THE BIG UGLY KID

I can't anymore, this is the third time this week. Are you complaining eh pig? A tall well build boy said as he kicked a fat kid in the stomach! "You better have Friday's portion ready or the whole school will know what you did; you hear! Pig".

He kicks the fat kick one more time before walking away, "Sara, please tell them the truth, I didn't do it" the fat kid said expecting a response as he stated at the girl in the background. She moved immediately with anger as she steps on his head stomping her feet continually, "don't you dare say my name from that filthy mouth of yours again you pig". She got tired as she steps back breathing heavily, "guys let go"

They chatter away leaving the fat kid on the ground, he lays there pounding his massive fist on the ground "damn it damn it, I just want to die, I can't take this anymore".

My name is Hinata Marcus Joji, as far as I can remember no one as ever asked my Name. I was always called the fat kid. Yeah, in my school being fat was a reason to be bullied, As far as I can remember, I loved eating food, the unique taste of different delicacies and the aroma was different; I wanted to taste everything.

My father was pretty wealthy, although I lost my mother when I was born, my daddy spoiled me with everything I needed. Yup, everything; from the latest game console to otaku merchandise and all.

My dad got married again, I thought things will be better, but I was wrong; my stepmom was worse, she treated me like trash along with my two-step sisters it was hell at home and school. I thought about killing myself so many times, but I was a coward I never had the guts to try it.

When I was 12, I was already weighting 1200lbs, yes I was that huge. I was afraid of people, so I was always in my room playing games. I wasn't completely useless as I had one talent I could draw, I even had a Manga panel when I drew hentai. But that was all. I never saw my drawing skills as special.

Girls were a foreign country for me, I never got close to them. Anytime I attempted to make friends with them, I was immediately tagged a pervert and ended up being bullied and extorted. I changed my school so many times I can't even remember how many.

I was intelligent, my dad said I got it from my mother, but I never showed it because the last time I topped my class, I got beaten so bad that I fell ill for a week. Since then, I learned how to hide in the background never showing what I could do.

It was the three time in three months, I changed my school again; soon we will run out of schools to put me in I told my dad, then we will just build one for you, he replied. I started to attend the one my stepsisters attended.

In school, they avoided me like a plague even asking me not to use Joji in my surname, so they don't find out we were related. In my first day of school it didn't take me 5 hours to be popular, being the largest kid In school and most clumsy in school I became pretty popular instantly.

Everyone avoided me, girls gave me disgusting looks and mouthed out the word pervert to me. I decided to be alone. In fact, I was already used to it. It became a skill or reflex action for me, I could avoid people and dodge conversations anywhere anytime.

I couldn't wait for school to end, so I could go home and play the latest release edition of thunder finders on my Xbox, I sat at the back of the dinning hall stretching a few designs and ideas for my manga. Wow, that amazing! I pretended like I didn't hear it or Rather I couldn't believe it was to me, my years of trauma kicked in as I remembered people being nice to me only when they needed something from me.

Hey, can you hear me? I said it pretty under my breath!, and it is rude to not answer people, she proceeded to move closer than before, finally sitting beside me. Hey am Sara and you?

I am am Hinnataa! I said half screaming and stammering. She giggled before busting into small laughs not only are you big, but you got a loud voice she said punching my shoulder, I felt attacked and begin to plan excuses to leave when but I like it… hope we can be friends!

Those words hit me hard, breaking down all the walls of defense I have built over the years. It felt like finding light at the end of a long dark tunnel, I had to use all my strength to hold back the tears swelling up my eyes. I couldn't say anything but simply nodded.

It didn't take time before we begin close friends, I told her everything; well, not everything everything but yeah. We shared things together and went everywhere together, she helped me fight back those who attacked me because of my weight and even encouraged me to be proud of my weight that it was special.

I felt fulfilled like I was finally able to share things with someone and not be afraid that they were out to hurt me, it was a special feeling. Hey Marc, I have never being to your place why?,

She called me Marc short for Marcus. Ever since she found out, I had a name that wasn't Japanese. she preferred to call me that instead.

My place? I said surprised Yes your place, how about we go today? She said. I thought about it today my sisters had Cram school classes, Dad and stepmom went on a trip for some days now. Okay! Sure why not? I thought, it not like anything is going to happen even if I hoped for so. I knew my boundaries and knew she took me as a friend.

I ordered an Uber home like I always did, but Sara was surprised that I did! We got to my place and the surprise look on her face increased. I always felt our houses were small and normal, but that didn't seem so for her, it bigggg! Marc I never knew you stayed in such a place, let go in already.

I scanned my card and unlocked the front door, we entered as I asked her to sit in the living room, but she refused saying she wanted to see what my room was like. She moved me aside rushing upstairs to my room as pointed her in the naïve as I was, I followed behind her when my sister's door swing open, she was wearing her glasses as usual half naked.

Yua I didn't know you were home? My cram class got cancel… why do you care anyway get out of my face she said as she slammed the door?

It was a normal reaction for me in fact, I had seen worse, so I couldn't care less as I led Sara to my room. She sat on the bed as she scanned my room, it was dirty with takeaways and wraps everywhere I have never invited a girl or had one in my house less my room, so I never cared. I sat close to her showing her my games and merch.

Marc could you draw me a portrait? She asked suddenly! How could I resist!? Yes, sure. I scarped to get my sketchbook from my drawer. Little did I know things were going to be different after today.