ABBY
I'm not really a shorts person ironic since I have inner thigh fat but I feel I have to constantly tug at them since I'm not your term for skinny and walking around with shorts is kind of difficult when you have to pull them down every two seconds.
I hope my choosing peace this morning goes the same for every other person I encounter today.. yeah it's rather impossible, don't you think?.
I put on my long tights, a sports shirt, my multi color sneakers, a head band and matching wrist band for enthusiasm, a fanny pack to keep my face towel and phone. Then lastly and most importantly my water bottle, cause it's looking sunny and I might actually die of thirst.
I hear a loud laugh from the bed below as I lace my sneakers. I look up from them to see Jade and a few of her friends settled on her bed, snickering at me.
"Let me guess, you're trying to look less like an egg?", she asks and they all laugh.
Most of the girls in my cabin had gone to their tutors so it was just jade and her friends left.
"Wait you failed P.E?", a girl with pig tails ask in shock as she looks at me in disbelief. I decide to stay silent as I focus on my next shoe.
"That is so not surprising", Jade says, giving me a distasteful look.
Once I'm done I get up and head for the door. There's a scoff behind me at my silence. I must have wounded their pride.
It's better to be silent than exchanging words with them. It's a futile banter.
"Princess?",
I turn around to see Noah stepping out of his cabin. He raises a brow at me, probably at my clothing choice, as he walks down to me.
"What are you wearing?", he asks with amusement.
"I'm trying to be enthusiastic", I say with a sigh.
"Or trying to draw attention to yourself", he says gently peeling off the head band away from my head.
"I've talked to Asher, he won't be mean to you",
"Not everyone listens to you Noah", I point out to him.
"If he doesn't, he'll be listening to my fist", he says with threat laced in his tone.
He lets out a breath, "Thought you'd run away again",
My cheeks redden at the reminder and I can't look at him in the eyes again.
"If I remember correctly, I'm here..", he trails, pulling my face back to him, "Not there",
I notice the attention we're drawing so I move away abruptly, unaware that we're actually at the end of the cabin. I throw my hands in the air, hoping to hold on to anything that'll stop my fall.
Noah holds my hand then pulls me to him. My body collides with his. "That's what happens when you run away from your prince",
He leans in then whispers into my ear, "Stay close princess",
He pulls away, letting go of me, "Would have given you what you wanted but.. too many eyes watching", he says and doesn't forget to make it audible to other ears.
I look around to the onlookers then subtly glare at Noah, walking backwards as he smirks at me. He winks before turning around, walking properly.
I walk down the steps avoiding the looks I'm getting. Most people.. well everyone apart from me that is, are all gonna be tutored on educational subjects.
I wonder what Asher's gonna tell me to do first. What if he prepared some death trap obstacle course for me? Nah he doesn't care that much. I have a good feeling I'm actually going to lose some weight here.
Most people were heading to the tutoring hall now, which isn't so far from the camp cafeteria. I wonder if Callie and Hernandez are there already.. poor Hernandez. Can't believe they made Loren his tutor. I fear he isn't going to learn anything apart from why she's a bitch.
I pass a few guys and they give me weird looks. Maybe I'm a bit too much?.
I walk to the notice board, lingering in front of the tutor cabins, in hope to maybe see Asher. When minutes turn to hours and the rest tutors and their students start strolling down to the cabins. I realize how overzealous I've been.
I quickly make it to my cabin, partly running, away from the oncoming crowd. The bell had gone off and it was now time for the quick break.
I get into my cabin, meeting it empty. Guess I'm the only one who did nothing today. I literally just stood in the sun, sweating for nothing.
I sigh, pulling out my face towel to dab on the beads of sweat forming on my head. I take off the fanny pack then pick out some clothes to change into. I'm officially done for the day.
I need to take a bath. A cold shower to be precise. I take my toiletries with me and head for the bathroom. The bathroom had four stalls, two showers and two toilets. Then two sinks with dirty mirrors above.
I get into a shower stall, locking the door behind me. It's a bit tight so I have to be very careful with my clothe placement.
I carefully hang them on the side of the stall, placing my toiletry bag on the shower faucet. I'm not sure about washing my hair since I already did that this morning so I just put a shower cap on.
The sound of the bathroom door opening and then closing is frequent as people come to take potty breaks.
When I'm done with my shower. I take my time to get dry with my towel before getting into my new clothes which are a blue t-shirt and jogger pants.
I find it difficult to let my other leg through so I stagger hitting the side of the stall which leads the pants to fall on the wet floor.
"Ugh", I groan as I steady myself. I fold the pants up, wrapping my towel around my waist instead. I unlock the door and try to push it open but it doesn't budge. I try again and again and again, using my shoulder to jab at it.
I sigh, then knock on the door, "Hello.. is anyone there?", I ask, yelling out.
I'm sure it's just been 20 minutes, they can't all be gone by now. I mean, the break doesn't end till 1pm so where are they?.
I knock louder, "Hello!, please help me with the door. I'm stuck!", I yell but no response. This is literally the stall I used in the morning, it worked pretty well at the time.
I'm getting tired of holding up my clothes and standing in this bathroom.
"Why the heck are you stuck?", I groan, jabbing at the door again. It pops open a bit and I notice a stick by the handle.
"Are you kidding me?!", I say with anger seeping out of my tone. Why.. well we all know why though. I mean, they hate me, they hate my guts, they even hate my size more than I do.
And my freaking cell phone is on my bed. Why do unfortunate things happen to me all the time? Like literally all the time. I'm surprised I had quite a wonderful day yesterday. Nature doesn't usually let it last that long.
He was right though.. I did want to kiss him. I asap need to strike kissing Noah Kushner off my bucket list. I smile unknowingly then remember my situation so it vanishes, turning into a frown.
I place my toiletry bag back on the shower faucet again, hanging my clothes on the stall. If I'm going to stay here for a long time I've got to be a tad bit comfortable.
I look below at the space underneath which leads to the next stall. The floor is wet so crawling through will be absolutely disgusting and tiring so that's a no-go.
I analyse the shower faucet.. hmm, if I put a foot on it then lift myself- okay no, I can't make it. I put my hands on my hips then ponder on how I'm going to get out of here.
Minutes turn to hours again and I'm at the verge of tears of how long I've stood. My knees are freaking hurting and I've refrained from crouching down to avoid my knee popping again.
I knock on the door for the umpteenth time, sniffling as I hold on to the stall. Fun fact is I actually skipped breakfast so I wouldn't throw up at the P.E tutoring that didn't hold unfortunately.
It's getting dark outside. Why isn't anyone coming to get the door for me?.
I can't.. I can't.. I slowly slid down the stall with a whimper and I know it's not the time but I actually felt like I was in those Selena MV's.