My BIG Journey

'Sorry Alicia! My camera won't work!' I said into my computer screen.
'Sorry love... but who's Alicia?'
I froze... my camera wasn't working and all the person could hear was me... speaking.
"Umm-uhh... I'm terrib-bly sorry, I m-must have the w-wrong Skype!' I stuttered.
This guy was completely hot... and I knew him from somewhere...
"What's your name?" his british accent asked me.
"Evie" I waited for a response
"What a lovely name! I just wish that I could see your face!"
This was just my lucky day that he didn't see me... VERY lucky. Being obese isn't easy...
"Anyways, I know you are probably beautiful!" The guy smiled.
'Pssssh... yeah right' I thought to myself. But it felt good to hear someone say such a thing.. I've never heard the word beautiful being spoken to me.
I laughed and smiled.
"I love your laugh, too!"
"My name is....'

Read to find out who this guy is and follow Evie on her BIG journey. :)


2. Chapter 1

"LOSER!" a guy yelled, that guy's name is Chris. Everyone laughed.... it hurt so bad...

I then felt a liquid being poured onto my head.. MILK.

 man! I did my hair perfectly today.

"Now go back into your hole you UGLY FAT MAN LADY!' Again, more sounds of laughter.

I didn't cry or feel ashamed, I can tolerate words now... because they're just words.

Hi, my name is Evie, Evie Leon Sarabel. I'm 17 and still in high school.

I have very VERY thick hair that is frizzy and tangled all the times and it goes all the way down to my butt. That poofy stinkin mess just sits on my head all day... and all night.

My eyes are a hazelish color, and everyday I try to achieve a good look with style (NOT INCLUDING MY HAIR....)

I picked up my lunch from the table and threw it out, grabbing my pack of cookies. Boy, I wish that my best friend Alicia were here... I should say my ONLY friend.

Slowly yet quickly I walked out of the lunch room, trying to stand tall... then again, I have horrible posture. I don't mourn for myself at all.

Walking to bathroom at 12:07 is a routine for me. I'm dismissed from class at 12 for my lunch break, I attempt to sit down at an empty lunch table, then I get massively made fun of, and after that, I end up at the bathroom with a large pack of cookies.

Mostly, when ever I am criticized, I eat away my problems.

Music drowns away about everything as well.

Oh! Did I mention that I am obesed?

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