As Bets sat on a seat way in the front of the bus, way in the back of the bus Jenny and Christen heartily chuckled along with the rest of their team-mates: life was good!
Well, maybe not completely good, thought Christen ruefully, as she tried to make herself comfortably on the bus' seat: the school must have gotten new seats or something, because those feel king of too-high-set and narrow...
"Is it just me, or have those seats become really uncomfortable?" she finally said to Jenny, when the bus jumped on some especially nasty pothole. "My ass is becoming really sore."
"I know," Jenny replied, rubbing her own rear end. "Just what we needed - I mean, first my mom gives me a meal that couldn't fill Ally McBeal, now this..."
"Me too," another one of the cheerleaders whispered from some seat behind Jenny and Christen, "and you know what's worse? I got a snack in my pack, but every time I try to lean to get the pack, my blasted boobs get in the way! I actually am beginning to envy those stick-thin girls you know!"
Surprisingly this speech recieved noting more than a number "There-there", and an occasional "been there felt that" - most girls were busy pushing each other around, jostling for space and the seats, now definetly uncomfortable. "Just how," Jenny grumbled to Christen, "they made the seats high enough for us to be uncomfortable sitting on them, yet not high enough for our boobs not be restricted by them?"
"I don't know," Christen snapped back, somewhat louder than she intended, "but can you move your sweaty thighs away from mine?"
Jenny tried to turn, feeling rather flushed, but her boobs continued to get in the way. She opened her mouth for an equally short retort nonetheless, but another noise intercepted that: somebody's stomach rumbled. Naturally, so did Jenny's.
"When this day will actually be over," she grumbled, reaching to rub her bulging belly and failing to do so, "I'll have to explain to mom the meaning of food!.. Hey, can somebody pass me a chocolate bar!"
"Don't be an idiot!" someone yelled back. "Between our asses, boobs and bellies we're all wedged in here, just like you!"
Jenny tried to turn back - which proved impossible - as the bus stopped to pick up some more kids. Jenny winced and tried to rub her eyes free from sweat - just what she and her friends needed now: more bullies that made fun of them because they were thinner than Jenny and her crew!
"Relax," she was consoled by her fellow fatty, Christen, who tried to turn her neck in vain - it was too obscured by the chins. "Just think of the upcoming meals!"
Jenny smiled, creasing her own chins. Maybe today won't be complete crap.