What?! Dude, did you just call me fat?! Well, you are too!

(but where's the chat? Usually they're at a certain place, but if not...I guess they're just in empty space)

Leah: "Interesting," I said slowly.

(Oh. How about right outside school?)

Cailey: "Yeah, good to know you think so."

(okay)

Leah: "Obviously you don't know much about sarcasm," I rolled my eyes.

Cailey: "Oh, and you do? Not seeing it."

Leah: "Whatever." I slid out my phone, answering a text. That's what I always did when people were being annoying, because usually they'd walk away since they thought I was busy.

Cailey: "So, wanna answer my survey question?"

Leah: "Um, okay?"

Cailey: What would you do if I called you fat?

(Sorry I haven't replied for a while )

Leah: "I'm not fat!" My jaw dropped, and I self consciously put my hand to my flat stomach.


it's okay(:

Cailey: "I said it was a survey question!" I took a notebook and started jotting down her response. This should be interesting.

Leah: "/Sure/ it was." My eyes narrowed.

Cailey: I groaned. "Really? I told you it was a survey question, and you said you would answer it."

Leah: "You should have warned me," I snapped.

Cailey: "I did. It's not my fault you said I could ask."

Leah: "What-ever." I rolled my eyes. "That's a stupid survey question, anyway."

Cailey: I smirked. "You seemed to think it was a touchy question to ask."

Leah: "It is," I spat. "Who would want to be called fat?!"

Cailey: I shrugged. "Exactly."

Leah: "If you already know that no one will like it, then why ask?"

Cailey: I shrugged. "I just like seeing how people react. Don't be offended at being called something you're not, you know?"

Leah: "So you admit it, that I'm not fat." My eyes narrowed.

Cailey: I couldn't help laughing. "Are you really worried that you might be?"

Leah: "Yes." I pouted.

Cailey: I laughed again. "Honey, you're not fat. If you were, I wouldn't be mean enough to say so. I may be mean, but I'm not that mean."

Leah: "Did I ask you?" I snapped.