The Serial Bully

Chapter 3~A moment of cognizance

I queued behind cara ordering pasta and tomato sauce as I had seen her do, we obtained our food and sat directly facing each other.

I immediately dug in and began to stuff my face i was positively famished, i hadn't eaten breakfast. I couldn't, eating breakfast always made me feel queasy. A trait inherent in my mom too.

"I feel kinda sorry for you." She said a look of pity on her face.

"Why?" I asked swallowing quickly

"Mrs. Johnson was the first person you spoke with on your first day of school. That really sucks." She said twirling the fork she had in her hand around.

I laughed softly, "actually it was a girl named Rissa I spoke with first, she was nice enough to show me where to go"

"Rissa? Curly haired chatterbox Rissa?" She asked

"Yes, that's the one, how'd you know her?" I asked curiously

"She's Annabelle's younger sister" she answered.

"Well they look nothing alike, I mean Anabelle looks well, she looks.... I trailed off

"Fat, she looks fat and Rissa is slim. " She deadpanned

"Yeah, it's just that I've noticed how people seem to take offense when that word is mentioned so I tend to skirt around it, i don't want to hurt anyone's feeling." I explained

"The word "fat" isn't an insult, it's a description. Only ignorant people use it to demean or deride others. Fat is just that fat. It doesn't equate to ugly, disgusting,or loathsome. My mom is fat and she's so frigging fiiine." She took a sip of her orange juice

"Your food is going to get cold" I said staring at her food worriedly

"I like my food cold to be honest" she shrugged

"Not me, once the food is cold it's no longer delicious to me" I replied

"The reverse is the case with me, I feel like one can't accurately get the taste of the food when it's hot. I'm weird I know." She took a long sip of her drink and flashed me a smile.

"I like weird" I contorted my face funnily. She chuckled at that, I smiled softly and continued shoveling food into my mouth.

"Aren't you curious as to why I decided to be friends with you ?" She added a serious look on her face.

"Because you're nice ?" I mumbled slowly due to the food in my mouth.

"You thought I became friends with you because I'm nice?" She asked laughingly

I sighed "once upon a time i was the girl that questioned everyone's motive ? Why is she being friendly to me? Why is he giving me gifts? Why are they inviting me to this event? What's their motive ?. It got tiring, now I just go with the flow and hope for the best."

"I understand" she said patting my shoulders

"I actually decided to become friends with you because there's something about you, I don't know. It's like there was something about you that called out to me. Like we're meant to be friends. It's crazy right ? I know. Told you I'm weird." She smiled lazily

"You aren't crazy, you're sweet" I beamed at her

"Cole! We've been waiting for you" a voice called out loudly

As soon as I whipped my head towards that direction I noticed five guys walking towards a figure, on closer inspection i noticed it was the boy who had tripped Annabelle earlier. I caught a jumble of words such as hungry,food, starving and waiting.