Skinny Love


3. Three

Once you've been called something for so long, you start to believe it. Words like 'worthless' and 'fag' didn't bother me at first, but after years of those basically being my name at school, I began to believe that these kids were right. I used to be a straight A student before the bullying started, but it's hard to focus in class when everyone's throwing things at you when the teacher's back is turned.

I glanced down at the pathetic little lunch my mom packed for me, but I wouldn't eat it. I'd do exactly like I did everyday; save the food in my lunchbox and put it back in the fridge when I got home. I didn't want  a lot of food to get wasted on me when Lauren and Harry needed it more. I ate enough, I guess. I'd learned throughout the past few months to ignore the feeling of hunger. We'd gone through a really bad rough patch as soon as Lauren and Harry's dad left when we had no money, so after that, I hardly ever ate anyway.

I could tell there were people staring at me. I was the weird kid that sat alone everyday. But I'm used to getting stared at. It didn't even faze me anymore. Usually, I'd already been pelted with foods of all kind by now, but today, my clothes were clean and nothing was being thrown at me. It's been a good day so far.

Looking around the crowded cafeteria, I saw another student, a girl, sitting all alone like me. She must be new. I'd never seen her before. As I was basically staring at her, she glanced up and noticed me looking. Instead of glaring or breaking eye contact like I expected, she smiled at me. I smiled back, but not quite out of friendliness. I smiled because that's the first time in two years that anyone in this school has glanced my way without making a homophobic or offensive comment. It felt great. I figured this wouldn't last because in the end, I'd still be the weird kid and she'd realize that, but for today, I was happy that this stranger hadn't judged me like the rest of this whole goddamn school. We might not even become friends, and I was okay with that. I don't really need friends. It's just nice to have someone show me kindness.


​A/N: Ash and this girl aren't going to date, okay? This is Lashton. Ash is gay. Just clarifying.

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