Novel & Cerita Ugly Fat Girl

They were wealthy, terrifying, and perfect. The ugly insecurity bubbled straight up from my stomach. It bypassed my mental filter. "Why?" I whispered in a broken voice. Kaz frowned slightly. The thick muscle in his jaw twitched. "Why what, cupcake?" I gripped the soft fabric of my baggy sweater. I twisted it violently around my shaking fingers. I needed to say it out loud. I needed to pop the perfect, beautiful bubble before it grew any bigger. "What could you possibly see in a fat girl like me?" I asked.

One thing that I had picked up from watching the game from the sidelines was that the main targets were the girls. During one of the rounds, a familiar head of brunette hair stumbled into the room. I looked up to see Leia staggering into the group, that plastic red cup in her hand, and her face giving away how drunk she was. Jesus fuck. My eyes narrowed as she sat down in the chair next to mine, using her body language to declare her presence to take part in the game. "You look like shit," I stated, taking in her now disheveled form.

Honestly, she was scarier than Maleficent. “Why would I video call a disgusting face like yours? Gross! Fine, if Fredric’s not there, I’ll call him later. By the way, I called specifically to insult you. I’m bored and frustrated, and your ugly face isn’t worthy of being my rival, Mathilda. Just because Fredric and I are fighting doesn’t mean he’s yours! No! It will never happen! Wake up from your fantasy, bitch!” Paula hung up abruptly. The morning that had started so beautifully now felt like a storm. And just like that, the spirit I’d built up vanished.

~ They think I'm 'that strong' ~ Who doesn't know Alyne? A bullyable girl who is always an easy target for bullies at her school. A beautiful face does not guarantee that she can be free from that bad things. Even having a brother does not guarantee that she can survive all these things, even her brother is one of the ferocious predators who is always ready to attack her anytime and anywhere, knows no time and knows no place.

Kevin replied, "No way! You're the prettiest woman in Dainsclef Village." He tried to lift the blanket to look at me, yet I gripped it tightly. "Please—don't look at me!" Kevin had no choice but to wrap me and the blanket together in his arms. Even when I was living with the poor Larsons, I was well taken care of, with smooth, soft skin. But how could this emaciated woman with hollow eyes staring back at me now possibly be me? "Who said you're ugly? My lovely Cindy is the prettiest woman in the world!"

How dare he to body shame me !!! I was the prettiest girl in my colony, OK !! No, not only in the colony, even in my school and university, girls used to jealous of me, and boys were always after me. But this fat ugly Mafia called me chubby !! She kept whining by herself. A sweet shyness swept over her face, reminiscing her golden past. But all vanished when she recalled how Imogen said her tits are small to even notice and she is chubby.

‘Oi bitch. “Are you talking to me freak girl.” “How’s about you shut your fucking hole before I fill it.” “I’m not scared of you weirdo.” “Oh you will be.” “What? are you and fatty going to belly flop on me?” She laughed. I’ve really had enough of this bitch. “Don’t you dare call her fat, at least she’s not s fucking stick.” “At least I’m not fucking ugly.” “Take a fucking look in the mirror. Oh I forgot it smashed into tiny pieces at your ugliness.”

"Damn it! Why can't you just be like other fat girls and hide in the corner somewhere! You're so so so-" "So what?" she cut him off "Oh I see. You're mad that you don't intimate me. You're mad that I don't hide myself from the world and I embrace who I am. Or are you mad that you like me. A bully who taunted the fat girls because he secretly liked them." She teased. "Grow up! Beauty comes in all shapes, sizes and colors so open your damn eyes and stop fighting what you really want." "Shut up" Bobby demanded.

She's too bossy and a bully. "You're late, twerp!" she snarled. Ah. The huge girl with probably the dumbest mind in history. She's a fat-boned girl, and her lips are too vast and pouty. They looked like a dozen bees stung them. Her eyes were small, and her nose looked askew. She probably broke her nose in a fight and never got it fixed. It's not that I find faults in other people's faces. It's just that there's nothing about her worth praising! Even her personality is monstrous.

“That’s inhumane.” The girl shrugs. “It’s kind of nice to be ignored. Better than being picked on. Oh, I’m FA by the way.” “FA?” I question. “Is that short for something?” She immediately turns pink in the face and gives me an awkward laugh. She adjusts her glasses again. “Yes, unfortunately. Fat Ass.” “Fat Ass?!” I gasp. “That’s your name?!” She tips her head. “Not, governmentally, per say but, yes. Here it is.”