chubby girls need love too(part two) Billie eilish fanfic
I made my way back to the gym where the party was actually taking place. I frantically search for my best friend in the crowd while my ears are being overwhelmed with loud clubbing music. my arm is grabbed from behind me, when i turn i see just the face i was looking for.”bitch,” i say with a smile”you wont believe what just happened.
Me and my bestfriend Jackson sat outside of the gym against the wall, the faint clubbing music from inside of the gym playing in the background as i tell him about my collision with the black haired goddess only 30 minutes ago. He sat there with his mouth agape and i instantly started to panic”what,what?” i say asking for the reason of his loss for words. “That was Billie Eilish” hes says smirking “is she important or something?” im still genuinely confused. who is billie eilish and why does she matter to me?
“Ask Bella” he says referring to one of our mutually close friends as we get up to leave the party.
-Friday 8:00A.M Caesar High School-
I rush through the busy halls of my highschool trying to find bella. I woke up with a purpose this morning i was determined to find out who this billie eilish girl is. I hear jackson say my name as I rush past him. once i make it to the library i look around and it wasn't long before i find my close friend Bella Moure. Shes sitting in the corner of the library with her laptop pulled out on the desk. She is busily tapping away on the keys as i approach her so to get her attention i atap her on the shoulder she looks up at me with her bright green eyes which immediately put a smile on face. “Hey! whats up?” she says happily dragging out the “hey” “i have a job for you” i say and mischievous look crosses her face
-Friday 11:45 Caesar High School lunchtime -
Its lunchtime the best and the worst part of the day for me. i make my way to the line with jackson on my left the choices today were salad chicken sandwich and bbq wrap, i stood there in front of the salads for a good 2 minutes contemplating on whether i should get salad or chicken. i quickly grab my salad and walk with jackson after the lunch lady yells, “keep it moving” once we get to the table me jackson sit at we start eating “so are you coming over this weekend?” jackson says staring me dead in the face, confusion jumps on my face when i stop shaking my salad” for what?” the mood quickly changes as jackson lets out one of huis most dramatic gasps, “I KNEW IT! I KNEEEEEEEEEW IT!” he shakes his head in disappointment “ Jackson! you know i never remember shit!” i say trying to defend myself normally this far into an outburst the people on the other side of our table is whispering about us and being really shady.however i did notice that they aren't sitting here today. “my birthday party, bitch” Jackson finally lets out. After having my memory jogged i have a moment of realization.”oh, yeah” i say dragging out the “oh”. “Bitch, is that even a question, of course ill be there” i say giggling at him questioning my loyalty “Period” he says as we burst into a mini fit of laughter as we do every day.”why are you all of a sudden wanting a party you literally never have anyone over” i say becoming curious “mom and dad are going to Jamaica and it's my birthday weekend”he says continuing to eat.i was about to ask another question when I see Bella sit next to me with a lunch box and her laptop. a smile pops on my face as i remember the little “task” i asked of her earlier
“so, her full name is Billie Eilish, shes 5′7, she is top of all her classes, she is a closeted lesbian, has one brother, her dad is currently not in her life, she also has a reputation of being disrespectful to teachers and shes also apparently “mean”. Oh and she isn't rich but also isn't poor, she only hangs around guys or girls who seem “edgy” and “dark” i take a huge breath “Bitch, you tryna hang with this one?” Jackson says through the phone “I'm not done, don't interrupt” i say sassily in a joking way “now this is where Bella had to do some physical investigating, a lot of girls that Billie has hooked up with have been tall, long skinny, and white. They also say shes good in bed, so basically i have no chance” i say, finishing the last part quietly in disappointment.”don't be sad your so thick” Jackson says which make me laugh my ass off for some reason. “its one o’clock bitch, i have a quiz tomorrow” jackson says hanging up on me like the rude ass he is. i send him a “goodnight” and an “ily” through text before cutting off my phone and computer and hitting the hay.
