Lahat ng Kabanata ng Too Big to Fit.: Kabanata 151 - Kabanata 160

Sydney A mixture of fear and shock crossed Tracy’s face instantly, her eyes locked on Maeve. “What the fuck are you talking about?” She asked, and for the first time since she’d cornered me, there was a crack in her voice. But Maeve’s smirk didn’t move. “Don’t believe me?” She said sweetly. “Maybe ask the one person who shouldn’t have had it in the first place. Might help you recognize people who are…just…like you.” Tracy went still. Andy stepped forward, but Maeve’s gaze darted towards her, and she shook her head. “Don’t even bother.” Silence settled between us. I watched Tracy’s eyes dart back and forth, like her brain was trying to put together a puzzle she wasn’t ready to solve. But I knew she knew. Andy knew. And somehow, only one name came to my head too. Dean. “This isn’t over.” Tracy hissed, stepping toward Maeve. “Oh, I think it is.” Maeve said without missing a beat. “I mean, you’ve got bigger problems to worry about now, don’t you?” Tracy gla

Tyler “Walker requested the change.” Mr Hayes had said, looking up from the laptop at his desk. “See that the confidence she has in you isn’t wasted.” I honestly didn’t know what to feel about that, aside from the fact that Mr Hayes had called me to his office away from the guys for the second time. I almost scoffed when he said it. Because honestly…Sydney did not just do that. My chest had done that weird thing again, and I had to force myself to look away before Mr Hayes noticed. I loved it. But what stayed with me even more was finally telling Sydney about Sadie. And even though it’d slightly hurt to remember, it felt like the best thing to do in that moment, or I’d risk Sydney looking at me like some coward who couldn’t defend her when it actually mattered. ‘Don’t start, Tyler.’ I told myself, as I stepped out of the shower after conditioning with Coach, Micheal, Aaron, Sammy and Dean. Right after watching Sydney Walker go bright red just because I’d sat beside he

SydneyI pressed my palms against the edge of the counter and let out a heavy sigh, closing my eyes as if that could make everything disappear.As if I could blink and reset everything.And I didn’t have to go from hiding from my bully to trying to hide because I was friends with my bully.It didn’t even make sense when I put it like that.But one thing was clear—this wasn’t how I’d imagined any of this going.I hated the attention, the comparisons, the noise.That stupid urge to turn around, look someone in the eye and tell them to just shut up.And worst of all…that look in Brooklyn’s eyes.That feeling at the back of my neck that reminded me I was too big to hide.I opened my eyes, catching the reflection of someone standing behind me in the middle of the bathroom.It was that girl from the stall.I hadn’t even heard her come out. And now she was staring at me like it’d lost it.I tucked my hair behind my ear and reached for my bag. And apparently, that was enough for her to turn t

Brooklyn The vibration of my phone across the hall was enough to pull my attention away from the flier samples in my hands.But it’d been doing that since the festival, so I did bother checking. Probably another fucked up comment on one of my posts, or some idiot on Instagram looking for attention they’d get when the time was right.Somehow.I looked down at the two fliers again.One looked like some first graders’ prom invitation while the other one looked like some stupid ad for Elsa’s wedding.“What the fuck is this?”The two juniors standing in front of me stiffened. I didn’t even remember their names.The girl kept her head down, like she’d been doing since she walked in, while the boy straightened, pressing his palms together.“The…fliers?”“For what?” “For the—” “Is this a joke to you?!” My voice echoed through the empty hall.They both flinched.“You really think anyone will take me seriously when they see these…atrocities on the school walls?” I snapped. “Or you think the

Sydney“Greenhouse sessions: Monday, Wednesday, and Friday…” Great.At least I didn’t have to spend every day trapped in a glass room full of plants, pretending those steel-blue eyes weren’t capable of making heat pool beneath my stomach.But he made the whispers around us feel like common noise.“I don’t care.” His voice echoed in my head. Easy for him to say when he’s practically lived with attention for years. The truth was, he was probably already used to it by now.Me?I had to tug my sleeve further over my hands and pretend our entire group chat hadn’t decided I was nothing more than a pile of skin under oversized sweatshirt.And that I hadn’t switched partners because I wouldn’t have survived three weeks with Dean.And nothing had happened between me and Tyler when we walked together out of the greenhouse after everyone else had left.I’ll admit, that last part wasn’t a good look at all. And the more they made jokes about it, the more I was almost convinced something had happ