Chapter 1: Welcome 2 My Plus Sized World
Chapter 1: Welcome 2 My Plus Sized World
BEEP BEEP BEEP I slam my hand down on my noisy ass alarm clock that woke me out of my precious sleep. I got up from my bed and walked into my bathroom. I proceeded to do my morning routine which is brushing my teeth, wash my face with my clay cleanser, and hop in the shower.
After I finished my shower and dried off, I went into my walk-in closet to figure out what to wear that was comfortable for the day. Finally, I saw the perfect outfit. An olive green shirt that has large slits in the arms down its sleeves (I hope I described the shirt right) and a nice pair of denim jeans. Also, I got my matching gold accessories to go with my outfit.
Let me introduce myself; my name is Chanelle Nicole Maxwell. I'm 21 years old plus-sized woman who lives with my parents. I have ADHD which is known as a learning disability. Also, I suffer from depression, while being diagnosed with bipolar, panic, and anxiety disorder. I tend to stay to myself because I don't have any friends. I mostly stay in the room.
My parents try their hardest to get me to go to my therapy session every few weeks. Sometimes, I want to be left alone and not even be bothered. I have my good days and my bad days. It depends on how I feel at the moment. Which means that is entirely unpredictable. Anyways, today I decided to go to my favorite place in the world the library.
When I came down the stairs, my parents greeted me. “Hi, mom” “Hi dad,” I said to them. “Hey baby girl, What are you up to today?” they said. “Nothing much. Probably going to the library pick up some books and stop by the café for an iced caramel macchiato.” I said. “That’s a beautiful dear. Be safe and have a good time.” My dad said. With that said and done. I kissed them on the cheek, and I was out the door to start my day.
While I walked down the street to the library;
I was enjoying the beautifully serene and cool breeze against my skin. When I made it in the library, I felt a sense of tranquility washed over me. As I can remember from my childhood, I always had a love for books. I guess you can say I got that from my mama. We both can read books for hours on end. After, I spend four hours in the library; I decided to get my iced caramel macchiato with skim milk and no whip cream. Since I’ve been carving all last week.
I arrived at the café in the nick of time before the line got longer then it is now. Finally, when my turn came you, I ordered a large Iced Caramel Macchiato with skim milk and no whip cream. I finished my order and turned around only to bump into a hard chest. I looked up to see the sexiest man I ever meet in my life. He was tall, muscular, chiseled jawbone and gorgeous long hair that when the sun hit it, you can tell their highlights in them.
I imagined nasty kinky things to do to him. While I was fantasizing about him naked, he smirked and waved his hand in my face which snapped me out of my daydream. I was thoroughly embarrassed that I know I’m blushing like a red tomato. “I’m so sorry, I wasn’t watching where I was going, sir,” I said.
“That’s perfectly fine beautiful.” The mystery man said. “Oh, there goes my order. See you around beautiful.” He said. “Bye,” I said while smiling my ass off. My name was called by the worker to let me know my coffee is ready to be picked up at the counter. I told them to thank you so much, and I walked home before it got dark. I made it home safe and sound from my beautiful day outside.
My parents greeted me. “Hey mom and dad,” I said. “Hello, mi amour.” They said. “How was work today guys,” I asked them. “It was good and stressful. I’m just got to be home to my family.” My dad said. “You can say that again honeybun.” My mom said. I forgot to mention my dad is a famous Italian Men Fashion designer. Also, my mom is a chief editor of the Vogue Magazine. I wouldn’t say we are hella rich, but we live comfortably as my papa always remind me.
I told my parents I was heading up to my room. I love my place. It's so girly and classy, just like me. I spend so much time here since I don't have friends except my siblings, Tiffany and Leo. I miss them so much. Tiffany is in the Fashion Institute of Technology in New York City, and my darling older brother is working with my dad but based in Italy.
I changed my clothes into my tank top and pajama shorts. I decided to read the book I borrow from the library today. But I can't seem to concentrate. All I keep thinking about is the sexy guy I bumped into at the cafe shop. I know deep he wouldn't want anyone like me. I'm plus sized. I'm not skinny like the other women.
I don't have a job and most of all I live with my parents. How depressing?! No gorgeous guy like him wants a plus sized woman with no job. He can have any beautiful women fell to his feet. I got ready for bed. I said prayers and shut my lights off. Next thing I knew I fell into a peaceful deep slumber. Dreaming of the mystery guy I would never have. Zzzz!!