breakfast. Than I start walking down to my bus stop at 6:57 by the microwave clock, any later and I could miss the bus.

You can hear the big yellow thing from a mile away, the screeching breaks, the hiss of the clutch. As it heads my way I try to prepare myself for another day of my life, the hell of my life.

I get on the bus and sit near the front. Staring out the window, hoping the preps and jocks on the bus would just leave me alone. Maybe today will be the day that they forget I'm even alive. Not a chance...

"Hey porky, whatcha eat for breakfast? Your family?"

Of course without looking I knew who it was said by, Corey. Who cares about his last name. He tries to hard and he is just plain stupid. I continued to ignore him, thinking about when I will get back home to write my latest story.

"Hey fat-boy, why are you so short? Ohh I know, you just grow out, not up!"

There antics always get to me, even when I try my hardest to ignore them. Why don't they just leave me alone? What do I do to them to get this treatment?

Corey started recruiting his "followers" shall we call them, all people that try to hard and are preps. God I hate preps.

"Hey Jack, I fucked your fat whore mom last night, she was great!"

I had it. "Shutup" I said, quitely hoping not everyone would hear it.

"The fat blob from hell has spoken!"

I went back to ignoring them, and still there antics continued through the bus ride. Wondering, why I deserve this treatment, I am normal. Besides my fat.

Finally, the bus arrived at school. Letting us off at around 7:35 so we could get to are classes on time. I start heading in and hear some more insults from behind me.

"Wow the bus just bounced! I wonder why?" "Cuase fat jack just got off"

Then of course this would be followed by an explosion of laughter. I head into school, no one cares to hold the doors open for when I come in, they do for other people, but of course not me.

Greeted with "Hey fatty!" and "Hey it's fat Jack!" Fat Jack seemed to be the title I had gotten in school, I hated it. I tried to ignore them all, most just stopped there.

I started heading down the hall to my classroom, someone stuck there foot out to trip me, I didn't see it in time and I fell. My books and papers flew everywhere, everyone was laughing at me.

"An Earthquake just hit Saravoice High!" "Naw it was just Jack falling over his too fat feet!"

The whole hall was laughing at me than, people I didn't even know or had seen before. I gathered up my books in silence, my eyes getting glossy, but I couldn't let the tears come.

I got to my classroom with just a few shoves to the side in the hall and snickers behind my back, that I just knew were directed towards me. Instantly people stared at me when I came in, and some gave out giggles. I just sat down in silence and got out my books, waiting for the class to begin.

Wam, a crumpled up piece of paper hit my head, everyone burst out in laughter.

"Damn, I thought it would bounce back!"

The guy that sat behind me in class always threw things at me, and made those smart-ass comments. I gave a sigh and copied the homework that was on the board.

"Hey lard cheeks." Corey had entered, I hated having class with him. He went past me desk and left a piece of paper on it, it had a really fat person with huge boobs, named Jack.

I hated him so much, I got out of my desk with alittle struggle, it was tight and Corey was watching.

"Hey your man boobs getting in the way over there Jack?"

Again the class burst into laughter. My eyes were getting glossy again, I the tears from coming though. I got up and threw out the paper in silence. The door to the classroom opened and I prepared my self for more jerks that would make fun of me, but it was the teacher. She was a bitch too, she would always make me look bad in front of everyone, and make me feel stupid. I'm not stupid, I get high 80's and 90's. I get made fun of for that too, but I am proud of my grades.

The class went by pretty smoothly, just ignored me. The way I like it. I was one of the first leaving the classroom.

"C-ya fat boy!"

My day always went like this...it got worse in lunch.

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