Fatboy

Fatboy- Chapter One

"Might wanna lay off the donuts there Fatboy!"
I just keep walking.
My name is Fatboy. Yes, this is what my dumb ass parents named me. I know it's unfortunate, and trust me, I would know. I've been the one who's had to deal with all the bullies and jokes for 15 years.
It hasn't been easy for me to make friends, no one wants to be seen with Fatboy. But, I have somehow over the years been able to make 2 friends, and they call me Calvin. It's way nicer to been known as Calvin than Fatboy.
I head outside to begin walking to McDonalds, where my friends and I decided to meet to "Do Homework". I'm trying not to attract any attention in my plain black hoodie and jeans, I'm just really not in the mood to talk to anyone today.

I can hear cars and engines and birds and kids as I walk up to the McDonalds door. I push the door, it doesn't open. Right beside the handle I was pushing I see a "Pull" sign. Wow.
This time, I pull the door and am immediately greeted by the smell of grease and crushed dreams, followed by Kiera with a big smile on her face.
"Calvin!" She exclaims "I thought you bailed on us!"
I haven't seen Keira yet today, she's sort of hard to miss, because she is always smiling and wearing bright colours, and she suits it. Keira is my oldest friend, we've been friends for a whole 3 years! Which isn't much when you think about it, but people don't tend to stick with me. They usually leave when they realize that I'm too uncool, or that I'm brining them down with me.
"Where's Billie?" I ask
"He's at the table, he didn't think you were going to show either." She replies
"Why does everyone think that?"
"Probably because for the last two times, you ditched us to go home and binge Netflix."
I tried to think of a way to defend myself because I am sort of offended, but then I realized that if I was them, I would have thought the same thing.
We bump into a kid gliding around in Heelys as we're walking over to our small table in the corner. I don't understand Heelys.
"Well, if it isn't Calvin!" Says Billie. "I thought that it would just be Kiera and I again!"
"Are you happy to see me, or not?"
"Honestly Calvin, we were kinda hoping that you would just not come again"
She's using a terrible sarcastic tone.
"And besides, you now owe me a McFlurry, Mister Billie Green."
"Ah. Damn it. You win, fair and square."
"I'm sorry," I interrupt "But what was the bet exactly?"
I don't need to ask, because I already know that they were betting on me coming or not, but I just like to hear them say it.
"All that matters is that I get a McFlurry. Hurry up, I'm hungry." Says Kiera
"We were betting on weather you would show or not" Says Billie
Billie is always like this. He's a lot more ambitious than I've ever been, although I'm scared that one day he's going to get into trouble.
Just as I'm about to make some stupid joke, (it's a good thing I didn't) we notice Kiera's older brother, Jonathan, and his friends. If I had a douche metre- these guys would break past dochetron. Honestly, they are the worst. It's so hard to believe that Kiera and Jonathan came from the same woman's vagina. They are complete opposites.
Jonathan walks over to us, and he's smiling. Not in the "I'm Going To Rip Out Your Guts" kind of way, but not the "Let's Get Over Our Differences Then Dance Through A Field Of Flowers" kind of way either.
This smile is sort of unsettling, and I can't put a name on it.

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