"Hmmm..." Takuya wondered as he watched his cell phone. It had a strange emblem on it currently,...but the image was fuzzy and becoming darker...was it a virus? 'No.' Takuya thought, pushing some buttons with his chubby fingers. He hadn't done anything for one to be activated. It was probably his mom. She had told him to take out the trash, but that was when a group of bullies, a few jocks from Takuya's School, began chasing him, and he ended up here. Takuya then ran a fat hand through his hair. It was his brother Shinya's birthday today, too. He then chuckled softly. His mom and cooked a huge dinner in honor of her "big-eleven-year-old" yesterday. Takuya subconsiously licked his lips and rubbed his stomach, which had began to growl. He had to laugh at that. He really liked his mom's cooking, or rather his stomach did. He then sighed and patted it. However, his mother's cooking also put him where he is today along with all those times going to fast food joints, secret snack stashes hidden in his room, and always going back for seconds in Lunch Period. Takuya blushed. I guess he first realized he was getting fat that one day....in about the 6th Grade.
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A chubby Takuya sighed as he leaned back in his chair,his belly poking out of his shirt, straining his jeans, and picking his teeth. It was his first day of 6th Grade and it was going pretty well. It was the first year he was eligible for soccer, and he had been hoping to join the team. "Well,well,well." Takuya heard a snide voice say, and looked up to see a 7th Grader from the Soccer Team and gulped. "Takuya Kanbara. I hear you're trying out for the team this afternoon." "Yes." Takuya replied, sweating. The older kid was now circling him, as if inspecting him. Suddenly, something caught his eye and he smirked and stopped. Takuya gulped again. "What do we have here?" The boy asked, and reached down and poked the substantial layer of flab with his index finger. Unfortunately, that was a place Takuya was extremely ticklish, so he surprised the boy by laughing hard, his belly jiggling. Too bad his pnats couldn't take it. The extreme force of the laugh had caused the buttons of Takuya's pants to blow right off...hitting the boy in the head. Takuya gulped and stopped laughing. The whole classroom had eyes on them now. The boy looked ready to kill. "You...you pig! Don't bother showing up today. You're to fat anyway. You'd just fall, fat boy." The words stung and Takuya winced at the leaving figure of the boy, who happened to be muscular for his age. Everyone was laughing now, but the boy was true. He laid a hand on his stomach. He was fat. He then slumped back into his seat, red-faced.
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Needless to say, he didn't show up for tryouts. The name calling started the next day. Of course, Takuya had ALWAYS been chubby before that, but after that day...his depression on the revelation that he was too fat to play soccer, and his already glutonous eating habits caused him to baloon after that. He then sighed. He had even tried diet and exercise...but nothing worked, like it was almost magical. Takuya then shook his head, clearing it from the events of the past, and refocused his attention to the cellphone, which now asked if he wanted to come, and yes and no buttons. 'What the heck.' Takuya thought and pressed yes. He might have and aventure. He then decided to go talk to another kid, preferably a fat one, like himself.
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