I take ten minutes just deciding what outfit to wear. After that, I put on my makeup and go downstairs. I skip breakfast everyday. I'm usually not hungry. I listen to music while I walk to the bus stop. It's 7:54 and the bus usually comes around 7:56. 

"Hey fatass!" I hear someone shout. I look over my shoulder. It's Andrew. Him and some of his friends snicker. I ignore it. Andrew comes closer. "Who do you think you are? Ignoring me like that?" he asks. He stares at me for a minute. "Well?"

"Get out of my face, Andrew," I say. 

"Whatever you say, loser," he replies before turning away to laugh with his friends some more. The bus pulls up and I take my usual seat towards the back. My backpack slides off my shoulder and lands on the floor with a thud. I feel something hit my head. I whip around to see who threw the ball of paper. A group of girls are sitting in the back, snickering. I stuff my headphones into my ears and sink down farther into the seat for the rest of the ride.