By Mean Lil Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

I wasn’t always the confident, self-assured plus-sized beauty queen I am now. I was really sensitive about my size in school, and you know how peers are. Cruel. However, there was one boy, in particular, Ben, who was extra mean to me. It was almost as if he went out of his way to find my class schedule just to pick on me and call me names.

I was looking forward to our homecoming bonfire because I had plans to punish my bully. He was captain of the football team our senior year, so I knew he’d be there, bragging about the good old days and hazing the team’s new members. I dressed in pale blue skinny jeans with a cream cardigan over a black lace cami. My knee-high leather boots tied in the perfect end of summer, beginning of fall look. Just sexy enough to get Ben’s attention.

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Poison

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Boys do NOT listen. I was babysitting this rotten twerp and he was being loud and obnoxious so I sent him outside. With strict orders, I said, “Do you know what poison ivy looks like? Stay away from it!” He shrugged it off which I assumed meant he indeed knew what it looked like and would stay far away from the wicked plant.

Hours later, we sat down for dinner and he was scratching at the back of his hands. “Did you wash before coming to the table?” I perked an eyebrow to indicate lying wouldn’t be smart. He nodded and told me he had but he was nonstop itching. “Let me see your hands.” Yup, just as I suspected! All over the back of his hand, curling in toward his palms was the obvious signs of poison ivy.

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