Novel & Cerita Ugly Fat Girl

I looked at the girl who had just called me a whore. She stood a few feet away, her posture stiff, arms crossed in front of her chest like she had something to prove. She was a bit chubby, the kind of build that suggested she didn’t care much for the gym but also wasn’t shy about who she was. Her hair was a bright, artificial shade of purple, the kind that turned heads whether she wanted the attention or not. The bright color clashed with her skin tone in a way that seemed intentional, as if she wanted to challenge the very idea of beauty itself. Tattoos crawled up her arms—roses, skulls, the occasional random phrase, all mashed together in a chaotic display of rebellion.

– She defended herself. - Even so, you won't get a man who sees her, even the rich, don't even look at the tailor's niece, or the confectioner's daughter, who calls herself a cook. - He said. – There is no such money for plastic surgery. – His father said. The unattractive girl spent the day studying, trying to exercise, running in the park, without having managed to lose a kilo, until in the middle of that moment, when she was an intelligent girl who had friends with money.

he suggests. I purse my lips and pull the iPad on the desk closer to me. I open up my calendar. I had four calendars that needed to work in tandem. I had mine, Rae's, Poppy's, the figurehead of The Howard Holdings Company, Audrey Ellis, my fun brunette persona when I wanted to forget my life for a while, and my reclusive ginger Frankie James. Frankie was never on my calendar, unfortunately. Audrey only makes appearances because she was more or less my alter ego for the gentlemen's club, Eve. And realistically, Rae and Poppy are the same person. Poppy is just to save face for Rae. I'd always be Rae Spencer no matter how much I tried to run away from that life.

The next comments were worse and I brushed through them looking for any sympathy or a positive sign. This is really cheap; can anyone tell this young girl to work harder. These are the types of people who will release sex videos just to get famous. But why would you do this when you look like an ogre, a laughing emoji followed. I know her, everyone does, she thinks she is some high being and runs around the hallway all day, its true that’s what she does, chase for attraction, clout, anything for fame. More comments followed and I read another one, Word has it that she as demons, she isn’t normal, even her family knows about it and have tried their best to help her in vain.

Placing the glass in my hands, she clinks our glasses. " Loosen up Ardo. Let the girl go." " Why are you restless when it comes to her. Those pictures...any girl would do the same. Her respect was stripped off. She must be feeling so disgusted and alone. This was the right decision. " " Scarlett won't" She looks back at me in surprise. And before she knows. I tighten my grip on the glass making it crack. " Scarlett is not like others. She is not a scared little girl who will cry in a corner over some damned pictures.. "

Now, I was no longer that ugly duckling. I walked to the full-length mirror on the wall and stared back at the lady looking at me. She had no trace of fat, no glasses on, and obviously wasn't one who could easily be bullied again. I ran a pale hand through my straightened hair. Ashton might be playing a game, trying to wriggle his way into my life, but I was no longer that girl from seven years ago. That girl was buried long ago. This was Kara Reed, not Sophia Johnson anymore.

Selena rebutted peevishly. “What do you understand!” Fiona replied. “First of all, this woman is ugly and fat, but she has a standard face and is fat in a cute way. We can consider her a chubby beauty! Second of all, all of you have never met her. I met her once when she was young. She was not fat and had a nice figure. Everybody said that she'll be a beauty when she grows up!”

Amanda called out, finally noticing the girl walking behind them. In all schools like AHS with a social system, there are bullies. The bullying girls were the most popular ones and highest on the social ladder, and they could be divided into the rude girls and the downright mean one. Amanda was rude and mean. She was a pouchy, thick girl who seemed to have accumulation of fat in all the wrong places, including her upper arms, legs and cheeks, which hours of working out and diets crafted out by the most accomplished nutritionists in the country could somehow still not fix. She was not traditionally beautiful, but her demeanour somehow gave the impression she was a younger Agbani Darego.

"I would never be your friend. I will take being your enemy as a compliment, and before you threaten me, you should eat more; I did crush you with my weight." "Oh, I see you've been taking therapy sessions. Someone must have told you that you are okay and beautiful the way you are. The ugly truth is that you are not... you are so ugly that it's scary." "I am ugly, yet I was employed by F&F, unlike someone who sold her body to get into the beauty company because you don't have what it takes." Kathy's hand shot out, landing a sharp slap across Beauty's cheek. "Don't you dare speak to me like that! You fat pig!" she fumed.

Said the girl with dirty dark blonde messy hair, that is half up in a messy bun, with too much eyeliner on. In my view it looks like she had fallen asleep with makeup and didn’t bother to clean her face or brush her hair, she would have been a pretty girl if she cleaned up a little. “I know right? How easy do you have to be?” The black hair girl said, she’s chubby but looks like she is mean as anything. “From what I heard, she’s just like her slut of a mother. Oh, I mean dead mother.” The blonde one who looks like Jamie, meaner than her, but why are they always saying my mum is a slut?